You Were Meant for Me

Chapter Ten: Stare and drool

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“Hello?” I answered, excusing myself from the group.

“Wynter, it’s dad. I’m so sorry, but there was an emergency earlier and I’ve been at the hospital for the last few hours with mummo, pappa, and mom. There is no way I can get you. Do you think you could get Lauri to take you home? There should be a key outside, I'm not sure where though so let me ask.” My mind started racing a million miles an hour and I didn’t even notice he stopped speaking to me for a second. “Nevermind. There’s no key anymore. Would you be okay staying with Lauri or I can send Niko to get you? I'm sure he'd be fine with you staying.”

“Dad, what happened? Do I- Should I come there? I can take a taxi or-”

“Don't worry, mummo is fine. She's just having a bad day and felt like she needed to come. Wynter, there isn't much to do except wait. I imagine we’ll be home tomorrow morning. Do I need to ask Niko?”

“I don’t know, dad. Can I let you know in a few minutes?”

“Yes, of course. Call me back when you can. I love you, sunshine.”

“Love you too, dad.”

I hung up the phone and called Lauri. His phone went straight to voicemail, so I tried again only to hear the same message. I felt my eyes starting to water as the panic started to set in. I didn’t know what else to do, so I hit redial again. I had to get Lauri to answer, I had nowhere to go. I kept calling his phone, but he never picked up. The hot tears were coming down uncontrollably now as I put my phone away in defeat.

“Wynter?” Ville spoke softly as he came to my side. “What’s wrong, my darling girl?”

“Nothing.” I lied, wiping my face. “I’m fine, everything is okay. I’m fine. Are you fine?”

“You’re crying. Everything is not okay." He grabbed one of my hands as I tried to walk away, not wanting to cry in front of him. "Talk to me, what's troubling you so much?”

“I don’t know what to do, Ville. My grandmother is sick and they took her to be checked today and no one is home. I tried to call Lauri, but he won’t answer his phone. I have nowhere to go! I just- I don’t know. My father offered to send his friend, the guy from the airport, but I don’t know him that well. It’s better than sleeping outside, I guess.”

“You could stay with me tonight if you want, Wynter. I have enough room, but that’s only if you want, of course. I would never want you to do what makes you uncomfortable.”

I thought about it for a minute, trying to make up my mind. I didn’t know Niko at all, but he was my father’s best friend. On the other hand, I knew Ville a little bit better and felt safe with him. I would only stay for a few hours until my family got back or until someone could get me. Plus it would give me more time with Ville.

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The taxi came to a stop on a dark street outside of a dimly lit lot. Ville paid the driver and got out then held his hand out for me to take. As I followed him up a few concrete steps, I gasped as I saw a tall tower looming in front of us. He unlocked the gate, then a door, and led me inside. I couldn't believe what I was seeing.

“Holy fuck... You live here? You live in a fucking tower?”

Ville chuckled to himself as he gave me a tour of his tower. It was honestly the coolest place to live, better than any normal house. He showed me to the guest bedroom, which was across from his bedroom, then led me to the very top of the tower. We stood in a beautiful black and white room with glass windows and a door that led out to a balcony. The lights of the city were visible even from inside.

He asked if I wanted to go look, but I shook my head no, asking if we could go back down. He didn’t say anything as we retreated down the stairs. I sat on the sofa and somewhat expected him to sit beside me, but he didn’t. We sat on opposite ends of the long couch in complete silence. I kept sneaking glances at him, but his gaze was fixed on the floor. I had no idea what was wrong, or if something was even wrong. Had I managed to upset him already?

“Ville?” I asked softly, barely above a whisper. “Did I offend you or make you mad at me? We can go on the balcony if you want, I’m sorry. I’ve been standing all day and just wanted to sit for a little while. Please don’t be angry.”

“Oh no, my darling girl. I’m not upset with you.” He sighed, looking up from the floor. “I thought you had changed your mind about wanting to stay here. That made me a little sad, but not angry. I could never be angry at you.”

“No, not at all. There’s no place I’d rather be right now. But before we continue the evening… we do need to have a little talk. Why didn’t you say anything about your band? I was beyond shocked to see you on stage tonight! I should have known you were a rockstar the minute I met you though. Were you just going to keep me in the dark if I hadn’t come tonight?”

“I apologize, I assumed you looked me up on the internet or something of that sort. It doesn't take very long for someone to figure out who I am.”

“Yes, because that’s normal and the first thing I do when meeting someone. Google them to see if they’re famous or not.” I retorted as I rolled my eyes. “It’s not common to meet famous musicians like this back home. The most famous people I’ve met is probably my best friend’s boyfriend’s band, and literally, no one knows them or their one album.”

“Helsinki is very different than America. I’m sorry to cut this short, but would you mind if I took a shower? I feel dirty and probably smell worse. Make yourself at home, please. My tower is your tower. I don’t shop very much, but there are some things to eat and drink in the kitchen.”

I watched as he climbed the stairs and disappeared from sight. I checked my phone to see a text from Lauri, apologizing for not answering and asking if I was okay. I sent him a reply telling him what was going on then asked if he would cover for me if my dad asked where I was. Once I heard the water running, I slowly made my way to the second floor where Ville had all his musical things.

I went straight to the piano that stood against the far wall and sat down in front of it. There were a few sheets of unfinished music and what looked to be a lyric book staring at me from the stand, but I dared not look. I knew how upset I got when people would look at my unfinished work. After wracking my brain for a few moments, my fingers danced across the keys, playing an all too familiar tune. I closed my eyes and drifted off into the melody, forgetting the world for a bit. I sang the words to Drops of Jupiter by Train, one of my all-time favorite songs not only to sing but to play as well.

I opened my eyes and let out a sigh. I rested my hands on the cool ivory keys as I couldn’t bring myself to play anything else at the moment. I slid off the piano bench and turned to leave, only to find Ville standing in the doorway. He was dripping wet and holding a towel around his waist. My eyes went wide, realizing he had caught me messing with his things. He gave me a little smirk as water droplets ran down his chest. I couldn’t help but stare and take in the sight. I could see a tattoo poking out from under the towel.

“You’re staring. Do you want to see? I don’t mind dropping the towel, especially if you need it to wipe the drool because you're still staring.”

“Ville!” I yelled with a laugh, covering my eyes. “We’re not there yet! Go put your clothes on.”

“I was only joking. Sort of. About the drool, not the rest.”

He let out a small chuckle as he left the room and I knew his smirk was even bigger now. Once his bedroom door shut, I made my way to the guest bedroom where I was going to sleep that night. The room was beautiful, for a bedroom anyway. Ville had good taste in furniture. The walls were covered with what looked to be framed album covers. I examined one closer and saw the word HIM at the top. That had to be his band's name.

I heard Ville walk past the door and make his way downstairs. I followed and found him sitting on the sofa wearing a black tank top and a pair of pajama pants, with a stack of neatly folded clothes beside him. He looked up and smiled, handing me the clothes, telling me I could borrow them for the night. I thanked him and hurried upstairs to change. I was more than ready to get out of my sweaty and gross clothes. I quickly pulled the clean clothes on and went to the bathroom to take my makeup off.

By the time I made my way back downstairs, Ville was passed out on the couch. He looked so peaceful, I didn’t want to disturb him. After today, I knew he needed all the sleep he could possibly get. I grabbed a throw off one of his chairs and carefully covered him up. As soon as the blanket touched him, his eyes shot open, startling me a little. He yawned and shook his head, trying to wake himself up.

“Come on, Ville. Let’s get you to bed. You must be exhausted after that show.”

He only nodded as he stood up. After making sure the doors were locked, he turned the lights off and I followed him towards the bedrooms. He stood between the two doors awkwardly, waiting for me to do something. I wrapped my arms around him and he sweetly kissed my forehead. I stood on my toes and met his lips with mine, feeling the electricity and need between us. Before things got too heated, I pulled away and told him good night, not wanting to start anything like that tonight.

I closed the bedroom door behind me and got in the giant cold bed. I laid there for a few minutes, staring off into the darkness, trying to fall asleep but I couldn’t. After tossing and turning trying to get comfortable, I realized I wasn’t going to be able to sleep. At least not in here. I quietly got out of the bed and crept across the floor. I carefully opened Ville’s door and saw his outline in the bed. I bit my lip and decided to go back to the guest room.

“Please, don’t. Don’t go.” He mumbled softly. “I will behave, I promise.”

I shut his door behind me and got in his bed. Unlike the guest bed, it was warm and very comfortable. He wrapped an arm around me and pulled me closer to him. I kissed his cheek and within minutes, he was snoring softly. I smiled to myself and closed my eyes, ready to fall asleep.
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Hi, hi! Sorry, it took so long to get this up. I don't have a good excuse, I'm just a bum lol. Anyway, I hope you liked it. It's kinda short, but I'll post again in a bit. Thanks for reading and subscribing, and thank you to kdennis9 again! :)