Glam Slam | Larry Stylinson

Chapter Two

"Stop daydreaming on the job, Louis!" Liam croaks in a seemingly serious tone. I immediately snap out of my daze and go back to marking the albums that are moving to clearance.

"Sorry about that, Liam. It won't happen again," I say as sincerely as possible.

"I'm just messing with you," he says with a chuckle. "So, tell me about him."

"Tell you about who?" I ask as I grab the pile of clearance records.

"Loverboy from the other day. Did you ever get his name?" he probes.

"No," I breathe out, "and I probably never will. I think I scared him off like I always seem to do, being the awkward, single dork that I am."

"Really? It was that bad? What even happened after I left?" he questions.

"Yes, it really was that bad," I start, "First of all, I was a blushing mess the whole time. Secondly, my voice cracked when he was checking out. And lastly, when he was just about to leave, I practically yelled to come again far too eagerly. No wonder why I'm single. I can't even talk to a cute boy without making a complete fool of myself."

"I'm sorry to hear that. I bet it wasn't as bad as you think. Did he say anything before he left?" Liam asks.

"He said that he would come again and smiled before walking out the door," I answer.

"So maybe your chances aren't completely off the table," he offers with an encouraging squeeze to my shoulder.

"Maybe," I say with a doubtful shrug, "It doesn't matter anyway, since I'll probably never see him ever again." As if on cue, in walks mystery boy, this time, with another guy. Great, that must be his boyfriend or something. Now, even if I did get a do-over, he is most likely taken by that blonde guy.

"Welcome in," Liam asserts as the two begin to skim through the New Arrivals. I try to contain the jealousy building up in the pit of my stomach, mentally smack myself for even feeling this way about a boy I don't even know the name of.

Mystery boy soon breaks away from blondie and begins looking at the classic rock albums just like last time. I wish he was alone like last time. At least he has his hair pulled back into a cute, little bun on top of his head this time, that's new.

"Harry," blondie obnoxiously squawks. I don't even know this guy, but he bugs the crap out of me. At least I know the mystery boy's name now. Harry. A perfect name for a perfect boy. His name echoes through my mind like a song I never want to end.

"Do you think she will like this?" he asks Harry, "I have to find the perfect album for Amelia for her anniversary present." I take back everything I have said about blondie. He's straight! Thank you, gay god!

"It's perfect! I think she'll love it, Niall" Harry replies. So his name is Niall. Harry and Niall are just friends. That doesn't mean that Harry is gay, but it doesn't mean that he isn't. I can't help the smile that appears on my face. But it soon fades as the two walk towards the counter, leaving me in a fit of panic.

Act natural. I go to organize the pens near the register, but I knock them to the floor in the process. Damn it. Not again, Louis. Always embarrassing yourself in front of cute boys.

"Here," Harry says as he hands the pens he collected from the floor. Our hands brush once again, and I can't control the blush spread across my cheeks. I mumble a quiet thanks as I prepare them for check out.

"Is this all for you two today?" I rhetorically ask as Niall hands me the record. "Britney Spears, Oops!... I Did It Again. Nice choice," I say as I punch in the price on the computer. "Your total will be $21.95."

Harry and I make eye contact for the first time today as Niall swipes his card. Our eyes don't break as I print out Niall's receipt and place it in the bag alongside the record for his girlfriend.

The moment is obviously ruined when Niall tugs on Harry's arm as they turn to leave the store. As Harry approaches the door, he looks back at me and gives a bright, dimpled smile that I know will linger in my mind for the rest of the day.

"Come again," I say, this time with confidence.

"I will," he replies with a playful wink as Niall pulls him out of the store.