Guitar Lessons

Chapter 6

Arriving at his house, well his and his friends' house, I unbuckled and got out from the car, looking down the street before turning around, seeing Niall standing next to the front door, fishing out his keys. This neighborhood was pretty quiet, but I guess it wasn't that abnormal. You'd think that in New York it'd never be that quiet, but you're wrong. It just depends on where you are. I walked up, jogging up the three stair steps, to the front door. He unlocked the door and held it open, waiting for me to walk in. Muttering a quick thank you to him, I took a step in. The house was still as beautiful as ever, or at least it was to me.

"Uh, I think the boys should be around and about somewhere. Ready to go up, or do you want anything?" he asked me. I quickly shook my head, turning my head around towards him. He nodded with a kind smile and walked around me, starting up the stairs. I watched him for a second before following him up.

"I think you left your guitar here from last time, it's probably next to the bed," he said, opening his bedroom door. Oh yeah, I did leave the poor thing here. I walked in before Niall and found my guitar case sitting on the floor right where he said it was, next to his bed and in front of where I was siting last time.

I kneeled down in front of it and unzipped the case, taking out the guitar. Hopping onto the bed, which I must say is quite fluffy, I looked up and saw Niall picking up his own guitar from his collection. He took a plain one, similar to mine, and sat down beside me, tuning it by sound. I swear, this boy was talented with the guitar. Not sure whether I'd say he's the best or Ed Sheeran is, but they're both by far the best pop guitarists I've heard. Someday I'll get to that level of talent.

"I'd say your guitar should be tuned," he said. "But I'll check it anyways." He had his hand out and I handed over the guitar. He played, no, strummed each string before giving it back to me.

"It's good," he said, sitting a bit more in from the edge of the bed. I shifted a bit to partly face him.

"What are we doing today?" I asked him, cocking my head to the side.

"We have all the strings down, we have all the basic notes down, I'll show you some of the other ones that are a bit more complicated, like the bridge, which is when you have one finger, usually the pointer, down all the way across a fret and you also have the fingering of another note like an E and you play that. It's complicated, but I think you can do it," he said, giving me another warm smile. It was confusing the way he explained it, but it'd be easier if he'd show me. I nodded.

"Okay, show me," I kind of asked, kind of said. I sat my guitar at it's right position and felt him move closer. I'd never get used to the closeness, but as long as I learned some more of playing, I guess it was a sacrifice I had to make. He seemed to be trying, again like last time, to not touch me anywhere but my hands.

"Alright then, let's get to it. Maybe once you learn these, I'll give you some music sheets of mine to practice with. You're an amazing fast learner," he said. The thought excited me. finally being able to play my own music, finally being able to touch and play the other guitar. This was the only thing that pushed me to try my hardest to be able to remember and play all the notes he had taught me. But it wasn't just the fact that I practiced, but Niall was an amazing teacher and really did help me to understand what to do and his sincerity in helping me seemed to be real. I guess we'd only have a few more lessions to go before I was on my own.

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"I think we should stop there, I'm starving," Niall said, pouting slightly. I coldn't help but let out a small laugh and nodded. He smiled and stood up.

"Come on, let's go down to the kitchen, maybe someone made food," he said, walking to his door. I set down my guitar and followed him down the stairs and into the kitchen. Two of his friends were in a deep conversation, something I had no idea because I couldn't hear a thing of what they said. They stopped talking when they seemed to notice the two of us walking in. Well this is awkward.