Sequel: I've Got A Mosaic Heart ›
I Do Not Fall For Boys
One thing i really miss about being a kid is...
VILLE’S POV
“I, uh, don’t know what you’re talking about” Bam replied avoiding eye contact
“But-” I stopped, leave him be, I thought as I walked in silence
“Ville” Bam said after a while as he sat on the floor
“Yeah?” I replied laying on my stomach on the bed
“What does it take to freak you out?” he asked
“What does it take to freak me out?” I repeated it because it was such an odd question to ask someone
“Yeah” Bam confirmed then looked like he was re-considering what he'd just said.
“Uh...I’m not sure I understand the question” I said, confused
“Don’t worry bout it” Bam stared out the window
“Bam?” I broke the silence
“Hmm?” he groaned rolling onto his back to look at me
“What do the Ryans have against me? I haven’t even met that other one” I asked
Bam stared for a while, as if not even comprehending, “Uh, I don’t know” he paused as if thinking, “I guess they’re just jealous cause you’re the one in my bed” he added with a laugh that didn’t sound like he really meant it, his eyes darted to the side and he bit his lip
“I’m serious Bam” I whined
“I-I...don’t know” he said quickly
“Ok, if you say so” I replied and stared at the roof. Is it that hard to talk? I remember being a kid, one thing i really miss about being a kid is you could just say whatever you're thinking without having to think about it...that and people telling you they loved you without a reason.
“I, uh, don’t know what you’re talking about” Bam replied avoiding eye contact
“But-” I stopped, leave him be, I thought as I walked in silence
“Ville” Bam said after a while as he sat on the floor
“Yeah?” I replied laying on my stomach on the bed
“What does it take to freak you out?” he asked
“What does it take to freak me out?” I repeated it because it was such an odd question to ask someone
“Yeah” Bam confirmed then looked like he was re-considering what he'd just said.
“Uh...I’m not sure I understand the question” I said, confused
“Don’t worry bout it” Bam stared out the window
“Bam?” I broke the silence
“Hmm?” he groaned rolling onto his back to look at me
“What do the Ryans have against me? I haven’t even met that other one” I asked
Bam stared for a while, as if not even comprehending, “Uh, I don’t know” he paused as if thinking, “I guess they’re just jealous cause you’re the one in my bed” he added with a laugh that didn’t sound like he really meant it, his eyes darted to the side and he bit his lip
“I’m serious Bam” I whined
“I-I...don’t know” he said quickly
“Ok, if you say so” I replied and stared at the roof. Is it that hard to talk? I remember being a kid, one thing i really miss about being a kid is you could just say whatever you're thinking without having to think about it...that and people telling you they loved you without a reason.