Déjà Vu

Chapter 12

I woke up in the next morning with the most beautiful sight I've ever had. Marko's innocent face was just inches away from mine. His eyes were closed and his lips parted. I smiled softly. His breaths were regular and quiet. Marko had wrapped his arms around my waist and his head cuddled into my chest. I wore the large grey pullover, he had lent me after the first pre-party in Madrid, and some cozy pants. With slow movements I pulled out some strands of his white hair out of his face. I still couldn't believe what happened yesterday. I had never been so happy before. The early morning sunshine's flashed through the window. The weather was pretty good and the sky was coloured in pink, blue and orange. I gasped a little when I realized that today was our last day in London, the last visit in another country before the First Semi-Finale. My heart immediately started racing. Soon it would become very serious. Carefully I tried to get out of Marko's grip to stand up but of course, he noticed. Marko groaned, tightened his grip and moved closer on top of me. I chuckled and unfortunately the vibration of my chest completely woke him. Marko stretched himself with a loud yawn. I couldn't help but grin. He was just too adorable. "Hey", he said with his low, raspy morning voice and half open eyes. He sounded really sexy with that voice. I cupped his face with my hands and stroked his cheeks with my thumbs. "Hey", I responded breathy. He slowly sat up and my gaze immediately fell to his bare chest. "I will never get used to it", I whispered and chuckled. Marko smirked cheeky. Suddenly he grabbed me by my waist and put me on his lap. I gasped and held on to his shoulders. He looked at me with such a seductive mimic, he was still grinning and his eyes had this strange emotion in them that made me feel shy. Like I did before, he pulled out the lost strand of hair out of my face and put it behind my ear. "Oh, I will get used to it very fast", he breathed and laid his head back. I never knew that side of him, that confident, flirty one. Actually it was always me who acted confidently and brave but something changed since yesterday. Now that I was all his, he didn't hesitate anymore. He knew exactly I liked every move, every touch he did. And he knew,...that I craved for him. He pulled me closer and gently placed a kiss on my cheek. Marko smiled and I shook laughing my head. Without another thought, I claimed his lips and moved against them. He growled quietly into the kiss and I took the chance to slip my tongue into his mouth. Of course, he won the little fight but at least I tried. His hands wandered over my body and the heat inside of me raised. Before all of that escalated, I pulled away. I climbed from his lap out of the bed. His confused mimic made me laugh. "Marko, we're not on a honey moon. We have to get up. We already missed two interviews yesterday, because we had spent the rest of the day in my room. We can't miss more." I pulled the sheets aside. "Also today's the last day in London!", I added. He sighed and put a pillow over his face. A wide grin took over my lips when I thought about a solution on how to get him out of the bed. I tangled my fingers into each other behind my back, in order to get into an innocent-looking posture, and raised my eyebrows. By pulling every word manipulating into the length, I asked: "Do you want to join me in the shower?" His head immediately snapped up. It made me laugh so hard, I could barely calm myself. "Watch out, Marko. Soon I'll believe you just want me because of my body!", I added, interrupting my laughter and acting strict. Marko touched dramatically the area of his heart with his right hand and breathed in sharply. "How could you believe such thing about me?!" I chuckled and turned around. "But that doesn't mean I'm not taking the offer!", he added and jumped out of the bed. Like a little cat he followed me into the bathroom.

Marko and I walked confidently towards the cafeteria, prepared for every confrontation with our managers. "I don't think they are here", I whispered to him before we sat down at a table together. "Celestia!", someone shouted and I turned my head. Angelina came in a fast pace in our direction. Her mimic was frustrated and her eyes looked like she had cried the whole night before. Tears gathered in her eyes again and I immediately stood up to wrap my arms around her. It made me extremely sad that it mattered so much to her, whether I was mad or disappointed about her sudden leaving, without telling me, on the night of the pre-party. She really didn't know that I felt neither way about that action. I stroked over her back with slow movements and whispered "It's okay" a multiple times in her ear. "I am so sorry I left you alone there, Celestia. I was so drunk and...and I wasn't aware of the danger I put you in..., being all on yourself...,alone", she explained under her sniffs. "I know, Lina. Everything's fine now and like you said, you were also very drunk. I don't blame you." A slight smile covered her trembling lips. "Thank you", she whispered and hugged me again. "Joost feels extremely sorry too, but he can't show up right now and apologize because he's kinda sick today. You can visit him in his room if you want to." I nodded and grimaced my face into a worried mimic. "Fortunately we'll leave today so he can rest a little bit the next days", I responded and sat back down in front of Marko who was just watching our dramatic behaviour the whole time. With my right hand I patted on the seat beside me to gesture Angelina to sit down. She hesitated but when I pulled her by her hand on to the bench, she accepted her fate.