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Brad's POV
Today Rohit is coming over to my house for his weekly guitar lesson. I really wanted to cancel and resume hiding under my covers. However, I knew if I did, I would not only be killing myself, but also digging my grave. As I thought about this I tuned my guitar. I guess my tuning turned into me looseing myself in the music, and drownding out the world.
Rohit's POV
My mom had just dropped me off, and I was walking up to Brad's door. I have been freaking out for the past three days. Brad had been super distant. I had tried at least a dozen times to talk to him. However, every time I tried he would run away. Now I was standing in his front yard for the first time in a week. I had no idea what to expect.
I went up to the door and knocked. Brad's mom, Wendy, answered the door. Yes, I have known her so long I now call her by her first name. She hugged me and let me inside. I went straight to Brad's room. Before I could get inside I heard the guitar. I knew the song right away, "Crazy Little Thing Called Love" by Queen. I couldn't help but laugh. If he only knew.
I went and stood in the door way of his room. He was sitting on his bed, strumming the guitar in perfect time and with grace. I couldn't help but stare at him. Fore I thought he was so cute with his hair in his face covering his eyes. When the song ended so did my moment of bliss. He opened his eyes and jumped so high he could have hit the moon.
"Holy shit dude. How long have you been there" he asked. I couldn't bring myself to lie, " long enough to hear the chorus. Your even better than I thought". A blush crept its way onto his face and he looked away. I didn't want him to hide from me.
You see in the last three days I had come to terms with this feeling I had, and made my plan to get Brad to feel the same way about me. The first part was not to brush off these feelings like I did at lunch, I saw pain in his eyes, and I never wanted to again. Next I would make him feel special. I knew he had confidence problems so I wanted to help. After that I would just see where the wind took me. Hopefully it was to Brad.
I went in and sat next to him. He had calmed down and was just staring at his guitar. "You can look at me you know" was what I said in response. He just nodded and then looked up at me. I could have melted then and there. After that I regained my composer and we had the guitar lesson.
After Brad had me play so many scales, and a few songs the lesson was over. By now it was noon. "Hey do you want to stay for lunch" he asked me. I nodded and followed him to the kitchen. Lunch was eaten in silence with the occasional word here and there. I wanted to say something to him about my feelings. However, right as I was about to say it my phone rang. It was my mom, who was here to pick me up. I really didn't want to leave but I knew I had to. Brad said goodbye with an awkward hug. I had my hope to fuel me till Monday.
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The Ship (bxb Love Story)
Teen FictionMy life was great. I had a great girlfriend, an amazing friend group, and a guitar. Nothing could bring me down from this high; or so I thought. My name is Brad and this is the story of how my life went from great, to confusing as hell. This is my f...