All I Know | Bojan Cvjetićanin

15. A Little More Than I Thought

Eva's POV

When Bojan woke up that next day, I had already been up for a couple of hours. I had taken the liberty of putting some of Bojan's clothes from the UK tour in the washing machine. I made myself some breakfast and answered some emails until I heard sounds coming from Bojan's bedroom. I knocked on the door and peeked inside. Bojan was sitting up in his bed, his hair was all over the place, but in a cute, adorable way. "How are you feeling?" I asked as I stepped inside. I could vividly remember the state he was in last night. And I don't think I could ever forget the images that were running through my mind right now. It was just the furthest thing from how I had gotten to Bojan. He was always energetic, always eager to make someone smile, and last night he was just so... vulnerable, so fragile.

"Pretty good." That goofy smile of his was back, as was the spark in his eyes.

I quickly rushed into his bedroom and sat down on the bed with him, tightly hugging him to my chest. "You can't let us scare us like that again. You have to look after yourself." I muttered against his hair. I felt a lump in my throat grow, feeling myself getting closer to tears.

Bojan wrapped his arms around me and pressed a kiss against my head. "I know, I'm sorry." He murmured softly while rubbing my back. It worked soothingly, I could feel myself calm down. Those tears that I thought were bound to fall down anytime soon suddenly seemed to have made their way back to where they came from.

"No, I'm serious Bojan. You can't wear yourself out like this and then just refuse to get any sort of rest. And don't try to bullshit me by saying you didn't have time to rest yesterday. You've been texting me non stop." I might sound like his mom at the moment, but I didn't care. He needed to hear he had been an irresponsible arsehole. 

When Bojan just laughed at my rant I gently pushed myself off him, quickly climbing off the bed. "Do you think it's funny?! Do you think anyone had a good time after the concert? Don't you think the others were also tired and wanted to rest instead of having to look after you? I don't want this to happen every time we're on a different side of the planet Bojan."

In the middle of my rant, Bojan climbed out of bed as well. I only just realised he was still in the same clothes as the night before. "Please let me talk, Srcek." Bojan whispered as he held my hands in his. "I know it was stupid of me. I know I fucked up. I was just laughing because you're insanely hot when you're trying to be all bossy." I could feel my cheeks burning as he spoke. Both with anger and out of feeling flustered. "And because I still have no idea how you're here when you are supposed to be in LA. But I'm so so happy you're here instead." Bojan said and wrapped his arms around my waist, and in return I wrapped mine around his neck. I was still incredibly angry with him, but it was hard not to cave under his touch. Not like this. He still looked sleepy, his expression so soft, innocent almost. And a few days ago that'd be the last adjective I'd use to describe him. "I may have missed you a little more than I thought I would. And I may like you a little more than I thought I liked you. But we can figure this out together. This won't happen again. Honestly, Eva. I'd rather be with you five weeks a year than be with someone all the time but that person not being you."

"I may have missed you a little more than I thought too." I whispered before kissing him softly. "Maybe just brush your teeth first. And have a shower and change into some clean clothes. I'll make you something to eat. I'll tell you all about my flight here when you're back. And you better be truthful about this not happening again. Your friends don't deserve that."

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I decided to just make something simple from whatever I could find in the fridge. There were some eggs, smoked salmon and feta, perfect to make an omelette. When Bojan walked into the kitchen, wearing blue shorts that showed off the tattoo on his upper leg and a simple white T-shirt, the food was almost done. "I could get used to this." Bojan said with a grin as he stood next to me and kissed my cheek.