Rendezvous | Bojan Cvjetićanin

Part 2: an invite

"Hey, Y/N!" someone shouted.

I turned around to see who it was. It was a girl with light brown-ish hair with bangs waving for me to come over. I recognized her. She was the singer representing Iceland this year. I walked over to her.

"Hi, Diljá, right?" I asked her to make sure yesterday's homework of listening to all of the Eurovision songs and learning a bit about the artists didn't go down the drain.

"Oh my God, yes! I hope you don't think I'm crazy for calling you over here out of nowhere when we don't even know each other," she said with an anxious face.

"Oh no, don't worry, everything is alright! It's actually very nice that you called me over since I was a bit anxious about not knowing anyone."

"I'm Diljá, yes. It's so nice to meet you. I absolutely love your song, and I couldn't not talk to you tonight," she had a big smile on her face.

"Aww, thank you so much. I'm Y/N." I laughed. "Your song is amazing too. I love the message behind it," I smiled widely like her.

We talked with Diljá some more during the time we had until we had to go prepare for our performances. While I was talking with Diljá, a couple of times I caught him staring at me, and every single time I felt my heart starting to beat faster.

I was sitting in my green room all mic-ed up since after 5 songs it was my turn. I decided to go quickly to the toilet and ran out the door. To my surprise, I bumped into someone.

"Oh my God, I'm so sorry. I didn't mean to," I said as I looked up at the person. I froze.

"It's all right." When I didn't move, he asked, "Were you hurrying somewhere?"

I blurted out something like 'Yeah, sorry, I have to go' and walked away as fast as I could. I could swear that I heard him scoff while I sped off.

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"And the next performance is Croatia with Y/N performing her song Rendezvous!" I heard the host say as that was my cue to get on stage.

"Hola, Barcelona! Are you ready to sing with me?" The crowd screamed. "Let's go," I said into the mic when I heard the song's first notes.

The crowd was amazing, and I was delighted to perform for such a crowd. When I finished my performance, I got backstage and was greeted by my team cheering me on.

After the concert ended, it was time for the after-party at our hotel. I got to talk with artists like Sudden Lights from Latvia, Blanca Paloma from Spain and Monika from Lithuania. All of the artists I got to interact with were so nice and so much fun to have around. At this point, I was pretty tipsy from the drinks. I decided to go outside for some fresh air because it was getting too stuffed inside. I sat down on one of the patio couches that were there. I leaned my head back and closed my eyes.

"Mind if I sit here?" a voice said, making me jump as I shot my eyes open. He was pointing at the chair next to the couch I was sitting on.

"No, of course not," I said as I sat up straight.

"I never got to properly introduce myself. I'm Bojan," he said with the prettiest smile I've ever seen.

Trying to make my voice seem not so nervous, I replied, "I'm Y/N. It's nice to meet you." I offered my hand.

"Nice to meet you too," he shook my hand.

"So, are you enjoying the Eurovision life?" he leaned back in the chair with a grin.

"It is a busy schedule, but so far, I'm definitely having a lot of fun. How about you?" I raised my eyebrow.

"Like you said: busy but fun so far," he laughed.

There was a slightly uncomfortable silence between us but then I remembered.

"I'm sorry that I bumped into you earlier," I said with an apologetic smile.

"No, it's completely fine. You don't have to apologize," Bojan also smiled.

I stared at him for a little bit too long, and when I realized, I quickly looked away.

"Y/N!!! There you are!"

I saw Lana step outside and start walking towards me. She was all wobbly. Probably from the amount of alcohol she had.

"Oh, God. I think I should go take care of her," I looked at Bojan. He nodded. "I guess see you later," I smiled slightly.

"See ya," he raised his hand.

"Jesus, Lana, you're wasted," I said, throwing her arm around my shoulder. "I think that's enough partying for today."

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"Mi bomo celo noč plesali," I sang into the studio microphone. It was the next day, and I had woken up early in the morning to come here to record my cover of Carpe Diem for Eurovision's A Little Bit More series and film a video for it.

Everything went by quickly and smoothly, so I got back to the hotel early. I was waiting for the elevator to go up to my room when someone tapped my shoulder, and I turned around.

"Hey."

"Are you like stalking me?" I said and scoffed.

"Well, our paths seem to cross a lot," Bojan stepped next to me. I didn't say anything.

"Oh right, hi," I looked at him. He smiled.

The elevator opened, and we both stepped in. I reached to press the floor button as well as he did.

"Oh," we both said and giggled. He signalled me to go first, so I did.

"I didn't know we were staying on the same floor," he looked at me.

"Neither did I," I said surprised.

After a short silence, he said, "So, how's your friend?"

"Well, I had to leave early in the morning to go to a studio record something, so, at that time, she was still sleeping. But I think she's going to be pretty hungover when she wakes up."

"Got it. So, new music coming soon?"

"More like a cover," I looked at him and smiled.

"Of which song?" he looked like he was interested.

"Yours," I said awkwardly and looked away as the elevator came to a stop and the doors opened.

"Well, I will look forward to hearing it," he said with a huge smile. He was so adorable. I smiled back at him. I stepped out of the elevator.

"Bye, I guess," I started walking backwards towards my room.

"Bye," he waved while also walking backwards.

I turned around to go to my room.

"Y/N?" he shouted down the hall.

"Yeah?" I turned to look at him.

"The boys and I and some other artists are going out later in the evening to explore the city and maybe go grab a few drinks. Maybe you want to join us? You could bring your friend," he rubbed the back of his neck.

"Uh...Sure," I smiled.

"Let me give you my number."