Adult-FanFiction.org : Celebrity

I Was In Love	By : VillesSlave Category: Singers/Bands/Musicians > HIM Views: 2278 -:- 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
- 11
- 12
- 13
A/N: Thanks to all who reviewed and whoever read this when I originally posted it on __Vam.

Rebecca: I love you. I luuurrrvvee you. You rock my socks.

Valo: My husband and I use shampoo all the time ^_~ And no sex in this chapter!

Pyra: I’m updating, I’m updating! ^_^

Sophie: Thanks, Honey

Little_Miss_Disaster: Don’t worry, there will be drama.

“Shall we go to the bedroom?” he whispered.

I will admit that I was tempted. He smelled so good, like head and shoulders shampoo and expensive cologne. But I love Bam. So I did the best thing I could do. I shoved him away.

“Dude, what the fuck?” he yelled at me

“Keep your hands to yourself, Jonne.”

“Don’t fucking lie to yourself, Ville. You’re as hard as I am. You want this. I know how to touch you. I’ve been inside of you. You’ve been inside of me. I can make you writhe.”

His words sent shivers up my spine. My cock was hard, but my brain was astute. In a word, no fucking way.

“Of course I’m hard, you fucking twat! I am a man! Is that all you want? To see if you can make me hard? Well congratulations to you. I’m horny as fuck. I would fuck you into the wall if I didn’t love Bam.”

He looked very smug and satisfied.

“But I do love Bam. I love him enough to tell you that you need to get the fuck out of here before he gets back.”

“But why?”

“Because this is his house. And if you think that I am going to cheat on the man I love in his own house, you are sadly mistaken. Now get the fuck out before I call for Ryan and have him throw you out.”

He pouted. He stomped like a three year old. But eventually he got the idea and left. I settled into the living room to wait for Bam to come home. How long could he really stay mad at me? I didn’t do anything wrong. But this was Bam that we’re talking about. Irrational, conclusion-jumping Bam.

I turned on the TV and watched some “I Love Lucy” re-runs, pretending that I wasn’t watching the clock. Hours passed. The sun set. I started to grow worried. Where the fuck was he?

I swallowed my pride and picked up my cell phone. I called his number and it rang several times before he picked up.

“Bammie, I-…”

Wait. What the fuck was that? I shut up and listened. I heard a woman’s voice.

“Come here, Baby…”

My ears perked up. Maybe he was at a stag theatre?

“Oh fuck yeah, Bam, fuck me hard.”

Obviously not.

“Come on, Bammie..”

That’s my name for him!

“Oh god! Oh fuck!”

Wait, was that…Missy?

I had heard that screechy voice enough times to recognize it. My heart fell into my stomach. Bam was with Missy. Fucking her. I wanted to hang up but I couldn’t make myself stop. Suddenly the phone went dead. My knees gave out under me. I sat on the floor for a span of heartbeats before my phone started ringing. I looked at the caller ID and saw Bam’s name flashing. I carefully opened the phone.

“H-Hello..?”

“Did you enjoy fucking Jonne?”

“What?”

“Did. You. Enjoy. Fucking. Jonne?”

“What the fuck are you talking about?”

“I saw you. In the kitchen. Kissing him. With his hand on your dick.”

“I didn’t fuck Jonne. He’s gone.”

“Whatever. Don’t fucking lie to me. I saw you!”

“And if you had stuck around long enough, you would have seen me push him away!”

“Don’t lie to me! I..” his voice broke “I saw you!”

“And what about you!” tears fell down my face “What the fuck was that I was hearing?”

“That was Missy!”

“What the fuck were you doing! You fucking left me and fucked your ex fiancé!”

“Actually I didn’t”
“I know what I heard you fucking twink!”

“First of all, don’t fucking call me that, Faggot, and second, you heard a sex tape that she and I made years ago.”

“A sex tape?” I could barely talk through my tears. By that point, I was hysterical and Bam was trying not to laugh. I wanted to kill him.

“Yes, you nad. A sex tape. Come to my office.”

I was lost. I walked up the stairs and into his office, and there he was. Sitting at the computer.

“See?” he pointed at the screen and there it was, a video of him fucking Missy. “I held the phone to the speaker to teach you a lesson.”

“To teach me a lesson.”

He looked far too proud. I couldn’t help what I did next. I punched him square in his face. He tipped over in his chair and fell to the floor, his nose gushing blood. I started screaming.

“YOU FUCKING ASSHOLE! YOU HAD ME THINKING YOU WERE FUCKING CHEATING ON ME!! YOU STUPID FUCKING JERK! HOW THE FUCK COULD YOU DO THAT TO ME?!?”

“Jesus Christ, Ville! I saw you fucking macking with Jonne! How the fuck do you think I felt?!”

“I hope you felt like shit you cunt! I hope you felt like your heart was being ripped out your ass, because that is how I feel right now!”

“Would you calm the fuck down!”

“No I will not calm the fuck down! Fuck you!”

I stormed out of the room and straight out the front door.

“Ville!” I heard him calling after me. I continued walking. I heard him running up behind me.

“Ville, wait!”

I walked faster. I made my way into the road outside his gate.

“Willa!”

Suddenly I was tackled to the ground with a heavy Bam-shaped weight atop me.

“Get the fuck off me.”

“Not until you listen!”

“Fuck you.”

“If you ask nicely.”

“I’m not kidding, Bam. That was so not fucking funny!”

“Neither was Jonne’s hand on your cock.”

I was silent. He had me there.

“Come back inside. I’m sorry. I just got so mad..I wanted to get back at you.”

“You did. And then some.”

He leaned down and kissed me. A wave of tears fell down my cheeks as I wrapped my arms around him. I was so enamored by his kiss that I didn’t register a pair of bright lights heading straight for us.

I didn’t hear the loud blaring of a horn as we lay in the middle of the road.

I didn’t hear it until a moment too late.
- 11
- 12
- 13
You need to be logged in to leave a review for this story.You need to be logged in to leave a review for this story.
Report Story

Adult-FanFiction.Org is not in any way associated with or related to FanFiction.Net

Adult-FanFiction.org (AFF, the site), its owners, agents, and any other entities related to Adult-FanFiction.org or the AFF forum take no responsibility for the works posted to the Adult-FanFiction.org by its members.

While AFF and its agents attempt to remove all illegal works from the site as quickly and thoroughly as possible, there is always the possibility that some submissions may be overlooked or dismissed in error. The AFF system includes a rigorous and complex abuse control system in order to prevent improper use of the AFF service, and we hope that its deployment indicates a good-faith effort to eliminate any illegal material on the site in a fair and unbiased manner. This abuse control system is run in accordance with the strict guidelines specified above.

All works displayed here, whether pictorial or literary, are the property of their owners and not Adult-FanFiction.org. Opinions stated in profiles of users may not reflect the opinions or views of Adult-FanFiction.org or any of its owners, agents, or related entities.

Website Domain ©2002-2017 by Apollo. PHP scripting, CSS style sheets, Database layout & Original artwork ©2005-2017 C. Kennington. Restructured Database & Forum skins ©2007-2017 J. Salva. Images, coding, and any other potentially liftable content may not be used without express written permission from their respective creator(s). Thank you for visiting!

Powered by Fiction Portal 2.0
Modifications © Manta2g, DemonGoddess
Site Owner - Apollo

I Was In Love