Coffee Stains and Sound Waves (frerard) [SLOW UPDATES]

Part 21

Okay so I'm back to writing this story (finally), I've had a week off school due to my pal corona, so have an update. What do y'all think of the new cover? Credits to my pal gothical_exe

I winced as a migraine started eating away at my head, promising my brain some painkillers at lunch. An hour and twenty to go.

"Excuse me?" I turned to see a man, probably around my age, looking very out of place. 

"Yeah, what can I do for you?" I put on my award winning smile and walked over to him.

"D-do you have this?" The man held out a piece of paper with a bike on it. "Its my friends birthday s-soon and she said she wanted one of these."

I knew that I didn't stock any bikes, only the parts for them. I stocked a small amount of skateboards and some scooters, but no bikes. They would take up too much room.

"I don't have it, but I could definitely  order it in for you at a lower price, maybe throw in a crash helmet too." I walked over to the counter, opening up my laptop. I could get a discount as a small business owner, so why not help this guy out. "When's her birthday?"

"A week and two days." He stepped closer to the counter, looking unsure of himself.

"Are you okay there? You seem kinda nervous." I began to put the order in, seeing that it would be delivered in three to four working days.

"Um, I don't know." He looked down at his shoes and played with his sleeves.

"You wanna tell me what's wrong? I'm a really good listener." My head cracked again, pleading for silence.

"Uh, well, I guess I can tell you, you don't know who I'm on about." I smiled, encouraging him to continue. "Well, basically, this girl, that I'm buying the bike for, well, um I kinda have a super huge crush on her, and I don't know how to tell her. I was going to buy the bike and hope she'd realise that she should date me and not the mega-jerks she usually goes for. I don't know, its stupid."

"Its not stupid-what's your name?" 

"Oh, uh, Patrick." He continued to tug at his sleeves.

"Well, Patrick, I think it's a marvellous idea. Maybe you could slip a note or something into the box so that when she opens it she'll see it?"

His eyes lit up. "Holy smokes, you're a genius!"

I ordered in the bike and told Patrick to come back on Monday. 

***

I was doing my invoices when my phone started to ring, blaring the Adventure Time theme tune around the store. I smiled momentarily before picking up.

"Yo, Geetard, what are you doing tonight?" Mikey's voice rang out, sending sharp arrows of pain down the front of my skull.

"Um I don't know, I think I'm gonna go home and have a nice relaxing bath. Why?" I sighed at the thought of sinking into the warm scented water, maybe a couple of candles here and there, the aromas soothing my cracking head.

"Pete wanted to know if you fancy dinner tonight." Mikey sounded excited.

"Uh, I'll talk to Frank. Text me the details."

"Sure, bye."

"Bye Mikes." I hung up, glancing back at the clock. Not long til I could lock up and fuck off. I called Frank, asking him about dinner. He said yes, of course.

"Baby, are you alright?" His voice turned soft and gentle.

I smiled at how caring he could be.

"Yeah, just got this killer migraine."