Recap: Before I can argue his annoyingness runs out... great now i'm gonna have to share my room AND bed? God I hate being the youngest. He yells down for me so me, Oystein, Varg, And Jorn to meet and talk about this over McDonalds, though I didn't pay attention other then the fact his name was Pelle Ohlin and he liked the smell of death. All night I was up drawing until dawn
You see a corpse like man come into you're room, Obviously that was Pelle. I guess he really is one with anything death related? He plopped down on the mattress Øystein brought up early in the morning and laid motionless for hours with corpse paint on and his eyes wide open. You didn't dwell on it much but as it got to be night and got colder and colder you became worried
Z: Are you alright?
No response
Z: Hey you alive?
Still nothing. You decide to get up and go sit with him, as you sigh you check for a pulse as his limp arms just allow you. You can definitely feel one.
Z: Hey it's really cold, think you might need an extra blanket?
Still nothing. He was by far the toughest person to speak to, you didn't want him to freeze to death but he REFUSED to speak. You grab you're blanket then retreat back over to him. You remove his leather jacket and cover him with both his blanket and yours the start drawing again.
P: What are you drawing?
Z: JESUS-
You freak out a bit not expecting that as he looks over intrigued. Once you're heart rate goes back to normal and you're brain processes that it wasn't god talking to you coming to hall you're ass away it was Pelle.
Z: Sorry. It's nothing
P: Didn't mean to startle you
His monotone voice was giving you the hint he's never been around a women that has shown or paid any attention to him other then his mother.
Z: It's fine
P: Okay.
After a long silence he groans and sits up.
P: Dead...
Z: Huh?
P: Well you've heard of Pelle according to you're brother... Well this is dead
Z: Cool
You were a bit stunned to speak. He was stunning and could tell you were a bit terrified so he smiled and hugged you with one arm, as he stood up you realized he was cut all over his arms and wrists.
Z: You cut too?
He looks back at you and just walks to you're shared bathroom, immediately regret washes over you're body as he locks the door, you decide to just stop drawing and instead just sigh and curl into a ball.
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FanfictionY/N (Zoella) Aarseth lives w/ her older brother. (Øystein Aarseth), Her brother is THE founder of the band "MAYHEM" while you are his 'manager' but when he's looking for a new vocalist Pelle Ohlin moves in sharing a room with you, slowly you two fal...
