close as strangers

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Michael's POV:

"But I do own that Vinyl personally , If you would like to come over to my house later we can listen to it?"

I stare at the curly headed boy in front of me, completely dumbfounded. After about two minutes of standing there he started to get really uncomfortable under my gaze, so I answered.

"Uhhh Yeah Sure, but I don't even know your name and you could be a rapist for all I know."

He all of a sudden began to laugh and I don't know why, I mean what I said wasn't supposed to be a joke and I was kind of being serious, even though I had to admit it was a pretty ridiculous suggestion. I stood there staring at him and it seemed like the world stopped just for him, just for his laugh. He had his head thrown back in laughter and I noticed how he scrunched up his nose in this adorable way. When he stopped laughing he noticed me staring, but I had to admit that he was quite a character to stare at.

"Well my name is Ashton, and I'm positive I'm not a Rapist." He held out his hand still giggling and of course I shook it being polite, when he looked down at my arms.

"I love your bracelets by the way. Well the bands on them anyways." He smiled at me. I suddenly grew really self conscious and I brought my arms to hang down by my sides right away. What if he knew? Maybe I'm just being paranoid, but he noticed my action so I started to laugh out of a nervous habit; hoping that he wouldn't suspect anything.

"T-thanks Mate, and by the way my name is Michael." I mentally kicked myself for stuttering, but he just brushed it off.

"Well Michael, I would love for you to come over and listen to that record with me if your interested?"

"I would be honored, however I don't have you number." I replied then he reached over to a drawer under the cash register and got a piece of paper; he then scribbled some random numbers on it then handed it to me.

"I get off of work at 3:00 so you can come anytime after that, if you'd like."

"Okay, I'll be there at 3:30."

I reassured him, then walked out of the little record store across the street to the Starbucks to get some coffee. I took the little paper out of my pocket and put the number in my phone and started to text him.

Michael:
Hey it's me Michael, the one that saw you like two minutes ago, but I wanted to know where you live in a none stalkerish way.

I got a response almost immediately.

Ashton:
Just meet me at the record store around 3:00 and my house is two blocks away so we could walk if that's okay with you?

Michael:
Sounds like a plan to me! :)

Ashton:
Okay I'll see you at 3:00! ;)
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sorry this chapter was so short guys but I'm gonna do a double update soon

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-l.f.

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