After Effects

Chapter 8. - I've got a Crush, it's Crushing Me

(I'd listen to 'Crushing Me' on repeat during this chapter if i were you.) 

Bojan's POV:

The bus stopped in front of our hotel. The whole night had gone by like a blast, i had been drinking and dancing and singing. To be honest i really needed to get some sleep or i wasn't gonna get completely healthy before going to Tel Aviv tomorrow. 

I walked out of the bus with my arms around Nace and Jure. We were laughing like little kids and had been for about 10 minutes now. I don't think non of us could remember why we even started laughing in the first place but for some reason we couldn't stop and we just kept doing things that made us laugh. Blame it on the alcohol. 

I stumbled a little bit and let go of the guys. We laughed at that. I looked to my right and saw Kris stumble out with Tuva clinging to him on his back. They were laughing as well. From how steady Kris was walking i could tell he wasn't even nearly as drunk as Tuva was. She had definitely had a fun night. I hadn't talked to her since... well, since we almost kissed... again. But i had seen her drinking quite a lot of shots and drinks since then. Before going to the interview i saw her take 2 shots from Conor. She had been drinking a lot since that happened almost like her goal was to forget that this night even happened. 

She was laughing way longer than Kris so she must be really drunk. She rested her chin on her best friend's shoulder and said something to him, i couldn't hear what. 

"Night guys, i better go to bed." I smiled and walked over to Kris and Tuva. Jan and Nace walked towards the hotel. 

Tuva was playing with Kris' hair as Kris was standing with his phone, it was as if it was normal to have Tuva on his back. Kris took a double look at me when he saw me. I lifted my arms as if i was gonna hug them but stopped in front of Kris.

"Hey i was just about to call you." Kris said and put his phone into his coat pocket. "Do you think you could take care of her? She's drunk out of  her mind." Kris turned around so Tuva's back was facing me. 

"Nejjj jeg vil sove med dig." (Nooo i wanna sleep with you) Tuva whined and let go of Kris' hair to wrap her arms around his neck and tighten her legs around his waist. Tuva had a habit of switching languages when she was drunk - mostly to her mother tongue. I had learned enough danish for me to know that 'Nej' meant 'No' and a few other words but not enough to know what she'd just said. Kris didn't seem to have any idea of what she was saying so instead he just gave her a random response. 

"Honey, I know Bojan snores but you have to sleep with him tonight." Kris chuckled. I rolled my eyes and grabbed Tuva by the waist, however she was quick to jump down.

"Nej, lad vær!" (No, don't) She said and almost fell from how drunk she was. I was quick to grab her though. 

"Jesus, how much did she drink?" I looked up at Kris who just looked at me with raised eyebrows and shrugged his shoulders. 

"I literally couldn't keep track." He then says to which i sigh. I'm still holding Tuva by her arms, making sure she's not going anywhere. I look at her while i'm trying to determine how many drinks she must've had. 

"Hvad?" (what?) She mumbled while frowning her eyebrows at me. I shook my head, not knowing what she was saying. 

"Solveig, you're literally speaking another language." She looked pretty offended by that statement as if we were supposed to understand her fluently. 

Her frowned eyebrows made me wonder, was she mad at me about earlier? She certainly didn't seem like it was bothering her the least because she had been hanging out Kris since it happened and didn't seem to have a care in the world that we almost kissed for the second time.