Misconnected

Part twenty:

"Sweetheart? Come here, you have to see this.. " I heard Ville laugh from his bedroom. I was only in bra and hipster and quickly pulled on a big shirt that came just below my ass. "What? " I said coming my hair with my fingers a little. I entered his room and felt my eyes widen at the sight. He was sitting behind his computer, not a really common situation. I laid my head on his shoulder and looked at the screen. "My god, I thought it was just him who was obsessed, not both ways.. " I laughed. He was looking at Bam’s website. He rolled his eyes. "I meant what’s on it love.. " I looked closely and saw the title: "Cutest couple in rock history" I raised my eyebrows. He clicked on it, and slowly it showed pictures of me and Ville, which Bam had took during his stay here. My mouth fell open, half of the pictures were without me knowing about it! "He’s good.. " I mumbled. Ville laughed. "I like these two though.. " He mumbled scrolling down. The first one was in the restaurant were I had fallen asleep on Ville’s shoulder. He was stroking my hair and didn’t even seem to notice Bam taking a picture. I smiled. He scrolled down again. I felt the corners of my mouth curl up again, it showed me and Ville when I came back from America, in the recording studio. "God I’m tiny.. " I muttered with a laugh. The difference in our height was clearly visible here. Ville chuckled and turned his head. "Tiny’s cute.. At least you’re easy enough to pick up.. " He said with a grin. I slapped him on the arm playfully. "Shut up! " And he did, he kissed me.

~Three weeks later~
"You’re tiny! You’ll fit in my suitcase! I’ll just don’t bring clothes or something.. " I laughed at Ville, walking around, following me packing up my stuff. This month went by way too quickly and it was time for me to go back home. Ville wanted me to stay, but I couldn’t.. he was leaving on tour soon so he’d be gone as well. I surprised myself.. I hadn’t cried up until now.. usually I’m already in tears, a week before I have to leave.. "Way to be hygienic Ville.. After a week, I’ll bet your stench will fend off every poor teenage girl that has bought tickets to see you guys.. " I laughed. He stopped me from walking and wrapped his arms around my waist, pulling me into him. "You and I both know we have duties to fulfil.. " I continued. I relaxed in his arms and I knew he was smirking. He has this calming aspect to him.. it works for me at least.. "I just wish we’d have a few more weeks together.. " He mumbled into my shoulder. Yeah, that about did it.. I felt the tears starting to sting my eyes. He looked up again after he hadn’t heard an answer for me and immediately pulled me closer. "Hey.. no crying.. what’s up? Did I say something wrong? " I shook my head and smiled, quickly trying to get rid of the tears. "Damn.. and I was doing so well! " I said putting on a fake smile. Ville made me look at him. "Why are you crying Siri? " He asked, ignoring my previous statement. I sighed and looked down. He forced my face back up again with his hand. "A long distance relationship.. " I said softly. "I’ve seen those crash so many times.. and I don’t want it to, cause this feels too good but I can’t help but-" He kissed me. "Who are we.. " He stated when he pulled away. I chuckled, wiping at my tearstained cheeks. "That sounds like the beginning of a bad high school coach peptalk.. " He smiled and closed his eyes for a second, resting his forehead against mine. "We’ll make it work.. We’ll find a way. I believe we will, do you? " He asked looking at me again. I sighed. These past weeks had been so amazing.. I’d met the girlfriends/wives of the other band members and we’d gone out a couple of time. I’d hit it off quite will with both Manna and Katka. Oh, and let’s not forget Olivia.. the sweetheart.

"Come here you little brat! " Linde laughed at his daughter, hiding behind Manna’s legs. She shook her head and her blond ponytail swung from side to side. "Olivia? " I said, sitting on the floor with my legs crossed. The little blond head came peaking out behind those legs again. I smiled. "I’m awfully jealous of that ponytail of yours.. You want to do one with my hair? " Her eyes lit up as I held out a rubber band. She came running towards me and pulled my hand motioning to the couch. I got the hint and sat with my back against it, she stood up on the couch, but not before removing her shoes after a stern look from Manna. Her little hands started to work on my hair. I smiled. Hair, the universal peace offering. After a few minutes, she patted my head. I looked up to meet a timid smile. "Siri? Will you play with me? "

"I do.. " I smiled. Ville chuckled. "Good.. you left me hanging for a second there.." I looked up at him. "I can always cancel on Katka.. " I softly suggested. I’d much rather stay here with him now..

Not like that, you pervert..
We’ve never slept together.. I think we came to a silent agreement that since everything had gone so fast, that was the part we’d take slow.. all that was left to take slow..

He chuckled. "Go have fun.. you can’t cancel so last minute.. It’s rude" He smirked, his tone as if reprimanding a child. I stuck out my tongue, he bit it. I gasped and looked at him in shock. He laughed. "Just don’t be too long.. I’d like to have you to myself for some part of the evening.. " He drawled giving me one last kiss before leaving the room. I sighed and stuffed the last few things in my suitcase, ready to leave tomorrow morning.

"Okay, I won’t be any later than ten-" Katka coughed. I rolled my eyes. "Eleven, promise.. " Ville chuckled. "You ladies have fun.. I’ll see you when you get back. " I smiled, kissed him again and went after Katka. "My god.. you haven’t even been together half the time Jyrki and I’ve been together and you’re already acting like an old married couple! " My eyes widened and I blushed. "We do not.. " I mumbled. She chuckled. "Believe me honey, you do.. Now stop blushing and get in the car.. we still have to pick up Manna and drive all the way to the salon. "

A friend of hers did her a favour and opened up the salon she worked at for us tonight. We would get massages first, but after that we were on our own.. which was fine.. because a sauna and a hot tub we could manage without supervision. I smiled, I missed having nights like this.. haven’t done it in years..

"He actually used whipped cream!? " I was crying from laughter, trying to balance my red wine and not let it fall in the hot tub. Katka nodded slowly, I think this was the first time I’d ever seen her blush. "It looked so silly.. " She mumbled. Manna too had problems controlling her giggles. "Who comes home and expects their boyfriend laying.. like that! " She exclaimed. We all looked at each other and burst out laughing again.

"Thanks so much girls.. I had a lot of fun.. " We were all standing outside Ville’s house, still a bit drowsy from all the steam and pampering we’d endured. "We really have to do this more often.. " Katka suggested with a smile. I raised an eyebrow at her, smiling weakly. "Oh you’ll be back sweetheart, trust me.. " She giggled. I blushed and looked to the ground. "Oh please, now give us a hug and go inside.. spend a few more hours with the man before you go back to America. "
I laughed at Manna’s suddenness and hugged and kissed them both on the cheek before walking to the front door. Is it stupid that I missed him already?

"Hmm, I missed you.. " I couldn’t even ring the bell or I was already in his arms. Okay, so I guess I’m not that stupid.. I smiled and kissed him. "I can tell.. " I said grinning. He chuckled and carried me over to the couch, him sitting down first, and I was between his legs. "So what did you do? " I asked, tilting my head up to face him. He grinned and averted his eyes towards the coffee table. It was full of cigarette buds and scattered papers. I laughed shortly. "Okay, stupid question.. "

The next morning, we were all rather quiet as we drove to the airport. The guys all came to see me off, as well as Manna. We suspected Katka had whipped cream issues to catch up on. Ville’s thumb stroked absentmindedly across the back of my hand, silent tears were falling from my eyes, thank god no one noticed yet..

"I’m not used to someone else getting on that plane.. usually it’s me.. " Ville mumbled with a sad smile once we were at the gate. I looked at his shoes, his beaten up Van’s were almost smiling at me, sporting the three heartagrams I drew in the little white squares on each shoe. Ville sighed and pulled me close. "No more tears sweetheart.. we’ll make it work.. " I smiled and nodded, not looking at him. "And it’s only a short tour, still with our old material.. Perhaps I could come visit you after those four months.. Return the favour, so to speak. " I chuckled. He smiled and tilted my head up, kissing me softly as the last boarding call for my flight could be heard in the background.

~Ville’s POV~
It broke my heart, seeing her shuffled through that gate, rubbing her eyes with her sleeve. God I wish I could really put her in my suitcase..
"She’s a great girl Ville.. don’t you dare let her go.. " Manna whispered, nudging me softly in my ribs. I smiled at the retreating form of my girlfriend. "Oh I won’t.. trust me.. I won’t.. "