Poor Little American Girl
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Category:
Singers/Bands/Musicians › HIM
Rating:
Adult ++
Chapters:
9
Views:
2,790
Reviews:
1
Recommended:
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.
Pretty in Pink
THANKS FOR THE VIEWS, NEXT CHAPTER I HOPE ITS LONG ENOUGH
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Ville sat in the plane softly tapping his fingers on his thin thighs. Some may say that he is too thin yet then again look at Linde. He was getting restless just hating the wait before take off. He just likes to get on, go, and sleep in his bed. His thoughts on screaming at the pilot was cut short by something hitting his arm. He glanced over and to what he believed was the devil himself. No it was not a red demon stading in front of him, it was more a girl dressed in pink. "Sorry" she whispered turning red. Ville just blinked slowly not believing that people like her actually exist.
His only response was a nod that might've gone unnoticed. His green eyes went from her manicured nails to her pink skirt, pumps, and shirt. As painfully pink as she was at the moment, something was drawing his eyes towards her. "Do you dress like this all the time" he blurted out looking at her still. He couldn't believe how rude the question came out but he was still shell shocked.
"What"
"Sorry you're just so..pink She laughed nervously and rubbed her forehead.
"Come on do you think that just cause I dress this way I'm some happy-go-lucky girl"
"Kinda, but I see you more as a happy-go-lucky-American-girl"
"I was waiting for that to come. I suppose you want to know what I'm doing in Finland" she questioned looking at him again after staring at the person walking up the isle. Ville nodded looking into her pale blue eyes. "Well, I was flying to see your band". At that opportune moment Ville choked on his spit.
"My band, you came to see my band" he laughed with a new rasp in his voice. The pink covered redhead glared at him with a smirk.
"Laugh it up Finland. Here look at my ipod". Ville gave her a friendly glare and took the pink contraption from her. Her whole ipod was filled with what he thought would have been her worst nightmare. Impressed and a bit embarrassed he handed it back to her.
"I appologize for judging you"
"It's okay, i get that all the time. Got into a lot of shit because of it" she put ther headphones in and closed her eyes relaxing in the chair. Ville still kept looking at her even if she could feel his gaze on her. The only non-pink item she had on was her white hoody. Her hair was frizzy like Debra Messing in Will and Grace, and her lips, oh god her lips were covered in a light pink sheen. After 5 minutes he puts his headphones and closed his eyes as well.
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"Willa" Bam yelled embracing his thin and tall friend. Ville gave him a kiss on the forehead and continued walking towards the Baggage Claim while Bam told him of the antics he's been in. Ville was listenin intently, but all sound seemed to disappear when he spotted a bit of pink. She noticed him as well and gave him a nonchalant wink before turning back around. "Holy shit dude do you see Paris Hilton over there". His laughter stopped when he got elbowed in the arm. "Ow, what the fuck".
"She's not like that. She's cool, I sat next to her on the plane and she's very much into the dark lord" Villes voice went deeper as his sentence came to an end. Bam walked towards the girl along with Ville who tapped her on the shoulder. Turning to Bam he gave him a small smirk to which Bam rolled his eyes and laughed at.
"Yes"
"Huh, what oh nothing. Nervous tick" Bam snickered and walked to the seats. He wasn't about to watch Ville try and mack with a girl. Plus he thought the view would be a lot funnier in that angle.
"I think they lost my luggage. How do you lose something so obvious. It's freakin' pink" she said changing the subject. Ville couldn't help but snicker at the fact that she didn't curse. Goodie-two-shoes.
"So, uh, anyways..um since you know my name I think it would be fair if I know yours"
"Nathalia, very American right" she smiled. Bam was laughing at how nervous the both of them were. You would think that since he gets onstage in front of a bunch of dudes and bitches, he'd be able to talk to a girl.
"Well, Nathalia" he said enjoying how her name felt on his tongue. "I have to go, Bammie's waiting for me and I believe our bags are here" Ville said pulling up both their bags. Nathalia smiled brightly and took it from him. Their hands touched as she tried to take it from him causing both of them to inhale.
"I would ask when will I see you again, but that would be too..fsngirl-ish" Ville laughed and pulled out his eyeliner, the only pen like object to write with. Nathalia smiled even brighter and happened to catch Bam on the phone laughing, no doubt it's about them.
"My cell need charging so call me tomorrow" he walked off and grabbed Bam by the hand towards the pick up area.
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Through out the rest of the day Ville was getting ripped on about his new crush. They ungreatfully kept calling her Paris Hilton even when they learned her real name. He knew it was all in good fun but Jesus can they just stop already? "Pack it in guys, it's not even funny anymore"
"That's what you think" Dico laguhed. Ville rolled his eyes when everyone laughed harder and started daydreaming about her. He was wondering how he missed her. She's dressed in Pink, how do you miss that?
"Thinking about Pepto Bismal" Dunn laughed.
"Fuck off" he laughed. It was around 3:30 in the morning everyone was passed out. Slowly he got up from the couch and went to his room. He says his because whenever he comes over he stays in the same exact room. He undressed and looked out the window, not being able to sleep right away. He just kept tossing and turning until he got comfortable. He ended up on his side facing the window and closed his eye, sheilding it from the moon's dim lgiht.
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Ville sat in the plane softly tapping his fingers on his thin thighs. Some may say that he is too thin yet then again look at Linde. He was getting restless just hating the wait before take off. He just likes to get on, go, and sleep in his bed. His thoughts on screaming at the pilot was cut short by something hitting his arm. He glanced over and to what he believed was the devil himself. No it was not a red demon stading in front of him, it was more a girl dressed in pink. "Sorry" she whispered turning red. Ville just blinked slowly not believing that people like her actually exist.
His only response was a nod that might've gone unnoticed. His green eyes went from her manicured nails to her pink skirt, pumps, and shirt. As painfully pink as she was at the moment, something was drawing his eyes towards her. "Do you dress like this all the time" he blurted out looking at her still. He couldn't believe how rude the question came out but he was still shell shocked.
"What"
"Sorry you're just so..pink She laughed nervously and rubbed her forehead.
"Come on do you think that just cause I dress this way I'm some happy-go-lucky girl"
"Kinda, but I see you more as a happy-go-lucky-American-girl"
"I was waiting for that to come. I suppose you want to know what I'm doing in Finland" she questioned looking at him again after staring at the person walking up the isle. Ville nodded looking into her pale blue eyes. "Well, I was flying to see your band". At that opportune moment Ville choked on his spit.
"My band, you came to see my band" he laughed with a new rasp in his voice. The pink covered redhead glared at him with a smirk.
"Laugh it up Finland. Here look at my ipod". Ville gave her a friendly glare and took the pink contraption from her. Her whole ipod was filled with what he thought would have been her worst nightmare. Impressed and a bit embarrassed he handed it back to her.
"I appologize for judging you"
"It's okay, i get that all the time. Got into a lot of shit because of it" she put ther headphones in and closed her eyes relaxing in the chair. Ville still kept looking at her even if she could feel his gaze on her. The only non-pink item she had on was her white hoody. Her hair was frizzy like Debra Messing in Will and Grace, and her lips, oh god her lips were covered in a light pink sheen. After 5 minutes he puts his headphones and closed his eyes as well.
~@~@~@~@~@~@~@~@~@~
"Willa" Bam yelled embracing his thin and tall friend. Ville gave him a kiss on the forehead and continued walking towards the Baggage Claim while Bam told him of the antics he's been in. Ville was listenin intently, but all sound seemed to disappear when he spotted a bit of pink. She noticed him as well and gave him a nonchalant wink before turning back around. "Holy shit dude do you see Paris Hilton over there". His laughter stopped when he got elbowed in the arm. "Ow, what the fuck".
"She's not like that. She's cool, I sat next to her on the plane and she's very much into the dark lord" Villes voice went deeper as his sentence came to an end. Bam walked towards the girl along with Ville who tapped her on the shoulder. Turning to Bam he gave him a small smirk to which Bam rolled his eyes and laughed at.
"Yes"
"Huh, what oh nothing. Nervous tick" Bam snickered and walked to the seats. He wasn't about to watch Ville try and mack with a girl. Plus he thought the view would be a lot funnier in that angle.
"I think they lost my luggage. How do you lose something so obvious. It's freakin' pink" she said changing the subject. Ville couldn't help but snicker at the fact that she didn't curse. Goodie-two-shoes.
"So, uh, anyways..um since you know my name I think it would be fair if I know yours"
"Nathalia, very American right" she smiled. Bam was laughing at how nervous the both of them were. You would think that since he gets onstage in front of a bunch of dudes and bitches, he'd be able to talk to a girl.
"Well, Nathalia" he said enjoying how her name felt on his tongue. "I have to go, Bammie's waiting for me and I believe our bags are here" Ville said pulling up both their bags. Nathalia smiled brightly and took it from him. Their hands touched as she tried to take it from him causing both of them to inhale.
"I would ask when will I see you again, but that would be too..fsngirl-ish" Ville laughed and pulled out his eyeliner, the only pen like object to write with. Nathalia smiled even brighter and happened to catch Bam on the phone laughing, no doubt it's about them.
"My cell need charging so call me tomorrow" he walked off and grabbed Bam by the hand towards the pick up area.
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Through out the rest of the day Ville was getting ripped on about his new crush. They ungreatfully kept calling her Paris Hilton even when they learned her real name. He knew it was all in good fun but Jesus can they just stop already? "Pack it in guys, it's not even funny anymore"
"That's what you think" Dico laguhed. Ville rolled his eyes when everyone laughed harder and started daydreaming about her. He was wondering how he missed her. She's dressed in Pink, how do you miss that?
"Thinking about Pepto Bismal" Dunn laughed.
"Fuck off" he laughed. It was around 3:30 in the morning everyone was passed out. Slowly he got up from the couch and went to his room. He says his because whenever he comes over he stays in the same exact room. He undressed and looked out the window, not being able to sleep right away. He just kept tossing and turning until he got comfortable. He ended up on his side facing the window and closed his eye, sheilding it from the moon's dim lgiht.