It's All in How You Mix the Two

The girls screamed in surprise and quickly spun around to see the face of the person who had just saved them from the angry guard's rage.

"Jeph?" Alexandra asked in surprise as soon as she regained her ability to speak. He smirked at the girls whose eyes were full of surprise and crossed his arms over his bare chest. A white towel with the hotel's logotype on was tied around his waist and his tattooed skin was still wet from the shower.

"So would you mind telling me why you're being chased by one of the hotel security guards?" he asked with an amused facial expression. He invited the girls to take a seat in the black couch while he went to put some clothes on. The girls explained the whole situation and he couldn't help but laugh at their thoughtlessness and get impressed by their sneaky ways to escape the suspicious security guard.

"Let's see if I got this right; you don't have anywhere to spend the night or any money left for the ride home?" he asked them and they nodded their heads slightly, blushing in embarrassment. He chuckled for a short while before he finally opened his mouth to speak again. "I'll let you crash here tonight, you can sleep in the king size bed and I'll explain to the rest of the guys once they get back," he offered. Both girls' mouths hung open as they were amazed by his kindness.

"Really? Oh my-- are you sure? I mean... really? Are you serious?" Frida spoke incoherently.

"Of course I'm serious. Why the surprised faces? I've been a teenager too you know, I've made my mistakes. Do you really think I have the heart to leave you girls to spend the night outside risking pneumonia or let you get into serious trouble just because you wanted to see my band play?" he asked them, sounding rather offended by their reaction.

"Thank you so much," Alexandra whispered almost inaudibly low.

"Two girls like you shouldn't walk the streets alone at night, something bad could happen. You look exhausted, I suggest that you change into something dry and then get some sleep," Jeph said friendly to the dirt blonde girl as he noticed that Frida had fallen asleep on the couch.

"Okay, I better wake up Frida, because if she doesn't get to brush her teeth before she goes to sleep she will wake up in the middle of the night and freak out about it. I made that mistake once," Alexandra explained, giggling at her friend's obsession with brushing her teeth. Jeph nodded and sat down on the couch to watch some movie on the TV to pass the time until the rest of the guys came back. He had intended to turn in early that night, but figured it would be better for him to wait until his band mates came back to avoid misunderstandings.

"Are you still up? I thought you were turning in early," the band's guitarist with dark brown tousled hair spoke before dropping down on the couch.

"There are two girls sleeping in the king size bed, so Bert will have to share room with Dan," Jeph explained rubbing his tired eyes.

"O-kay," he said dragging out on the 'O'. "Shouldn't you inform Bert about that before he walks into the room and crash on the bed?" he laughed as the mentioned tottered over to the bedroom on unsteady feet. Jeph jumped up from the couch and hurried over to block the door as it was about to open.

"You'll have to share room with Dan, this room's taken," he informed the confused dirt blonde singer.

"Oh, who's getting laid?" Bert giggled trying to get his band mate out of the way to get a sneak peek.

"No one, there are two girls in there sleeping, I don't want you to disturb them," Jeph sighed at his wasted friend's perverted train of thought. The friend wiggled his eyebrows at this and a perverted grin spread across his face.

"Since when do you take in groupies?" Jepha groaned and slapped Bert's face.

"They're not groupies, just two girls in the need of a helping hand. Leave them alone for now and I'll explain in the morning once you've sobered up." He pushed the singer with shoulder length greasy hair in another direction before he went to finally get some longed-for sleep.

"Wake up," the guitarist said softly as he turned on the lights in order to wake the two girls up. He smiled as one of the girls sat up in the king size bed, her platinum blonde hair tousled. Her blue eyes widened slightly at the sight of the man by the bed and her lips curled up into a genuine smile. "Hey, I'm Quinn," he introduced himself holding his hand out for her to shake.

"I'm Frida and that's Alexandra," she said blushing lightly as she pointed down at her sleeping friend. "She's definitely not a morning person... Could you please wake her up for me?" she asked looking pleadingly at him as she got out of the bed.

"Okay," Quinn laughed as the platinum blonde made her way to the bathroom. "Hey Alex, time to wake up," he said shaking the girl's shoulder gently. She just groaned and turned to the other side. He sighed and pulled the covers off her.

"Men vafan..." she cursed in a foreign language and finally opened her eyes to look at him. Her bright eyes grew wider and her mouth hung open. "Wah!" she yelped in surprise as she fell backwards onto the carpeted floor. Quinn couldn't help but laugh as he jogged over to help her up.

"Hey, are you alright?" he asked friendly, offering her his hand. "I'm Quinn by the way," he added as she accepted his help.

"I-I know... I'm Alexandra," she said blushing deep red.

"Oh, I know. Your friend told me," Quinn smirked. "We're getting some breakfast now, Jeph told me to wake you up."

"Oh, okay..." she said slowly as she remembered the night before. "I'm just going to get dressed," she said absentmindedly as she couldn't let her eyes of his chocolate brown ones.

"Sounds like a good idea," he said winking at her before he left the room.

"Hey, nice shirt!" the dirt blonde singer complimented the platinum blonde girl as she, Quinn and Alexandra walked their way over to the table by the window.

"Thanks," Frida smiled blushing slightly as she looked down at her black and gray David Bowie t-shirt. Bert started humming at one of her favorite songs as she sat down on the opposite side from him.

"You've got your mother in a whirl, she's not sure if you're a boy or a girl. Hey babe, you hair's alright, hey babe, let's go out tonight!" Bert sang grinning widely, causing his fellow band mates and the girls to smile. "I'm Bert, by the way."

"I'm Frida and that's Alexandra," Frida said shyly, hiding behind her half-long hair.

"Don't be shy!" Bert giggled making both of the girls look away blushing.

"So where are you from if you're not Norwegian?" Quinn asked interestedly a few moments later.

"We're from Sweden," Alexandra spoke.

"Oh, we're going to Sweden tomorrow... What do you say guys, should we give those beautiful girls a lift?" Quinn said looking at his band mates.

"Yeah, I'm fine with it," Jeph smiled.

"Sure," Dan shrugged.

"Only if they help cleaning up the tour bus, it's a mess," Bert smirked.

"What do you say, do you want to come with us?" Quinn asked turning toward the astonished girls.

"Seriously?" Frida asked and Quinn nodded. "Yeah, wow... that's so kind of you."

"What can I say, we have our moments," Jeph laughed.