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Chapter 2

A/N- I am very sorry for not updating. I hit a huge writer's block because I didn't know how I wanted this chapter to go, but I sat down and wrote on a piece of paper as a rough draft and after I did that, I figured out what I wanted to write on here! So here I am, finally updating after 2 weeks.

-Eddie's POV-

I coughed a bit into my sleeve. I was fearful to look down, but I knew I had to. I gazed down at my sleeve and luckily nothing was there except the typical spit. Thank god it wasn't hanahaki. I mean, I just got to know this dude, how would that even be possible?

Chris stared at me for a bit and I realized that I got lost in my own thoughts. I snap out of it right as his gaze met mine.

"Oh, sorry. I just-"
"I know. It happens to all of us, don't worry."

We exchange glances and go through and awkward silence. Chris breaks it.

"How about we get some fresh air? It'll give us something to do."
I nodded," Good idea."

We step outside and I shiver. It dropped some degrees already.

But the temperature aside, I just got to realize how beautiful it is out. Even Chris looked mesmerized. Speaking of him...

He looked up to the sky for no apparent reason. His eyes seemed like they were trained on something, but I couldn't tell what. Maybe he was just thinking of something. I don't know why he would randomly do so, but I mean, I just did the same a few moments ago.

A breeze blew past us and his hair flew with it. It was very graceful. Wish my hair could do that, usually it frizzes.

I soon came to notice that I've been staring at him for quite a while. I knew I should've stopped, but there was something about him that repealed me from doing so. Those gorgeous curls his hair carried; those mysterious eyes.

Okay you've stared at him for awhile now.

He looked back at me.

Oh Jesus why did I look for so long.

A bright pink covered my cheeks.

He looked away, and I could've sworn he laughed a bit. He started lighting a cigarette and spoke.
"It's beautiful out, isn't it? I didn't take much notice this morning."
I replied," It is."

He blew on his cigarette and gazed at the sun. It shone on his eyes and skin perfectly; creating a beautiful glow on his face.

"You stare an awful lot, Eddie."

Shit. Was I staring again?

"Oh, I'm sorry! I just...have a lot on my mind."
Chris responded,"Seems like it."

I sighed and looked away.
"I understand if you want to go. We're not doing much anyways."
"No, I'll stay."
"It's fine. You can go home now. I'm sure there's more important things to do then hang around me haha."

Chris frowned. "Maybe another day?" He asked.
"Sure."
"Do you like coffee?"
"Kind of."
"Great. Meet me at the Starbucks nearby this Saturday," he paused and pulled out a paper that he began to write on," Here's my number. Call me later." He handed me the paper.
"Alrighty then. Talk to you soon!"

I waved bye as he began to walk off. I looked down at this paper and grinned. My meeting with him today wasn't a success but maybe next time will.

I walked back inside my house and shut the door. I flopped on the couch and turned on the television. I couldn't focus on it. I kept thinking about Chris. I'm worried I came off as boring. Hopefully not. I don't want many more people to think so.

The morning passed quickly after that. TV will keep you occupied for awhile.

Come to thank about it, I haven't relaxed like this for the past MONTH. I know, crazy. The band and I have been worrying about music for our new album.

Music for our new album.

Shit.