Dance With Me Chapter 11
Name- Dance With Me
Chapter Ten Munich Sanctuary
Genre- Fanfiction, Romance,
Fanfare- VAM
Author- Rai Shelton
Rating- You decide
Disclamer- Dont know. Don't Own. But I Wouldn't Mind If Ville and Bam DO Get Together.
A/N Thank God For Microsfot Word!!!
Links To Previous Chapters
The next few stops for the tour took toll on Bam, Ville, and the rest of the band. Everywhere they went, reporters questioned them about the relationship between Ville and Bam. At one point, Bam even tried to go back to Westchester. Ville had refused to hear it. Period.
“No. You’re not going. Point blank, bottom line.” His hands had been placed firmly on Bam’s shoulders, forcing him down. He wiped the tears that were falling from his eyes away before sitting down in front of him.
“B-but, Willa, I-I ru-ruined every-thing!” he sobbed. He covered his face with his hands in shame. Quickly, Ville wrenched his hands from his eyes. He forced him to look into his green eyes.
“Listen to me, Brandon Cole.” Bam instantly got rigid at the use of his real name. “You in no way ruined a thing. It was all that whore Jenn. Did you go to the press?”
Bam shook his head.
“Did you tell her to go to the press?”
Once again, he shook his head.
“Then it is not your fault she did.”
More tears poured from Bam’s blue orbs.
“But I-I to-old her about us!” he cried. Ville sighed and wrapped his arms around his shoulders.
“Yeah, you did. But I don’t care. I still love you.”
“I didn’t want people to find out this way.”
Ville sighed.
“I don’t see why. This is almost how people found out about me.”
Bam tried to muffle a sob, but didn’t succeed. Ville took his hands and stood him up.
“If it would make you happy, I would go out on top of the tallest tower and scream ‘I Love Brandon Cole Margera’ for the entire world to hear. Fuck, I would even jump from said tower to my death to make you happy.”
Bam smiled weakly. He wrapped his arms around the taller man and laid his head on his shoulder.
“I love you Willa.”
Ville simply kissed the top of his head.
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“ARE YOU DATING HIM?!?!?!”
Ville sat in the chair in front of Seppo, listening to him scream. He had finally had enough of his band having bad publicity due to his lead man and a skater. He called Ville to his hotel room in Munich, and just started to scream.
“Why should it make a difference Seppo?” he asked calmly, taking a drag from the cigarette that hung from his fingers.
“Why?! Did you really just ask me that Valo?” Seppo cried.
“I don’t see why it matters.”
Seppo laughed sarcastically.
“It’s not good publicity Ville! It’s not helping our image!”
Ville rolled his eyes and extinguished his fag. He stood up.
“It makes no difference. But to answer your question, yes. We are dating.”
Seppo watched as he walked out the door. Outside, Ville groaned as pulled out his lighter and cigarettes. Tasting the smoke as it crept down into his lungs calmed him down. He didn’t want anyone to see how close he was to ringing the manager’s neck just now. Slowly, he exhaled the smoke.
Dialing Bam’s new cell number, his racing heart slowed down. Bam didn’t need to know what was going on. He had only told him Seppo had an idea for the next album. Nothing big.
“Hey baby.”
Ville grinned at the voice of his lover.
“Hey. Hungry yet?”
A little chuckle was received.
“Not for food, if that’s what you mean.”
Ville laughed.
“Joo, I mean food. We are supposed to be leaving in about an hour, so I was thinking we could eat before we go to the airport.”
“Okaaay.” Bam groaned in mock depression. Ville chuckled.
“ Mina Rakastan Sinua, Kulta.”
“I love you too baby.”
Ville smiled as he clicked the phone closed. He trudged to the elevators and pressed the up button. Apparently, he was going to have to force Bam to leave the room. They hadn’t left it for the two days they had been in Munich except for the show, and then Bam had stayed backstage. Ville felt bad for all this- he wanted to have fun on the first tour with his boyfriend. But that stupid bitch Jenn had to ruin everything. He extinguished the half smoked cancer stick and stepped into the elevator. Pressing the number 10, the doors closed and he felt the sensation of rushing upwards.
As a small ding! From above was heard, the doors rushed open. Not paying attention to who was there, he stepped out of the box. He glanced up into the widen eyes of a reporter.
“Mr. Valo, I was just up here to see you. I wanted to-“
“No.” Ville interjected. The reporter looked stunned. Ville went to walk around him, but the man threw his arm out to stop him.
“Wait. I need this story. Please. Just answer one question.”
“I’ll be answering the police’s questions on why I broke your arm if you don’t move it you little punk.” Ville growled. The man moved his arm and watched as Ville stalked down the hallway to his room. Throwing the door open and groaning, he walked in. Bam stuck his head out of the bathroom.
“Hey baby.” He said cheerfully. He got a grunt in reply from Ville. His face fell, and walked out of the bathroom in nothing but a towel. Ville looked up at him and started to laugh.
“What?”
Ville only laughed at his confusion.
“This is how we got together, remember?”
Slowly, Bam realized. He started to giggle. He hit his head with his palm.
“And it’s our anniversary!”
Ville’s laughter ceased immediately. He bit his lip shyly.
“It is…I totally forgot baby.”
Bam sat down next to him on the bed.
“So did I baby. It’s okay.”
Ville sighed and sat his head on the skater’s shoulder. He wanted to do something for the occasion, but the press was everywhere, and it wasn’t safe to go outside. Then, his alarm on his phone went off.
“It’s almost time to leave for the airport.” He said apathetically. Bam sat up and got dressed hurriedly. They stuffed their things into the duffels they had and met Linde, Mige, and Gas in the lobby.
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sorry for it being so short. im working on another fic, and i want to get the next chapter done before to long.
Comments=Vammy Sex!
Chapter Ten Munich Sanctuary
Genre- Fanfiction, Romance,
Fanfare- VAM
Author- Rai Shelton
Rating- You decide
Disclamer- Dont know. Don't Own. But I Wouldn't Mind If Ville and Bam DO Get Together.
A/N Thank God For Microsfot Word!!!
Links To Previous Chapters
The next few stops for the tour took toll on Bam, Ville, and the rest of the band. Everywhere they went, reporters questioned them about the relationship between Ville and Bam. At one point, Bam even tried to go back to Westchester. Ville had refused to hear it. Period.
“No. You’re not going. Point blank, bottom line.” His hands had been placed firmly on Bam’s shoulders, forcing him down. He wiped the tears that were falling from his eyes away before sitting down in front of him.
“B-but, Willa, I-I ru-ruined every-thing!” he sobbed. He covered his face with his hands in shame. Quickly, Ville wrenched his hands from his eyes. He forced him to look into his green eyes.
“Listen to me, Brandon Cole.” Bam instantly got rigid at the use of his real name. “You in no way ruined a thing. It was all that whore Jenn. Did you go to the press?”
Bam shook his head.
“Did you tell her to go to the press?”
Once again, he shook his head.
“Then it is not your fault she did.”
More tears poured from Bam’s blue orbs.
“But I-I to-old her about us!” he cried. Ville sighed and wrapped his arms around his shoulders.
“Yeah, you did. But I don’t care. I still love you.”
“I didn’t want people to find out this way.”
Ville sighed.
“I don’t see why. This is almost how people found out about me.”
Bam tried to muffle a sob, but didn’t succeed. Ville took his hands and stood him up.
“If it would make you happy, I would go out on top of the tallest tower and scream ‘I Love Brandon Cole Margera’ for the entire world to hear. Fuck, I would even jump from said tower to my death to make you happy.”
Bam smiled weakly. He wrapped his arms around the taller man and laid his head on his shoulder.
“I love you Willa.”
Ville simply kissed the top of his head.
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“ARE YOU DATING HIM?!?!?!”
Ville sat in the chair in front of Seppo, listening to him scream. He had finally had enough of his band having bad publicity due to his lead man and a skater. He called Ville to his hotel room in Munich, and just started to scream.
“Why should it make a difference Seppo?” he asked calmly, taking a drag from the cigarette that hung from his fingers.
“Why?! Did you really just ask me that Valo?” Seppo cried.
“I don’t see why it matters.”
Seppo laughed sarcastically.
“It’s not good publicity Ville! It’s not helping our image!”
Ville rolled his eyes and extinguished his fag. He stood up.
“It makes no difference. But to answer your question, yes. We are dating.”
Seppo watched as he walked out the door. Outside, Ville groaned as pulled out his lighter and cigarettes. Tasting the smoke as it crept down into his lungs calmed him down. He didn’t want anyone to see how close he was to ringing the manager’s neck just now. Slowly, he exhaled the smoke.
Dialing Bam’s new cell number, his racing heart slowed down. Bam didn’t need to know what was going on. He had only told him Seppo had an idea for the next album. Nothing big.
“Hey baby.”
Ville grinned at the voice of his lover.
“Hey. Hungry yet?”
A little chuckle was received.
“Not for food, if that’s what you mean.”
Ville laughed.
“Joo, I mean food. We are supposed to be leaving in about an hour, so I was thinking we could eat before we go to the airport.”
“Okaaay.” Bam groaned in mock depression. Ville chuckled.
“ Mina Rakastan Sinua, Kulta.”
“I love you too baby.”
Ville smiled as he clicked the phone closed. He trudged to the elevators and pressed the up button. Apparently, he was going to have to force Bam to leave the room. They hadn’t left it for the two days they had been in Munich except for the show, and then Bam had stayed backstage. Ville felt bad for all this- he wanted to have fun on the first tour with his boyfriend. But that stupid bitch Jenn had to ruin everything. He extinguished the half smoked cancer stick and stepped into the elevator. Pressing the number 10, the doors closed and he felt the sensation of rushing upwards.
As a small ding! From above was heard, the doors rushed open. Not paying attention to who was there, he stepped out of the box. He glanced up into the widen eyes of a reporter.
“Mr. Valo, I was just up here to see you. I wanted to-“
“No.” Ville interjected. The reporter looked stunned. Ville went to walk around him, but the man threw his arm out to stop him.
“Wait. I need this story. Please. Just answer one question.”
“I’ll be answering the police’s questions on why I broke your arm if you don’t move it you little punk.” Ville growled. The man moved his arm and watched as Ville stalked down the hallway to his room. Throwing the door open and groaning, he walked in. Bam stuck his head out of the bathroom.
“Hey baby.” He said cheerfully. He got a grunt in reply from Ville. His face fell, and walked out of the bathroom in nothing but a towel. Ville looked up at him and started to laugh.
“What?”
Ville only laughed at his confusion.
“This is how we got together, remember?”
Slowly, Bam realized. He started to giggle. He hit his head with his palm.
“And it’s our anniversary!”
Ville’s laughter ceased immediately. He bit his lip shyly.
“It is…I totally forgot baby.”
Bam sat down next to him on the bed.
“So did I baby. It’s okay.”
Ville sighed and sat his head on the skater’s shoulder. He wanted to do something for the occasion, but the press was everywhere, and it wasn’t safe to go outside. Then, his alarm on his phone went off.
“It’s almost time to leave for the airport.” He said apathetically. Bam sat up and got dressed hurriedly. They stuffed their things into the duffels they had and met Linde, Mige, and Gas in the lobby.
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sorry for it being so short. im working on another fic, and i want to get the next chapter done before to long.
Comments=Vammy Sex!