The Sound that Saved Me (BoyxBoy)

Chapter 2: Small Accident

Caspar's PoV:

"I miss you so much, mum. "

"Yeah, I'm actually going to work now. Oh no that's the sound of the rain outside don't worry. Uh- yeah I'm keeping myself warm. "

"Okay, I love you too, bye"

Sigh.

I closed the line, as my heart sank a bit for doing so.

Yes, that was my mum, Emily. She was far away from here, where I currently live.  I really missed my country, South Africa. I miss my family, and I miss my room. I hated the fact that I had to move away from my country's warmth to seek new opportunities in this cold harsh environment.

Don't get me wrong, I love London so far.

I was just home sick.

My name is Caspar Richard Lee, I'm 21 years of age, and I'm the youngest of two. I have a big sister, who is called Theodora, but I call her Theo. She's a doctor. My mum and dad are divorced, and so both of the females live alone now that I'm gone.

Sigh. Again.

I placed my green hoodie on and brushed my spiky blonde hair to the back. I sighed in front of the mirror of the living room, and then I glanced at the umbrella that hung near my apartment's door.

Naah, I'll just put my hood up.

My phone suddenly buzzed with a message tone. I leaned towards the small coffee table to see who is it from.

Jim: Oi, you're up in 15 minutes! Where are you?

Shit.

Me: I'll be there in a few. Just stall for me, will you?

Jim: God Caspar. You're lucky I like you.

Jim: Actually, you're lucky the boss likes you too. I'll give you 20 minutes, more than that and you're on your own on this one.

Me: I didn't know that you both had a crush on me, I feel faltered (;

Jim: just shut up and get here quick.

I chuckled and shoved the phone inside my hoodie's pocket. I made a quick run to the small kitchen counter and snatched my keys. I placed my convers on and unlocked the door to my small apartment, locked it up and ran to the elevator. Once I was outside, I started running towards my work place as the rain slapped my face, wetting it uncomfortably.

Where you'd ask? Marcus's Pub.

I got the job as a singer there a week ago, and I'm thankful for the opportunity. I've been singing my whole life, and my family and friends are the only ones that heard me so far. They loved my sound, but as I grew older they got tired of me playing the guitar and singing all the time. I can't help it. I love music.

Oh, and I'm also openly gay, so life hasn't been so kind to me if you know what I mean, but I survived with a smile. Being gay, I've learned, is an awesome thing. And no one should ever be ashamed of it.

A few weeks ago, I decided that I didn't want to be invisible anymore; I wanted to be heard by a real audience and have my music be appreciated by a lot of people. So I moved.

My friend Josh who moved here with me, works there as a waiter, and Jim works as a bartender. My boss Marcus is the owner, and he's been recently engaged to a beautiful blonde named Niomie. The engagement happened before I arrived to London, but people said that it was huge. Apparently, both of my boss and his fiancé are really a big deal around here.

I'm new to London, so I don't really know who's a celebrity and who's ordinary. Though Marcus is so down to earth that you won't be able to tell that he's someone of importance. To be honest, if he wasn't taken or straight, I'd date him.

Such a nice good-looking guy.

I was too busy daydreaming about my boss while running, when I accidently knocked someone on the floor with a big shove, falling down and hitting my knees to the wet ground. The person was in shock as I locked my eyes with his. He had brown hair locks... and stunning blue eyes hiding behind huge round glasses.

Wow.

I quickly collected his scattered things, but when I was about to snatch his beanie he quickly took it away and placed it on. We stood up sluggishly, barely having adequate balance.

"I'm so sorry, mate" I said, my eyes blinking as the rain drops started to get in.

I noticed the height difference between us, then.

Cute.

The guy looked so nervous, he practically took his gaze away from me and said in a low voice, " ju-just give me my things."

I gave him his umbrella and phone, still staring at him. I don't know what was going on, but my heart started beating weirdly at his sight.

Stop it, you weirdo.

"I'm really sorry," I found myself shouting behind the short brunette, as he turned around and walked away.

He didn't respond. The guy just picked up his phase, walking even faster as the words escaped my mouth.

What a strange person.

He's cute though.

I smiled a small smile, adjusted my hood on my head, and continued running until I reached the pub, entering it from the back door. My friend Josh noticed me, and shouted,

"CASP, you're late and...Uh- so wet! Ever heard of an umbrella?" he scanned me, shaking his head in disapproval.

I grinned sheepishly, " Just ran into a small accident."

"A small accident?" he questioned suspiciously, "never mind. You're on in a few."

"I know, is it a full house today?"

Josh shrugged, "no, not yet anyways."

I nodded, and exited the staff room after Josh had been kind enough to lend me his hoodie. Well, I clang to him and begged but eh.

Good thing I don't have to dress formally for work.

Josh trailed off behind me, and went to serve the few costumers. I reached the small stage, and nodded to Jim who was behind the bar counter. He shrugged, rolling his eyes at me. Arden sat down on the piano chair, shaking her head,

You're late, she mouthed. 

Sorry, I mouthed back.

I took my seat on a wooden chair, grabbed the guitar that was leaning on it and the pick. I tapped the microphone in front of me, and leaned in to begin.

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Author's Note:

Another un-intresting chapter. Yay.

The next one though? probably not so boring (;

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