We spent all night talking about anything and everything.
It was 4am when I went to sleep, happy about that well spent night.
I woke up next morning, took a shower and went to take my breakfast.
It was summertime and I was really bored.
" Psst, slept well? "
It was Paul.
" Not much but yeah"
" Great! Wanna see something really cool? " he said with a look of conspiracy in his face.
" It depends of,what you're going to show me?"
" Near the red pub at 3 , I will wait for you"
" Yea maybe." I answered
After that we exchanged some vinyls.
He gave me a 101ers one and I gave him one from Pink Floyd. I spent all the morning listening to his and had to admit the band was great.I finally met him near the pub as he proposed to me.
It was the first time I would see him in person and not from a window..
He was taller than me, wearing a leather jacket, boots, a jeans and a Black Shirt..I would lie if I say that it wasn't ooh so pleasing to look at him.
He had that effortlessly cool attitude wich made me blush a little.
So he took me to that special place.
We talked a bit while walking and it seemed to me that under his " poser " attitude he was pretty humble and interesting to talk to.It was a shop full of vinyls. I stopped some seconds with sparkling eyes, admiring that temple of good sounds.
It was a little place with strict minimum design, wood cases where the vinyls were stocked, some chairs, asphalt ground and posters on the wall.
An unbelievable quantity of them, to a point that the owner himself couldn't tell wich color the walls were originally.
I took place in a chair and was still admiring the shop when Paul came to me with a certain quantity of vinyls in his hands.
" Choose one."
I opted for a Reggae one, and he seemed happy about it.
He came back near me with a smile after playing it.
YOU ARE READING
Guns Of Eternity.
Storie d'amoreSwan is a loner girl with no friends who fill her days with music, books and studies. Everything change when new neighbors moves in. Paul, the rebel guy promises to take her to the wild side. [ The bands in the story doesn't belong to me. It's my...