24 Day 'till Christmas [One Shot Collection]

Day 11: Nothing Seems What It Is

Ship: Lukanette

Word Count: 1.966

Summary: Luka didn't mind Christmas music that much, but when his neighbor played Last Christmas for the 100th time in a row he got insane by the Christmas hit song. He knocked on their door annoyed ready to insult her for playing the song over and over again. However when the door opened and a girl with smudged makeup appeared his annoyance disappeared.

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I'm sorry in advance if there are any spelling and/or grammar mistakes in the text. I did my best to make as less mistakes as I could. Since English isn't my first language, I might have not noticed some of them.

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Luka was sitting peacefully on the couch in the living room, guitar in his hand, pen behind his ear and a notebook on the table. For his music study he needed to write a song, which he had to play for a grade at his school. Writing new songs weren't the issue for him, he got inspired almost all of the time, the fact he would get graded for it didn't scare him and he could concentrate in almost all circumstances, even when his neighbor is blasting Last Christmas on repeat.

It was around a 5 pm when his neighbor got home, he had heard the door smash shut a little louder than usually, but he didn't really thought anything of it. He sometimes shuts his door a little louder than intended on accident too. It was a few minutes later when the Christmas hit song Last Christmas by Wham began to play.

All though Christmas songs weren't really the kind of music he listened to, he didn't mind it that much and just went on with writing his song. Once he start writing music he tent to get in his own world, closing out most sounds. After an hour the song was still playing and now that he wasn't writing new songs, the sound really came through. He had to make and eat dinner after all. He ate his Pepperoni pizza once it was done, the song still played in the background and it began to annoy him. He had heard the song so many times that he had lost count.

He wished that he could go back to writing his song soon, so he could finally block that song out. However once he sat down again with his guitar in his hands, he couldn't block out the song. No matter how hard he tried to concentrate, he kept hearing the song.

Luka stood up and placed his guitar against the couch. He wanted to knock on that door and ask if his neighbor is not right in her mind or something along those lines. However he didn't know if he really should do that, after all his neighbor never complained about him playing the guitar at 11pm.

He let out a sigh and sat down again, running his fingers through his hair in frustration. How could someone even listen to that song for like two hours straight? He really didn't understand it, especially since his neighbor didn't look like someone who would listen to a song on repeat for that long.

He had seen the girl before however they never really spoke to each other apart from the good mornings, good afternoons and good evenings. The girl was pretty attractive though, even when she was checking her mail with her hair all messed up, cup of coffee in one hand, while still wearing her pajama. It was adorable to hear her mumbling to herself when she had to do a quick shopping trip and repeated the products she needed.

Maybe he was wrong about her repeating a song for such a long time? After all what did he even knew about her? He let out another sigh, as he decided just to deal with it. He took his guitar once again and began to play some of his older self-written songs, maybe that would block out the music some more.

Some more hours had passed and the song was still blasting through the walls. Luka had given it up to play guitar and just sat there on the couch staring at nothing in particular. He was going insane, if he heard George Michael one more time he would really go nuts. The song came to an end once again and he prayed it was the last time, but then the song started over again.