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Chase the fire	By : IfYouOnlyLovedMe Category: Singers/Bands/Musicians > HIM Views: 1518 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
Disclaimer: This is a work of fiction. I do not know the members of HIM. I do not make any money from the writing of this story.

Chapter List
- 1-Chase the fire
- 2-the painful truth
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Disclaimer: I do not own any of the characters that are in this fic… I repeat I do not own anybody in this fic! This goes for every Chapter in this fic. I’m only gonna put this Disclaimer in the 1st chapter only. Please don’t sue me. Because you don’t sue the people you love…Right??? Don’t report me either please.

Hello, you may remember me from such fanfics as,…wait…this is my 1st fanfic on here (DAMN…there goes that intro) yes…well this is my first time ever writing a VAM fic so if you don’t like that kind of thing…then why the hell did you even bother to find something you don’t like?. but I thought this idea up one day…well I should say night at like 2:30 in the morning, when some friends, and myself went to eat after a night of partying…yeah that’s all I’m going to say about that night. But enough of my rambling here is the first chapter of me story Chase the Fire…I hope you enjoy!!

Summery: After months on tour, you tend to crave strange things, just how far is Ville willing to go to satisfy these cravings. Will a week off from a hectic schedule and a drunken mistake push him over the edge?

Ville walked onto the HIM tour bus, sweat still dripping form the performance he had just completed not even five minutes earlier. He wiped the sweat off of his forehead, and went to the back of the bus. Everybody was going out, and Ville running on an adrenaline high, and was not about to miss out on the festivities. All he needed was to change out of his sweaty clothes; he stopped at his bunk and took off his shirt, and began to look around for another one.

“Hey Ville…where the hell are ya?” came the voice of Ville’s fellow band member, and one of his best friends Migé, as he opened the tour bus door and stepped inside.
“Where do you think I’m?” Ville asked
“Well, apparently on the bus…half naked…if you must know” Migé said in a very informative manner.
“Thank God I know what I am doing now…I’d be lost without you Migé” Ville said in the same tone.
“What are you doing?” Migé asked
“Changing…clothes” Ville said looking at Migé standing at the front of the tour bus.
“What the hell you need to change for?”
“JUST LET ME BE!” Ville Yelled in a joking manner.
“Hurry the hell up then” Migé said turning around and walked off the tour bus, closing the door behind him. Ville just shook his head, and continued to rummage around his bunk, to find a clean shirt. Finally he found a faded, black Iggy Pop t-shirt. He slipped on the shirt, and ran his fingers through his hair. He checked himself over once in the mirror, and headed out the door.

“About damn time…thought we were gonna have to send a search party” Migé said as he saw Ville walk around the corner. Ville simply smiled and replied
“Yeah well you know Migé; I didn’t have you telling me where to go…so I almost got lost…I COULD HAVE DIED!!!”
“Nobody likes an asshole” Ville heard the voice of someone familiar; he turned his head and saw Bam.
“Well…then I don’t know why in the hell everybody loves you so much” Ville said as Bam walked up to him, and they hugged each other for a brief moment.
“Aww but there is a big difference between like, and love Ville” Bam smiled as he let go of Ville and turned to face the rest of the guys, and yelled
“LET’S GET WASTED!” everyone laughed as they headed towards the rental car Bam had gotten so as they wouldn’t be spotted so easily.. They were jam packed in a little rental car.. Gas and Linde were in the back while Ville, Migé and Bam, were crammed in the front seat trying not to have a wreck.
“You would think that being who we are, that we could at least could get more than one car” Migé said as he was being squeezed into the passenger side door. Bam laughed and replied
“We’re in the south, there ain’t nothing here but a bunch of rednecks and bars”
“Well I rather be here in Georgia, than in Kentucky…now there’re some crazy fuckers up there” Linde added to Bam’s comment.
“Where are we going anyway?” Gas asked looking out the back seat window.
“Looking for a bar” Bam said.
“Yeah but we have been in this damn car for almost an hour now” Ville moaned.
“HEY look there’s one” Migé said pointing at a bar that was the other end of the street.
“You wanna go there?” Bam asked looking over at Migé.
“After all this riding around…yeah anyplace looks good”
“Well, if that is what you want then…TO THE BAR!” Bam pulled into the parking lot, and everybody piled out of the car. Ville was the first to walk up to the building, he smiled as he looked at the sign that hung above the door and read out
“Fray’s…” Migé walked behind him and replied
“they better have some strong liquor” Ville just shook his head, as Migé pulled open the door and stepped inside. Soon he was followed by the others as they found a booth and sat down. A woman smiled and said
“Be there in a minute fella’s” Ville looked around he was on the end of the booth, with Migé on his right side, followed by Gas. Bam sat on the opposite side of the table from Ville, followed by Burton, and Linde. Ville let his eyes wonder to the front door, as he saw two young girls walk through it, they walked up to the bartender. The blonde one sat down at the bar, and unzip her black hoodie and she pulled her hair out of it’s ponytail, and let her long blonde hair fall down her back. She had on tight blue jeans, and a corset type top. she pulled out a dark blue blazer out of the bag she carried in, and put it on. The other girl had disappeared behind the bar, and was arguing with the bartender. Her curly brunette hair was put into a messy bun. And she was wearing a black tank top, and baggy pants. They were hot Ville had to admit, and he just might have more fun than expected tonight. Ville shook his head, reverted his attention back to the table, as the waitress made her way to their table, and asked
“What would you gentlemen like to drink?” they all looked at her laughed slightly.
“Well…that’s the first time I’ve ever been called that before” Bam laughed again. The waitress blushed and replied
“I’m guessing ya’ll ain’t from around here” Migé was about to answer her when he was interrupted by the blonde that Ville was looking at earlier
“They’re not Becky….those five there, are from Finland, and he is from Pennsylvania… right?’’ she asked looking right at Bam. Bam just nodded his head and looked at the girl.
“how did you know that Corey?” the older waitress Becky asked the girl apparently named Corey.
“ well…you know that band I like, that you think is weird?” She asked Becky
“your going to have to be more specific…you like a lot of weird shit” she replied
“remember a couple of months ago when you, Robin, and me went shopping that day, and the whole time we listened to the same cd over, and over, and over again?” she asked
“good lord…how could I forget…I had such a migraine that night when I got home” she replied
“yeah well…that band was these guys”
“OH…well then since your FINALLY here…I’m leaving” the older waitress said as she hugged the younger girl and walked out of sight.
“Sorry about that guys…I’m Corey by the way” the girl looked around the booth, and smiled.
“Hello Corey….we would introduce our self’s but I think you already know who we are” Ville replied
“So what can I get you to drink?” she asked
They all replied in perfect unison
“BEER!”
“ok boys. I’ll be back.” Corey walked back to the counter and gave the order to the brunette that came in with her. She leaned over the bar and whispered something in her ear. The girl looked over at Ville, and smiled. Then looked back over to Corey. She got the beers then reached under the bar and pulled out a bottle and got six glasses.
Corey walked back over to them, sat the tray down and handed out the beers. She also put the bottle and glasses down too. “Complements of the bartender boys. Have fun.” Corey walked off to another table to take their orders.

The bottle just happened to be Jack and was quite good too seeing as it was thirty minutes later, and seven rounds of beer before they even started on the bottle of Jack Daniels. Ville looked around in his drunken state, everything always seemed so much nicer, when he was this way. He didn’t have a care in the world, he knew that’s how he was perceived by the masses, just a hot rock star, who smoked, and drank too much. Oh how he wished that was the truth, but sadly that was never the case, because he carried a deep secret that he couldn’t even bring himself to put into words. He was in love, in love with someone close to him, so close in fact that it broke his heart to even think about losing them.
“DAMN VILLE…TALK MY EAR OFF WHY DON”T YOU?” Bam yelled across the table, to Ville, Ville shot his head over into Bam direction and replied
“You Talk enough shit for both of us…I really have no need to talk” Bam looked over at Migé, who wasn’t paying attention to their conversation, he turned his head back to Ville, and raised his half empty glass of Jack Daniels and said
“CHEERS TO MY LOUD ASS MOUTH” Ville raised his glass to meet Bam’s and yelled
“I’LL DRINK TO THAT” and he downed what was left of his drink. He sat down his empty glass and got up from the table and started to walk out the front door, when Migé yelled
“NOW…WHERE THE HELL YOU GOING?” Ville stopped and turned around and to looked at Migé.
“to smoke…ALL ALONE…BECAUSE NOBODY LOVES ME”
“VILLE…YOU SHALL NEVER SMOKE ALONE AGAIN!” Bam laughed as he got up from his seat, and jogged happily over to where Ville stood, and jerked his arm playfully.
“and what if I enjoy smoking alone?” Ville asked Bam
“TOO DAMN BAD” Ville smiled at Bam’s reaction, Bam laughed and the two walked out the front door of the bar. Ville walked over to the street corner and sat down. Bam looked around, the sky was clouded, and the only light was coming from the street lamp that was close to where Ville sat. Bam walked over to where Ville sat on the street corner, and joined him. Ville took out his cigarettes and litone, he inhaled deeply and closed his eyes. Bam took this short time to study Ville. The way Ville looked so serene, how his hair cascaded over his face in a school boyish manner. Bam just sat there in awe…he had never seen something so delicate looking that it almost didn’t seem real, he wanted to so desperately hold Ville in his arms for all of eternity.

Ville opened his eyes to find a Drunken Bam staring right at him.
“YO…Bam?” Ville said waving his hand in front of Bam’s face, Bam shook his head at his lost of thinking, and looked away. Ville took another puff of his cigarette, and asked Bam
“You o.k.?” Bam just smiled and replied
“Yeah…why wouldn’t I be?” but in truth Bam wasn’t o.k., he never was anymore. But he had gotten so good at being a liar that it didn’t matter who he lied to anymore, he really didn’t care. He had a lot on his mind and he wanted to tell it all, and now was his chance.
“Ville?” Bam said looking at the ground.
“Yeah Bam” Ville replied taking another drag of his cigarette.
“I have to tell you something”

HA HA HA HA HA…HA…I’m ending this chapter right here. Do you like it?...hate it?...tell me what you think…because despite what I tell strangers…I can’t read minds. But I can read…yes people I HAVE LEARNED TO READ…yes I know…that’s SSSOOOOOOO COOOOOL HUH?
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