songs for this chapter are:
Wouldn't it be nice - the Beach Boys (not the 2013 one :P)
Squealer - acdc
wherever you are - 5 seconds of summer
Anna's POV
I'm very surprised with the way Cassie and Kate handle my situation. Normally they wouldn't stop talking to me and asking me questions about last night and stuff like that. But today they're veery calmed and let me have my peace. I'm very thankful for that, because I have to remember and unsderstand the things that happend last night first, to be able to tell them the most importatnt facts.
If one of them would be in my situation, they wouldn't stop talking about it. They would tell me every little detail that I surely didn't want to know.
I know, that sounds rude and not like we were good friends, because we're just too different. But to be honest, I love these girls, even if I would never say that out loud. They know how I feel about them and that they're the best friends I ever had, so they don't need me to tell them everyday that I love them.
I didn't notice the sex pistols cassette still being in my hand until were home. I must have forgotten it the second I saw the sisters. I'll return it to the old man soon. Even if that means being in "Michael-Territory" again. I won't meet him again. Why would I? He probably doesn't even know what happened. Just like me...
As I lay down in my bed after showering with my wet blonde hair, my mind won't stop trying to remember the last night.
I know that I went to a party with Cass and Katie and that they left without me because... um, I don't really know why they left but the did. But I can't remember blue hair. All I know is that I never ever did something like that before. So I must have been reeaally drunk. Or maybe he put something in my drink. I don't know, everything seems possible at the moment but my head hurts really bad. I think I need a nap.
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Turns out that my little "nap" took me the whole night. I check my phone to see that I have no calls or notifications and that it's 8:26am. Since it's Sunday I know that everybody is asleep in this apartment besides me and this brings me to the idea to return this cassette now. Nobody will notice my absence and I might get a clear head while driving. After confirming that the store is open on Sundays, I quickly change into a "Only Rock'n'Roll but I like it"-shirt and my black skinnies and place Michaels sunglasses on the top of my short, blonde hair. At least there was one advantage in this stupid occurence. I would never be able to buy me some Ray Ban Wayfarer. I have loads of the fake ones but never owned an original. And of course, the Zeppelin shirt, because these are really rare nowadays.
By the time I'm in our car I notice the best thing I ever noticed. We have a cassette player in the car! I, at least, will be able to listen to the sex pistols for the first time in my life.
Listening to this perfect album I calm down and am already excited to meet this old man again and tell him how much I love it. If I had money with me, I would definitely buy it.
By the time I'm in the parking lot the last song "EMI" ends and I pull the cassette out amd get into the store. A little bell rings as I enter the door and the man looks just as friendly as the last time I was here.
"Changed your mind about the player?" he asked and I can't help but smile.
"Unfortunately not. But we have one in our car. I forgot to give you this back the last time I left. I'm really sorry. I didn't meant to steal it or anything." I try to apologise.
"No need to apologise, young lady. I would have lent it to you anyway. Did you like it?" I'm again surprised by this man's kindness. But I guess that it's also the reason why this store doesn't seem to do very well.
"Oh you can call me Anna.", I quickly say, "And yes it's really really amazing. Anarchy in the UK is my favourite so far. I can't belive I mever listened to any of their stuff before."
"That's great, Anna. It's always nice to see younger people interested in this kind of music. You're rare to find. If you want you can borrow another one."
I quickly thank him and immediately go over to the albums and scan them for new bands or albums to discover. When the little bell rings again, signaling that somebody has entered, I don't bother looking up. Well, I should have.
"Hi uncle, sorry I'm late, I overslept." A boy, probably my age says.
"No problem Micheal. I had the pleasure to meet this lovely lady."
Wait. Did he say Michael? No he didn't, did he? And even if he did, there are plenty of Michaels out there. How good are the chances that it is the Michael I slept with and lives on the other street? Pretty good to be honest.
Ok, I'm gonna turn around slowly. Much to my discomfort I see a familiar mop of blue hair. Maybe he won't remember me. Maybe he forgot everything about last night just like me.
He holds out a hand for me to shake. "Hi, I'm Mi-" I know that he knows me by the way he looks at me. "Uhm, hi."He takes his hand back and looks a little bit offended.
"Hi, Michael. Sorry I can't chat with you, but I actually have to go now." I turn around and open the door, just to see our Mustang getting towed away. "Fuck!" I groan. That's exactly what I needed right now.
"Well, seems like you're stucked here." Michael says smirking. I feel the urge to punch him in his pretty face. Wait, did I just call him pretty? Well actually he is. Not the usual kind of pretty. More in his own way. He has incredibly full pink lips and his blue hair frames his fave perfectly in a strange way.
I'm interrupted in my thoughts by Michael waving his hand in front of my face. "Helloooo? Are you there?"
"Whaa? Ehm yeah. Sorry I zoomed out." I stumble.
"Oh well, I said that, ehm, I could drive you." He scratches his neck reveling some black letters on his inner arm but stops too quickly to read them.
"No you don't have to. I'll just take the bus or something." I would walk home just to get out of this awkward situation.
"There is no bus. Let me drive you." He suggests again.
I was just about to declime his offer again as the old man says something. "It's okay. I'll manage this shop on my own. Go be a gentleman, Michael."
Great. There's no way I could say no now. "Well, ok then, I guess."
I love cliffhangers so much haha :P
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