Roll To Me (A Bam Margera Love Story.)

"Tell me."

"Vito!"

"What?"

 

"Row your boat!"

 

"Row my boat where?... Gently down the stream..."

I laughed at my favorite Don Vito moment on Viva La Bam, as I sifted through my clothes, trying to figure out what I needed more of, what I could get rid of. It was my first day off since I came back to work a week ago. It's been a lot of fun this past week, but the boys can be very rambunctious, and I find myself being more of a supervisor than a photographer, but nonetheless I love my job. Bam and I have been acting as if nothing happened, and have just been hanging out, joking around, being friends, but still, we both know that there is something between us, and we still have our moments where we get lost in each other. Ryan is constantly with me though, and because of that, we never lose it for too long. After I finish sorting my clothes, I grabbed my Slayer shirt that says, "Fuckin' Slayer" on it, and cut the sleeves off, before putting it on my favorite black skinny jeans, and slipping on my classic aviators. I slipped my Batman seatbelt buckle belt through my belt loops and clicked it closed. Running a brush through my hair, I tied a bandana in it, like a head band, and looked myself over, before deciding that I looked great. I slipped on my classic black and white Vans and walked downstairs to get a drink.

I turned the coffee pot on and turned on my docking station, hitting shuffle, before a D.R.U.G.S (Destroy Rebuild Until God Shows) song came on. I made myself a cup of coffee, singing along. "We just tear down the walls in the home that our jealousy built." I sang quietly as the front door opens and closes unexpectedly. I curiously crept around the corner to find Bam and Ryan pushing each other through the living room, trying to get through the house, most likely to find me. I cleared my throat and they both looked up at me, grinning from ear to ear. I laughed at their bright red faces, and heavy breath. "No having sex in my house guys, how many times do I have to tell you." I yelled as if I was mad, but the smile on my face said otherwise. "Why would I ever sleep with him?" Bam questioned, looking Ryan up and down, as if to say that he could do better. "Oh please, honey, I'm the best you'll ever have." Ryan replied in an overly girly voice. I smiled at the pair in front of me, wondering for a moment where I'd be at this moment, if I hadn't met them.

The boys finally settled the argument, by deciding that Dunn was completely fuckable and Bam was a homophobe. I rolled my eyes at the scene before me, and walked upstairs to grab my bag with my song book and my camera in it. Bam and Dunn were standing by the door, both scrolling through their phones. "Where are we going today, boys?" I questioned when I got in earshot of them. They both drew their attention to me, and put their phones away before Ryan tapped his nose as if to say that it was a secret. I sighed impatiently and they both chuckled at my annoyed expression. Dunn opened the door, and Bam threw his arm over my shoulder, leading me out to the rental car. I ignored the urge to lace my fingers through his fingers that lay loosely off of my shoulder. A sad sigh slipped from my lips accidently and Bam sent me a questioning look, to which I just shook my head and smiled at.

"Hey Dunn, hold on a minute." Bam yelled to Dunn as he pulled me to the side of the house. "You want to tell me what's wrong?" He ask looking down at me, as I fidgeted under his intense gaze. I was leaned up against the house while he stood over me. He placed a hand on the house, and stepped closer to me. I looked up at him, immediately getting lost in his eyes. "Tell me." I turned my head to the side, only to have him grab my chin in-between his thumb and index finger, and tilt my head up to look at him. He inched closer, and I felt myself completely freeze. He was an inch away from my lips when, he stopped. "Can I kiss you?... Please?" It sounded more like begging than just asking. His tine made me want to agree immediately, but I couldn't bring myself to use my voice. "Please?..." He begged again. "Y-yes." I stuttered out, before closing my eyes, but right as his lips brushed mine, a loud car horn blared, followed by Ryan's loud yelling for us to hurry up. I jumped away from Bam, but he on the other hand crashed his lips into mine, kissing me passionately, not even phased by Ryan. My eyes widened, before I melted into his touch, but as soon as I started kissing back, Bam pulled away, pecking my lips two more times, before walking away back to the car. I stood frozen for a minute before finding the feeling in my legs again.

What just happened?