Just another love story about Bam Margera Part 1: Were the fuck have I got myself into!
You dried your tears as you sat in your seat. It was first class, so you figured Bam paid for your ticket, again.
You missed your family and friends already. But you knew it was good for you, it was good that you did this.
I'm doing the right thing… they will understand, you told yourself, you hoped that you would believe it after a few times.
And you really needed to see Ryan again, you missed him so much! You loved him like life, what to do without him?
But he was not your lover or something like that. Just friends. And he was with your good friend Norah. She came with you to Castle Bam once, and she and Ryan immediately fall in love. Then she moved to Castle Bam to live with Ryan and to be happy in love, which was her biggest dream.
You knew this was going to happen, and that's why you've chosen Norah to come with you, and not Annie. Annie was your other best (girl) friend; you couldn't live without her…
No! Don't think of that! It's good for you!
You ignored the feeling and thoughts and started to think about the people you were going to see. Raab and Dico and the rest.
You couldn't wait till you would see them again. You were as much a jackass as they were, so you surely would have loads of fun there.
Yeah, things will be fine.. Bam….
You would see Bam again. The last time you saw him (a year ago, in Switzerland on a ski vacation) he tried to kiss you.
When you thought back about that short feeling of his lips on yours… Oh it made you melt. You could remember everything. You were talking on the balcony of the house. He asked what you wanted to do and stuff like that. You had great fun.
You looked in his eyes, and it seemed like they were two stars, full of light and joy. Slowly he got closer, while he was still looking at you. You remembered it all.
How the place looked, how his lips felt, how he looked and the way he looked after you pulled back…. His eyes were full of feelings.
You could see he was disappointed, maybe even saddnes. He said he was sorry, he said it in a whisper, before walking away.
He just left you there, so confused, you didn't even knew were you where.
But when you remembered, and as you realised what happened, you called his name.
But he didn't answer. You felt so miserable. It was just a kiss, nothing more.
Maybe it was more? It was more for me; else I wouldn't have been so confused. But it wasn't more for him. No way.
It could never be you two together. No, it was not an option. He was famous and stuff (that didn't really bother you, but you needed some reasons things could never work out between the two of you), and he was just…
You never really had deep conversations with him. And you've probably hurt his feelings when you pushed him away, when he tried to kiss you. It was like you could feel his lips again and you wanted so badly that you could feel more of him than just his lips…
No! Don't even dream of that! It's never gonna happen! Love won't hurt me again! Not again! And surely not with Bam! I promised myself not to fall in love again, and I won't. I'll be Miss Independent.
You slammed your head against the window. "Auch!"
Not smart.
You put on your headphone and start listening to the music that was on your mp3 player.
One hour later you were falling asleep and the last thing you saw was Bam's eyes, the way they were when he got close to you to kiss you. You could feel his lips again.
Were the fuck did I gotten myself into?
Was the last thing you thought, before falling in a long, deep sleep.
A few hours later your eyes flutter open and you noticed that the man who was sitting next to you was looking at you.
You gave him a 'what are you looking at' look, and hoped that he would look away. But hope is a betraying friend, and he kept looking.