Coffeehouse Blues || m&l

9 am

Luke
I turn and seesMichael staring at me with interested eyes. God his eyes, they were so beautiful and full of life. I wish I had eyes like that. I realized I was staring when he clears his throat. He bites his lip and jots down on a notepad "do you know that's bad for you?"

I tilt my head till I realize that he was talking about the lit cigar in my hand. I want to sneer at him, roll my eyes, say something smart. Hell maybe even punch his face cause who the hell was he to tell me? What is and is not healthy..... But I didn't. And I snuffed it out.

He gives me a small smile and walks back inside. I watch him walk away , maybe glancing at his butt just a little. JUST A LITTLE I SWEAR! I follow him inside and clear my throat. I didn't really have to get started for another 10 minutes so I sat down and tuned my guitar until I heard Ashton call me out.

"Today folks we'll be having a special treat as you relax. His name is Luke Hemmings everybody. Cmon out Luke" Ashton's voice automatically changes to a more formal way as he speaks. It's quite amusing actually. I make my way outside and to a small stool in the middle of the "dining" area. I could feel all eyes on me and my breath hitches in my throat. My cheek tint a light shade of red and i cleared my throat. "H-hey I'm Luke... Luke Hemmings.. Umm this is a song I wrote a few days ago ..." I shut my eyes and begin.

I wanna be your vacuum cleaner
Breathing in your dust
I wanna be your Ford Cortina
I won't ever rust
If you like your coffee hot
Let me be your coffee pot
You call the shots babe
I just wanna be yours

Everything was quiet, all you could hear was me and the coffee. I reopened my eyes and looked up to see Mia and the rest of the workers all giving me big smiles and thumbs up. I turn and see michael. He's not smiling but he doesn't seem uninterested either. Just the opposite in fact. His eyes are filled with curiosity and wonder and amusement and god I want to sing to him all day.

Secrets that I have held in my heart
Are harder to hide than I thought
Maybe I just wanna be yours
I wanna be yours, I wanna be yours
Wanna be yours, wanna be yours, wanna be yours

Let me be your 'leccy meter and I'll never run out
And let me be the portable heater that you'll get cold without
I wanna be your setting lotion (I wanna be)
Hold your hair in deep devotion (How deep?)
I'll be at least as deep
As the Pacific Ocean
I wanna be yours

Secrets that I have held in my heart
Are harder to hide than I thought
Maybe I just wanna be yours
I wanna be yours, I wanna be yours
Wanna be yours, wanna be yours, wanna be yours
Wanna be yours, wanna be yours, wanna be yours...

I wanna be your vacuum cleaner
Breathing in your dust
I wanna be your Ford Cortina
I won't ever rust
I just wanna be yours
(Wanna be yours)
I just wanna be yours
(Wanna be yours)
I just wanna be yours
(Wanna be yours)

I finish and bite my lip nervously. It was silent for a moment before the whole room erupted into applause. I felt my heart physically relax and I smile muttering small thank yous as I started on another song more confident this time
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By the end of the night I had about 20 dollars in tips and my fingers hurt from my guitar. I packed up my stuff and looked at the clock. 9:00. Just enough time for me to get home and make dinner. I was about to head out when I was stopped by Ashton. He handed me a check with 100 dollars scribbled across the top
"Here kid. You did great. See ya tomorrow"
I smiles and thanked him before Leaving and heading home to finally get some shut eye
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LUKES first day!! Comment/vote on this chapter guys and the next one will be up next week
Also be sure to check out my other stories
Genie in a bottle- MUKE
And
North Star- Malum
Ily!! 💕