Because I Love You

Throughout the entire concert, Ville couldn't help but let his eye slip to the left side of the stage. The woman that he asked the security guard to get was standing their, swaying and bobbing her head to the beat and melody of the songs that were played.

Ville couldn't help but let a smile graze his thin lips. Just the breif encounter he had with the woman was enough to bring his heart pumping and his blood flowing hotter. When he got her name, and shook her hand, he felt a slight shock go through him. Her hand, a bit pale, but with a slight tan as well, was smooth and cool to the touch. With her hand in his, it just felt right. Like her hand was designed just for him and him alone.

After singing the last song, he bid the crowd goodnight before heading off stage. Straight away, his feet took him to Karen.

"So," Ville began with a smile, panting a bit while some sweat dripped down his face," Did you enjoy the concert."

Ville watched as she smiled a little with her left arm wrapping around the bottom of her breast and the other tapping her cheek playfully.

"It was amazing!" Karen finally exclaimed,"best experience I've ever had."

Ville laughed and brought her into a side hug.

"Hello, who is this?" Ville heard Gas as he walked towards them.

Turning, with Karen still at his side, Ville smiled and introduced her to his band mates.

"Guys, this is Karen. Karen, this is Gas, Mige, Linde, and Burton. This is her first ever concert."

"Ah, a concert virgin," Mige said, a teasing smile being shot in Karen's direction.

"Not anymore. Thanks to you guys," Karen replied with a laugh.

"Ah, I like her," Burton said, wagging his finger a bit," she has some sass in her."

Karen blushed a bit at the comment. She had always know she was sassy, but having someone actually pointing it out made her blue for some unknown reason.

As the band continued to talk to each other, Karen coundly help but notice that Ville had get to remove his arm from her shoulders. Karen wasn't complaining. Not one bit. She liked the feeling of his long arm around her. She felt a sort of comfort and safety in them. Feeling her shirt begin to slowly slip from her shoulders, Karen shifted slightly to move them back into place. The movement caught the attention of Ville.

"Something wrong, love?" He asked, looking down at her.

"Oh, it's just my shirt being an ass. I haven't been shopping in a while and this shirt is pretty big on me. Though it is comfortable, so it's pretty hard to part ways with it. Actually, a lot of my shorts ate going to be hard to part with."

With that said, Karen closed her eyes and gave out a dramatic sigh before opening them again. As she did so, she saw the band member looking at her with humor in their eyes and a smile on their lips.

"We have a couple shirt in our waiting room. I'm pretty sire we have something for you," Gas suggested out.

"Oh no," Karen said, shaking her head a bit," I couldn't do that. I'd rather buy one. It's alright you guys."

"Nope! Its a gift from us to you," Mige said with a toothy smile.

Looking at the men before her, Karen knew she would never win the argument. Sighing, she finally nodded her head. With a cheer of accomplishment, Gas lead the way towards the waiting room, with her and Ville in the back. With his arm still around her shoulders.