AN: Guess whose back?! Me and my story, that's who! I am so sorry for the wait, it has been a pretty hectic week. I will hopefully update tomorrow too. If not I will update on Monday. Here you go!

DISCLAIMER: I don't own Les Miserables.

Enjolras was showing Eponine how to get to her saved documents when they noticed a video had been taken and was labeled "asdfghjk". They decided to see what it was. When the video started it was just Enjolras dancing quite terribly. He glared at himself, knowing that this was a video from the party. After about a minute of that Eponine came into the picture and started grinding on him, pretty hard, in fact. Eponine blushed for the third time that morning. Not only that, but they noticed Grantaire in the corner, peeing on a house plant. It was like a very weird, very disorganized Harlem shake video. Eponine could not help but stare at her former self, who had now turned around and started to kiss Enjolras passionately.

"So… uh, I guess this is what happened last night." Enjolras muttered.

Eponine nodded. "I still don't understand how my bra ended up on the fan."

"I think we're about to find out." Enjolras gulped, as the video Enjolras ripped Eponine's shirt off.

"Oh my God!" Eponine exclaimed.

Luckily, Eponine's back was to the camera, because Enjolras then unhooked her bra and started swinging it in the air while the boys cheered him on. The Eponine in the video didn't seem to mind, she started to do dance moves that seemed more appropriate for a strip club. The video then continued on to a game that seemed to only make sense to the people in the video. Whenever someone burped, it seemed like the person who burped had to kiss the person next to them, which got pretty awkward. Eponine eventually just closed her eyes and winced whenever she heard loud noises from the video. Luckily, the video was only 5 minutes long.

"So, I guess we got to ugh, know each other last night." Enjolras tried to break the tension.

"I am so sorry for that, Enjolras! That was not me. I was drunk, and stupid and…" She trailed off as she looked into his blue eyes, which seemed to have gotten darker.

They didn't speak for a few minutes, brown eyes boring into blue. Enjolras was intrigued by her eyes, they were full of passion and light. He felt as if he were staring into her soul. Soon, Enjolras broke his stare by abruptly standing up and leaving the room.

The rest of the day Eponine spent setting her room up the way she liked. She was still shaken from Enjolras' actions earlier, but she couldn't let it phase her. She had things to do. So she put all of her clothes in the small closet and rearranged the furniture. There was a grand antique looking desk, a wooden dresser, her nice bed, and, surprisingly, a baby grand piano. Eponine loved to play the piano. She had taught herself when she was younger. She moved it to the farthest corner and proceeded to play. It was a simple melody, but a beautiful one. She lost herself in the music and began to sing:

Settle down with me
Cover me up
Cuddle me in

Lie down with me
And hold me in your arms

And your heart's against my chest, your lips pressed to my neck
I'm falling for your eyes, but they don't know me yet
And with a feeling I'll forget, I'm in love now

Kiss me like you wanna be loved
You wanna be loved
You wanna be loved
This feels like falling in love
Falling in love
We're falling in love

In the other room Enjolras was reading when he heard the sound of Grantaire's piano playing, and a beautiful voice singing along with it. He walked carefully over to Eponine's room, careful not to disturb her, he cracked the door open. She was so much into her music that she didn't notice. Her eyes were closed and she was smiling. These were one of the few minutes that Eponine let herself be vulnerable. The song was eventually over, and she slowly opened her eyes. Enjolras watched as she grinned widely at the last note while it resonated through the room. Enjolras decided that was the time to make himself known.

"Eponine, that… that was beautiful." He said gently.

"Oh my God! Enjolras! Don't scare me like that!" She yelled.

"Im sorry to have upset you Eponine, but you have a wonderful talent."

"Thank you, but im sure that there are many out there better than me." She blushed slightly. That would be the fourth time that day.

"That may be true, but Eponine, you have to realize that you are unique. You seem to have the power to captivate others. Not with just your voice, but with your way of thinking!" He urged.

"I have heard the same about you Monsieur. Your friends say that you could get a room full of three year olds to listen to you." Eponine tried to turn the spotlight to him.

"Oh, they are just exaggerating. Honestly I would rather listen to you than to myself." He complimented her.

She smiled and walked over to her bed.

"Come, sit down. Tell me about yourself. What's your story?" She patted the spot next to her.

"Oh I cant right now, I have to go to a meeting at the café with the boys. But definitely later." He promised.

"Alright. Talk to you later then?" She asked.

"Yes, I will talk to you later." He waved and then left.

AN: Was that good? Review! I know it's a bit shorter than my other chapters. Are any of you guys Ed Sheeran fans? I would love to talk to you!