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It was a regular day, you were working part time at the grocery store; earning money to save for your next year at college. Seeing as packing shelves in a store is one of the most monotonous jobs in the world, you found that the best way to pass the time was to sing softly to yourself under your breath. You looked around the shop floor; there was no one there except one customer and your other colleagues. You raised the volume of your voice as you sung along with the Elton John song on the store speakers.
"Someone saved my life tonightttttttttttttt," you grabbed the bananas from the shelf and started imitating the drums. You were so caught up in the song that you didn't notice an extremely handsome man come up behind you. "Excuse me," he cleared his throat to get your attention, "do you know where the cake is?" You jumped back, startled and embarrassed at the sudden appearance of this man. "Oh my god!" You almost dropped the bananas in your hand. Luckily, this mysterious and oddly good looking stranger was more agile than you and he managed to catch the fruit. "You have a good voice," he chuckled at you while you blushed and took the bananas from him. "Thanks," you suddenly became shy as you led the man through the store and towards the cakes. You stood there awkwardly, looking at him choosing the right cake. There was no denying; this man was incredibly pretty. He had features beyond god like. But unfortunately, your boss called you away from creepily staring at him. By the time you finished doing the menial task that your boss called you away for, you went back to the cake section to find the man. However, he was gone. Just like that.
Little did you know that the short run in you had with the man would be your first of many. The next time you met him was a couple of weeks later. You had been fired from your job at the grocery and you were looking for places to work. It was imperative that you found somewhere because you needed the money. You almost gave up looking until you walked past a record store with a job vacancies sign. You gave yourself a mental high five and entered the store with the hope that whoever the manager was would give your poor soul a chance at working there.
You couldn't believe your eyes when you saw who was behind the counter: the good looking cake man you had seen in the groceries a couple of weeks ago. You straightened your clothes and walked up to the counter.
"Hello. I'm just enquiring about the job vacancy," you tried your best to sound professional. "Yeah we're still loo---," he started talking but squinted his eyes to scrutinise you, "do I know you from somewhere?" You opened your mouth to answer him but before you could he already said, "holy shit. You're that chick from the store. The one who was singing Elton John like a crazy lady." At his words you blushed and let out a, "yep that's me." His eyes practically lit up in excitement, "you're hired." You were surprised. He just hired you without asking about your experience or even your name. "Don't you want to know more about me before you hire me?" You asked in confusion. "No, anyone who knows Elton is good enough for me," he beamed at you.
After a while, he realised that he didn't introduce himself. "I'm Axl," he held out his hand. "Y/N," you shook it uneasily. And from that day forward, you started working at the same record store with Axl. You started off as colleagues. Then, when you started helping him with his music and attending some of his shows, you and Axl became friends. Until one day when you and him were working he asked you the weirdest question. "Hey can I see you in the store room for a minute?" he was walking to the small cupboard at the back of the store. You followed behind him thinking about what he could want. You had remembered to unpack the new vinyls and lay them out. And you had organised the new display. Maybe you had forgotten one of the tasks he told you to do. "Whatever I didn't do, I'm sorry. Just tell me and I'll sort it out," you said as you closed the door. "What? No. I uh...." he scratched the back of his head nervously, "wanted to see if you were free on Saturday. There's this new restaurant where I live and it would be cool if you came with me to check it out maybe." You couldn't believe it. Axl was asking you out. Sure, you thought he was hot but most of the girls that hung around him thought that too. And, yeah you and him had a flirty banter but that wasn't for real. Or so you thought... "Are you asking me on a date?" You raised your eyebrows at him and attempted to clarify his intentions. "Uhhhh..yeah," he uneasily muttered. Of course, you accepted.
