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Nada I know that Per and Marie are not a couple, but I wrote this for the many fans who would like/have liked to see them as one. The events here are fictious and linking them to either Per or Marie was purely coincidental. Please keep and open mind while reading this and I hope you enjoy it... I hope you really don't see what is written here... "Jeny" |
| Nada Per did what he was longing for and kissed her. She kissed him back then crawled into his arms. "Per, I can't believe we did this." She whispered to him, opening a means for conversation.
Nada "Me neither. I'd dreamed of this, but thats all it was, dreams. I never thought I'd wake up with you in my bed," he said, then continued with a grin, "...I think I like this arrangement." Nada She smiled and said, "I've always wanted you, from the moment we met, but we were so young and stupid. I was always too afraid to persue anything and ruin our friendship." Nada He sighed, "Yes, that has always scared me. I never knew how to tell you what I felt so I put it into music, like most of the albums I've done." Nada She then sat up in bed surprised "What? You've been... writing about me?" He smiled and said, "Yes, all this time, its always been you. That song that you love so much "Call Of The Wild" is about you, how I hide everything I feel for you inside and not knowing how to get through to you, Marie, I love you more than words can ever tell. I always had, just didn't know how to tell you." After those words, silence cut through the room. For some time, the lovers lay there grasping all that had happened. Then, Per slowly got out of bed. Nada "Where are you going?" Marie said as if in fear that he would leave her. "To take a shower, we have to meet up with the band in a few hours." Marie watched him walk into his bathroom. She lay in his bed and ran inside her fantasies. Nada As was his ritual, Per turn the water as hot as it would go then stood in front of the mirror to shave. Quickly, the steam from the running water filled the room. Once Per was done he got in the shower and lathered himself up with soap. He tried not to think about what he had just done. Confessing his love to Marie had been silly. She probably thought the worst of him now. Some silly helpless romantic who even wrote songs about her. As he put his head under the stream of hot water, he couldn't help but think that he blew it with her. Surely they couldn't remain lovers and after what they'd done, they couldn't remain friends. "Fuck," he cursed as he put his hands on the wall to steady himself, "You've really screwed things up this time, Gessle." He said to himself. As he stood there, eyes closed and the water running over his head, he felt something touch his back. When he spun around to see what it was, his eyes fell on his beloved. Unbeknowest to him, Marie had come to join him. When he saw the grin on her face, he had to smile. Nada "I though that maybe you may need someone to wash your back," she said with a sly grin. Nada"I'm so lucky I had you here," Per replied while feeling her gaze on his body. Nada She laughed and he quickly took her in his arms and kissed her. The heat of the water added to the excitement. This was something new to the both of them. Never had either of them been intimate with anyone in the shower. It had been a major fantasy, but never a reality. Out of pure arousal, Marie quickly had Per pinned against the walls of the shower, something that was so tantalizing to him. She did nothing more than kiss him, but that was all he needed. Then she let go and took the soap, lathering her body. "Wow," was the only thing he could say. He watched her lathering her body, then she got under the running water. Nada Once she was done, Per turned the water as cold as it would go and stood under it for a while. When he saw Marie was going back to the water, he turned it back to hot and stepped out of the shower wrapping a towel around his waist. When she was done, Per was no where to be found. Marie quickly took a towel, wrapped it around her, and went out to look for him. She walked into the bedroom and found him partially dressed, wearing nothing but his tight black jeans that she loved so much. He was fixing the bed while humming "Another Place, Another Time." His lovely hair was wet and slicked back. Marie smiled, loving the way he looked. Nada Per was never the type of guy who left the house looking like some kind of hoodlum. Now that he was older and reached stardom with Gyllene Tider, he always liked to dress his best. Yet he is the type of man that any clothes made him look attractive. Usually he wore black jeans, a t-shirt and complimented the look with a sports jacket. She loved that about him, the simplicity in what he wore, yet the attractivness he possessed. So many women wanted him, but she was the one who had him now. This thought made a smile curve on her lips. When Per noticed her standing there watching him, he smiled. "Sorry I left you, I couldn't take it anymore." He said with a slight chuckle. Nada Marie laughed and said, "I don't know what got into me." Per picked her clothes up and walked towards her. "The same thing that got into me," he said with a grin, then popped kissed her. With that he walked out of the room. Marie felt so alive, she wanted to dance and sing and fly. She quickly dressed and then checked herself in the mirror, she was glowing. She wondered if anyone else could notice the glow over her. She picked her long hair up in a pony tail and walked out of the room. Per was now completely dressed and ready to go. "Marie, we don't have time for eating anything, so we'll pick something up on the way over." His voice and maner of speaking to her was different, almost cold, she wondered if he had erased what they'd done out of his mind. Was she just another notch on his belt? Nada Per looked at her. "What's wrong?" Nada Marie sat down on the couch and looked at him. "Was I just another for you to use and then toss away?" Nada Per looked at her, confused and hurt that she could think that of him. "What are you talking about?" Nada Marie then got up, "Nothing... nevermind.." Nada Per stood in front of her and took her hands, "If you think this was just a fling, that is not what I want and it is not what I intended, but we have to keep this away from everyone, family and friends alike. Too many will try to tear us apart. That I don't want." Per lifted Marie's head so that she would look in his eyes. "Marie, I swear to you, I ment what I said, I Love You, that is all there is to it..." Nada All that he had just said, hit her like a wave and she happily drowned it. "I Love You too," She said. That was all he needed to hear. He slowly reached down and gave her a soft kiss. Nada Per woke up startled by the sound of a piercing beeping noise. Sweaty and groggy, he jumped up off the couch and ran out to where the noise was coming from. The stove had been left on and smoke had filled the kitchen, setting off the smoke alarm. He quickly turned off the stove and opened the windows. The smell of the sea air filled his lungs as he stepped outside to the coolness of the fall air. His mind only knew one thing, Marie. That dream had woken up every ounce of desire inside him. There was only one thing in his way. He looked down at his left hand and to the ring there. He hated it for what it symbolized. To say that he didn't love his wife would be untrue. He does love her, but not ever in the way he will always love Marie. He pounded his fist against one of the walls, hoping the pain would stop himself from feeling for Marie. He pounded harder until he couldn't bear the pain anymore, then looked up to see the walls bloodstained. He looked down at his fist and saw that he had cut through the skin in several places. "Shit," he said as he looked at his injuries. He clutched his fist, but the blood kept dripping to the floor. Per began to feel empty inside and knew that he had to do the impossible and go to her. He got his hankercheif and wrapped it around his hand then quickly got his boots and jacket and headed for the garage. Moments later he stormed off on his Harley. |
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