Made of Broken Stuff || Blind Channel

4. Someone special

After a while of chatting and catching up, they headed back to work. I couldn't stop looking at him. His voice was enchanting, it felt like I was hypnotized by it. The smell of his cologne was making me completely crazy. I could drown in his eyes for the rest of my life. But suddenly it all felt so wrong. He had a fiancée, it felt wrong to think about those things anymore. Of course I was happy for him, but this wasn't exactly the way I had imagined the reunion. Well, at least this was better than him not wanting to see me at all.

The new guy, Aleksi, had turned out to be a gentleman. He was not only funny, but also really respectful and kind. I felt immediately comfortable around him. He was also quite handsome. It was funny, because he was both hot and cute, just like a bassist I once loved. I had been completely swallowed by my own thoughts, as if I was alone at the studio. I could hear them speaking, but I couldn't make out any of it. One of the reasons must've been the fact that they were speaking in Finnish. I did catch a few words and phrases, but nothing much. Even if I lived in Finland as a teenager, I hadn't learned fluent Finnish.

We left the studio quite early, since we were supposed to meet again at a bar later. I had drank with them when we were still underage, but obviously we'd never been to a bar together before. I had a feeling that the night was going to be interesting. From what I'd heard, Joonas tended to get lost during night outs. And of course, being good friends, the others always needed to look for him afterwards. I laughed so freaking hard, when they told me they had actually been in that situation many times before. I suggested that they could attach a GoPro to him.

"C'mon! Why are you taking so long?" Joonas asked outside the bathroom door, as I was getting ready. We had just been hanging out at his place for the rest of the day, and now it was finally time to go.

"Shut it! I can't go out looking like a gremlin, can I?" I yelled from the bathroom, trying to apply some eyeliner.

"Love, you're not a gremlin. More like a Rölli, but whatever." He commented, making me roll my eyes even if he couldn't see it. I didn't know what he meant by Rölli, but I didn't care.

"Fucking finally!" Joonas huffed as I walked out of the bathroom.

It was funny that he rushed me all the time because he was really careful with his appearance too. He adjusted his hair in front of the mirror for ten minutes, before we finally managed to leave the apartment. We took a taxi to the bar, since we wouldn't be in the condition to drive. The driver was a slightly older woman, who had a grumpy look on her face for the whole time. Luckily I wasn't alone, since Joonas was there. It would've been so awkward to just sit in silence until we'd be there. Joonas explained something to me in Finnish, knowing damn well I didn't understand any of it. I could tell it by the shitty grin on his face.

We arrived at the destination, finally. The others were already sitting at a table in the corner of the whole place. We joined them soon after getting ourselves drinks. It was pretty quiet in the bar. There weren't too many people, which was of course a good thing. I didn't really like to stand in the middle of sweaty people dancing around and spilling their drinks on me.

"So, Eden. What exactly made you move back here? Your answers have been way too simple to be true." Joel stated. What should I even say? I didn't feel like being too specific.

"Joel's right. You just said you needed change, but nothing else." Joonas backed his taller friend.

"That's the truth. I didn't feel like staying in Oslo, so I wanted some change and decided to come back." I said simply, shrugging slightly.

"Hah. But what made you want that change you keep talking about?" The blond singer questioned. I was getting a little uncomfortable, even if I knew they didn't mean to be rude.