Brendons pov:

"When's the shift finally over?", I asked, sighing.

"In a few minutes, Brendon, we'll get through it", Josh said, tapping on my shoulder.

It was a random day in the small music shop I worked at. The only difference was, that it was quite busier than normally and we had to wear Christmas hats.
I couldn't wait for the day to end. I could go home, drink some hot chocolate and just relax.

"I won't survive it, Josh", I said, groaning, "this day will never end."

"It will end in a exact 6 and a half minutes, that isn't that much."

A costumer came in, causing the little bell at the door to ring. I gasped loudly and tried to hide behind one of the guitars, standing in front of me

I knew the costumer well.

It was Ryan Ross.

I heard Josh laughing silently in the distance at my reaction but I don't think Ryan noticed. You have to know that I have a crush on him now for about 2 years, and I'm just too shy to ask him out. I don't even know if he likes me or not.

"Brendon?", Josh asked loudly, "can you come over here?"

I cursed in my mind. Josh did that on purpose, but he knows that I'm just gonna embarrass myself in front of the handsome costumer.

"Yeah, what is it?", I asked, trying to stay calm.

"Can you show this costumer our best guitars?", Josh asked, raising his eyebrow.

"I have to go and.... clean the pianos, yeah exactly..
I have to clean the pianos", I lied, scratching the back of my neck.

Ryan mouth turned into a small smile and I think my heart forgot how to beat for a second.

"I can do that, you know more about guitars than I do", Josh said.

"But-", I said, but Josh quickly rushed away from us.

"You are the guitar expert", Josh said, before disappearing into another room.

I looked at Ryan, who had a small smile on his face.

"What kind of guitar are you looking for, Ryan?", I asked, trying to avoid eye contact.

"My cousin wants to start playing the guitar, do you have something for a 12-year old beginner?", he asked.

"Yeah... I guess we do", i said, already making my way over to the big amount of guitars.

I was about to grab one when I accidentally touched one of the standing guitars, which were falling down like dominos.

"Oh fuck", I mumbled under my breath while I tried to hold the rest of guitars from falling.

"You alright? I heard something crash here", Ryan asked worried, stepping inside the guitar room just to see me standing there, holding three guitars in my hands I managed to safe.

"Woah, what happened, are you ok?", he asked, stepping closer.

"Yeah, I'm alright", I said, "the guitars just aren't."

"Wait, let me help you", Ryan said, already putting the guitars in place again, while I laid the ones in my hand back.

"Thanks", I mumbled, "I'm extremely clumsy sometimes."

Ryan let out a small laugh and ran with his hand trough his perfect hair. I could stare at him forever.

"Well... you said you could show me a good guitar for my cousin?", ryan said.

"Oh, right!", I said, picking up a small, beginner guitar, "this one is good for beginners."

"Thanks", Ryan said, taking it carefully, "so you also play the guitar?"

Oh, he wanted to start small talk. I nervously scratched my neck and rambled: "yes I do, I think since I am 7 years old and I have always loved it, but then I stopped for a year when I...", I stopped when I noticed that I probably rambled too much again, so I just added a small: "uhm... yeah."

Ryan chuckled next to me and said, "that's cool, and also any other instruments?"

"Yeah, drums and piano", I said, not wanting to mess up like earlier again.

Ryan just nodded and took a look at the guitar, before walking to the cash register.
I followed him quickly.

I told him the price and he gave me the money. I didn't really look at it, I kept my head down, not wanting to meet his eyes. The chances that I'm gonna make a fool of myself is just too big.

"Thanks", I mumbled.

The next thing I heard were Ryan's footsteps on the floor, followed by the small bell at the door.

I sighed out loud and took a look at the money and narrowed my eyes when I saw a small white piece of paper between the money.

I took it and saw a small note written on it.

There was a telephone number and a small sentence right next to it.

Do you already have something planned for Saturday? Sorry this was taking 2 years for me to tell you, but I would really like to get to know you better:)

-ryan

My heart was jumping out of my chest when my eyes flew over the small piece of paper.

I immediatly looked up, out of the window, seeing Ryan smiling at me, causing me to return the smile.

I bite my lip and put the note in my pocket and quickly walked after Ryan.

Well, I didn't think that this shift would end this soon... :)

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12.12

Christmas- Michael bublé

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