Made of Broken Stuff || Blind Channel

6. I've missed you

"Eden what the fuck?" Joonas questioned.

"I don't know what happened, okay! We were both quite drunk. And then it just... Happened." I tried to explain.

"Look, I'm not angry. He's a good looking guy, I get it. But I just don't want things to get weird. Does anybody else know?" He asked, sighing slightly.

"No. And you're not telling anybody. I'm telling this only because I needed to get it off my chest and I trust you. Besides, you wouldn't have stopped asking questions if I didn't tell you."

"Fair enough. What about Olli?" The guitarist questioned.

"What about him?"

"Well... I saw how you looked at him. Your stare told me more than a thousand words. Are you completely sure that you've moved on?" Fucking Mr. Fluffy. Why did he have to know me so well?

"Yes. Look, what Olli and I had is in the past. He's moved on, so have I. He's got a girlfriend, I want to give Aleksi a chance. What's the problem?" I asked, trying to simplify things.

"I just don't want you to torture yourself any more than you already have. But if you're sure, then I'm happy for you. Just... Be careful, okay?" The man sighed, clearly accepting his loss.

"I'm not a stupid teenager anymore, Joonas. I can take care of myself." I assured, making a small smile crawl on his face.

"Yeah. You definitely aren't a teenager anymore." He teased me.

"Are you calling me old? I would like to remind you that I am younger than you."

"Whatever. Let's order some food, I'm hungry as fuck." The man changed the subject, making me shake my head in amusement. He was amazing.

We ended up ordering pizza. I had to open the door since Joonas was sitting on the floor of his bathroom, throwing up violently. The delivery guy looked rather concerned and scared by the sounds from the bathroom. He was so young and clearly nervous. Maybe this was his first time delivering. Can't blame him, though. Joonas throwing up really does sound horrifying. Luckily the food had already been paid for, so I didn't really need to communicate in Finnish. I mumbled a silent 'kiitos' and closed the door.

"Good job, Porko. You scared the kid away." I yelled from the kitchen, setting the boxes down on the counter. Soon I heard him flushing the toilet, maybe ten seconds later he was standing in the kitchen with me.

"Shut up." He groaned, making me hold in a laugh.

The day went on, we didn't do much. Joonas was so hungover he could barely stand. We watched TV, the guitarist complained that there's nothing good on TV nowadays. I didn't understand a single word the people were saying behind the screen. It felt like I had completely forgotten the language. It was weird, since I had been able to speak it somehow when I was younger. There were some words that sounded more familiar than others, but I'd forgotten their meanings. It would be a long road to learn it all again. But since I'd decided to stay in Finland, I'd have a lot of time for that.

Back in high school, Joonas used to be the one to take care of me when I was lost and confused. He was so kind, caring and open minded. He knew everybody, and everybody knew him. Everybody liked him. He was that one guy that almost anybody could go talk to in the hallways. That was before Olli and I got together. After we started dating, it was Olli's job to look after me. Joonas never stopped caring, though. And of course I could ask any of the boys help if I had to, they were always willing to help.

I was sitting on the couch of Joonas' living room, staring at the TV with an empty stare. I was so bored. The man himself was taking a shower in the bathroom, so I was left alone. I thought about texting Aleksi, but something kept me from doing it. Then, all of a sudden, the doorbell rang. I yelled for Joonas, but he was too busy singing in the shower. I groaned and got up, heading towards the door. The person waiting in the staircase was a total surprise.

"Olli? What are you doing here?" I asked with a confused tone, looking at the man in front of me.

"Joonas left his charger at the studio yesterday." He said, showing me the wire he was holding in his hand.

"Typical Joonas. Nothing's changed I see." I laughed slightly, standing awkwardly at the door.

"Yeah, he's still a dumbass." The bassist added with a grin on his face.

"Oi! Who called me a dumbass?" I suddenly heard Joonas' voice right behind me. I had a fucking heart attack. I turned to face the blond, who only had a towel around his waist.

"Why the hell are you sneaking around like that?" I huffed, making them both laugh.

"Oh c'mon. You were just too distracted to notice me." The guitarist laughed.

"But hey, thanks for bringing it. Come in, I can make coffee since you came all the way here." He told Olli, then headed to the kitchen. It was somehow awkward to be around Olli after last night. But since he was invited, I had no choice but to get away from the door and let him inside the apartment. Joonas went to change his clothes, leaving me alone with the other man.

"So... Had fun yesterday?" He asked gently. Oh, he had no idea.

"Yes. It was really nice of you guys to take me with you." I said, pushing a small smile on my face.

"It's nice to have you back. We've all missed you." He continued.

"I've missed you too. I've missed you so much."

A/n:

Sorry for disappearing like that, I'm trying my best to get back to writing this!