The Sound that Saved Me (BoyxBoy)

Chapter 3: The Dark Prince

Joe's PoV:

I entered the pub, and quickly got a greeting nod from Jim, who was the bar tender there.

"Long time no see Joe!" He said with a polite grin.

"Work," I lied.

"The usual, I presume?" he questioned.

"Yes please." I smiled faintly, and headed to the nearest table.

An unfamiliar tall waiter took my coat. It was always a blonde American short boy who was extremely flirty, or an attractive brunette boy who always looked composed and had a neat voice.

But not this time, so I nodded.

Why is everyone so tall today?

I haven't been to this pub for two weeks now. For some...reasons.

He must be new.

I then scanned my surroundings. It wasn't a full house today, which I'm not going to complain about.I like it when it's calm here, makes me enjoy the alcohol and music more.

"Is the owner here?" I asked faintly, resting my chin on my knuckles. A habit I practice when I'm curious or intrigued.

The tall waiter who stood near my table looked down at me, his name tag read Josh. "uh- not today Sir."

Of course not.

I nodded, and he left. I wasn't big on responding with words. I don't care if people thought that it was rude. I don't value their opinions anyways, especially if they were about me.

I glanced at the stage area, however, to see who is preforming tonight. My breath hitched slightly as my pupils grew wider. Now that is just something.

Hmmm, Interesting.

Josh appeared by my side with my usual drink, "is he new?" I ghosted, jerking my head towards the blonde on stage.

Josh smiled, "yeah, he's a friend of mine. He started a week ago."

"Oh," I said, taking a sip from my drink as the music started to play.

"Will that be all?" Josh added.

I nodded my head, and continued watching.

lets see what you got.

Caspar's PoV:

Arden and I already knew what we were going to play tonight, as she started sliding her fingers on the piano keys, creating the melody we practiced recently. I swayed lightly, smiling as I picked up the pick, and began playing and tapping on the guitar.

And just when I was about to start singing, my eyes widened as they locked with familiar ones, sitting two tables away from me. This cant be real.

It's him.

The boy I knocked down the sidewalk just moments ago was staring at me, his blue eyes glowing, as they were wide and filled with something I can't quiet grasp.

Did he follow me here?

Not that's impossible.

Why would a cute guy like him do that?

My thoughts started to race as he was observing me steadily, twirling his drink as a smirk started to form on his face when he realized that I noticed him. One perfect eyebrow was raised then, as his pointy chin rested on his knuckles. Clearly anticipating my performance.

I gulped. But decided to start singing nevertheless, my eyes never leaving his.

It's just another night