The Geek - Larry [BoyxBoy]

11

LOUIS

"Hello. Welcome to Fanboys." I say dryly as another customer enters the store. Normally, I am cheery and bright. But, today if full of nervousness and excitement at the same time.

Harry is coming. For the whole week! He seems pretty cool over text and such. I am just scared that he will not like me in real life or I am not gonna like Harry.

The person that just walked in is a regular. Also my friend. Zayn. He comes every time a new shipment comes. Zayn has figured out the schedule and so he knows the best times to come.

"Louis? Is that you? Ya seem so down but also like you are in another world."

I sigh. Zayn's eyes scan me. "Do you remember me talking about Harry?"

"Umm... that the one you accidently texted when you first got that other person's number? It was it the one you were supposed to text but you put in the wrong number?"

I laugh, but at least he got the situation right. "I was the one Harry texted when he was meaning to text Ni."

"So I got it right. Sort of."

"Yeah. Well Harry is going to come to mine from Holmes Chapel today. But I forgot to clean my flat. I mean... he has seen me shit faced-"

"What?! And you did not tell me this last week? Harry saw you shit faced." Zayn puts his elbows on the counter dividing us and rest his head in his hands. He shakes his head.

"Well I did not tell you because I was slightly embarrassed and I was still getting over the fact that Harry saw me like that."

"Oh my. You need to get over it." Zayn says. "When is Harry suppised to get here?"

"After lunch break. During break I can go home and clean up a bit. Yeah. That is a good idea."

Just then I hear a bell signaling that the door has opened. I look past Zayn and say "Hello. Welcome to Fanboys. Need any help?"

Zayn moves away from the counter and goes over to the section labeled 'new.' A short boy, about twelve, comes up to me. He looks up at me and I smile. "Hello. What are you looking for?"

The boy's squeaky voice (I remember those horrid days) replies "I was wondering if volume four of the New 52 came in for Nightwing?" His hopeful eyes stare into mine.

"Hmm. Yes, sir. Volume four came in earlier today. You are the first to buy it. Lucky you." I walk around the counter and lead the tween to the place Zayn had moved from. "Here you are." I say to the boy and hand him the new volume.

He smiles widely and I beam back at him. He goes up to the counter to pay for it and I follow. After ringing it up I say the total. He gives me the money and I give him his new comic book.

*******

Harry: where was your store again?

Louis: not my store, I work there. And address is attached to next message.

Louis: (attached MapQuest)

Harry: thanks.

Louis: (:

Harry: B-) (pic attached)

*******

It was just after lunch. I had just gotten back from my flat, ready to open shop again. You see, I am the main one who works at Fanboys. Some days, Joe, the owner, comes in. But not often. Normally, it is just me.

Which is nice. I like being alone at times. Company is good, but I like to think. Music helps a lot. Makes me seem more normal. I have a two bedroom flat. The extra bedroom is my sound room. I have a keyboard and two mics hooked up to the sound board. Yes I sing. I would like to say I am good enough for big screens and top ten radio stations. But, unfortunately, not many get there.

Ah shit. I don't have a guest room. I hope Harry won't mind sleeping on the couch.

The door opens and the bell rings. "Hello. Welcome to Fanboys." I look up from my phone on the counter with the ccash register. A pair of bright green eyes are looking at me.

"Lou?" The curly head asks.

"Umm... yes?" I say. It sounds more like a question. But to hell with statements. This is Harry looking at me. Harry! His eyes are even greener in real life. He laughs.

"I am Harry. Did you get the pic I sent you this morning so you would know what I looked like?" Harry walks towards me.

"Yes I did. But... your eyes... so green." I embarrass myself and blush.

"Thanks?" Harry asks.

"You're welcome." I get out from behind the counter and hug Harry. A smile on my face. He cautiously wraps his arms around my waist. We pull back from each other.

"Thank you for coming." I say, beaming at my friend.

"Yep. I wanted to so I did."

"Shall we go to my flat?"

"If you want. I kinda wanted to look around. I like how they are set up. Marvel. DC. Vinyls." Harry gestures to the signs above racks. There are more than those though.

"Alrighty. Well I technically get off in an hour so have at it."

"Yay!" Haz squeals. Yeah. I like Haz. Cute name for a cute boy. He goes to the DC movies first. A small smile is on his face.