For the next few months, my house was constantly full of laughs and shouts from Bam and Ry. The other guys tagged along sometimes but the three of us decided to start having movie nights, game nights, and nights out almost every day when they weren't working. Ry had asked multiple times why I don't work and it's not that I don't want to, it's that I don't need to. I have about 50k sitting in my savings account so anything I needed was pretty much already covered. The water and electric bills were always low since I had string lights up everywhere and just used them most of the time.
Ry and Bam were slouched into the beanbags, throwing random things at each other. I was upstairs when I heard something shatter.
"You've gotta be fucking with me." I rubbed my hand across my face bracing myself to see what had crashed to the ground.
"Clean it up shitbird! Before she comes down here!"
"You're the one who broke it asshole!"
I walked down the stairs to see the boys frozen in place over a pile of dirt and a shattered terracotta pot.
"Guys, really? that was my favorite plant." They had knocked down the cactus I had gotten from my mom's trip to Arizona. I lightly shoved them back and grabbed the broom, sweeping up all the dirt and saving the cactus. I put it into a smaller paper cup wth some simple potting soil until I could get more to make it look pretty again.
"we're sorry y/n"
"especially him since he's the one who broke it" Bam punched Ry's arm, and a disapproving glance followed it. And with that Bam shut his mouth. They turned on a movie and lounged back into the beanbag chairs.
To think about it now it's strange to see how much time has really gone past. I got here back in June, got really close with the boys, had media screaming wanting to know my identity, and Bam and I started talking in July. It was now October and it was beautiful outside, granted it was getting quite a bit colder now. Halloween was approaching and to say the least, we were all excited. We had all thrown around costume ideas but none of them stuck. After long debates, we decided to not do a group costume since no one could really agree on anything.
Steve-O was going to be an angel, Chris wanted to wear his devil costume again, and Ry decided to be a dead lumberjack and asked me to do his SFX makeup. I said yes obviously since I had been doing SFX since I was 14. Wee Man was going to be a baby, he said since it was a "cheap costume" but I think he just wanted an excuse to wear a diaper. Knoxville decided to be a slutty biker and asked to borrow my fishnet shirt. I had to agree because that was just going to be funny. The rest of us had no idea what we were going to be.
I pulled myself out of my thoughts and went to sit on Bam's lap. He wrapped his arm around me and pulled me close not looking away from the movie. We all just sat and watched Labyrinth because that's what I had in the DVD player. After the movie ended we just kept talking about our lives, our plans, and they even brought up a show that they were making with the other boys. They told me about how it was on MTV and it was just them being the idiots they are. It had brought an explanation as to why they started having more bruises than usual.
They turned off the movie and flicked my tv back to cable flipping to find MTV. They found it and coincidentally enough "Jackass" was going to be on in about 15 minutes. I smiled as they clicked on it, I could tell they were proud of it and loved it. I got up to get myself some snacks and use the bathroom quickly. I got back and plopped down on Bam just as the show was about to come on. I could see both the boys with beaming smiles on their faces, looking at me. I think they maybe, just maybe wanted me to like it.
I sat through the whole first episode just laughing my ass off. I was proud of them, they had a dream and they chased it into reality. All night we just watched reruns of the first season of their show, all of us falling asleep during one episode or another.
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Livin La Vida Bam
عاطفيةHello! I saw that there were very few Bam x Reader stories and I brought it upon myself to help all the other Bam lovers plus pushing myself to write again! anyways this story is about 18-year-old, well, you! read on to see how life become kinda str...