Scared To Death [Ville Valo Romance]

Meeting Ville

Becky was from a small town in Minnesota. She has long black hair, and her favorite band was HIM.

Becky wondered what it would be like to be with someone like Ville.  She always fantisized about him.  Fantasy doesn't come true though.  Or does it?

She got ready for the HIM concert that night. She took a shower, and put on her favorite HIM shirt, and a black pair of skinny jeans, then headed out the door.

As soon as she reached the venue, her heart began to pound.  What if she met Ville? What would she say?  "Don't be stupid Becky" she muttered to herself.  Once she got inside, she was right by the stage.  That made her even more nervous.

Ville seemed to notice her, and kept staring in her direction. 'There is no way he is looking at me', she thought, noticing all the other girls around her. As he sang, her heart melted.  His beautiful green eyes, still seeming to look at her as he sang his last song, Like St. Valentine.

Once she was outside she lit a cigarette.  Her nerves calmed after the first few drags.  Someone sat next her and also lit a cigarette.  "May I join you, love?" The guy next to her asked.  He was sweaty, and hiding his face in a black hoodie.  "I suppose that would be ok, as long as you don't rape me or anything" she laughed.  He laughed.  "Nothing of the sort, sweetheart."

"Do you want to go for a walk with me?" The stranger asked.  "Of course" she replied.  Once they reached a park, far away from the venue, they sat under a tree.  "Are you going to tell me your name?" She asked the stranger.  "You first, love" he replied.  He had a deep voice with an accent, that she adored.  "My name is Becky." She said eager to hear his.  "My name is Ville." Her mouth dropped open.  "As in...Ville Valo?"