cantaloupe

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geoffs p.o.v.

walking out of the store and realizing i have no ride since my only friends were at work, goddamn jawn and otto for being responsible assholes who actually have normal jobs unlike me, and irresponsible asshole that plays guitar for a living. although i'm just a guitarist i still make a fair amount of money since i help record for bands like good charlotte and i did a few guitar tracks for mikey way, i'm honestly living my dream. but i still had to walk home.

when i finally got back to my house i put all my groceries away except a sandwich i bought from the deli and a bottle of orange juice. after doing so i noticed i had a few texts from an unknown number, which i assumed were awsten.

unknown;
hey!
this is awsten btw
just making sure i got the
right number :)

geoff;
right number!  how are u haha,
u seemed a lil bit flustered earlier ;)

while i waited for a response i added the purple haired boy to my contacts, awstennn🍇 is what i settled on since i obviously had to make a joke about his hair color.

awstennn🍇;
im good! still a bit flustered ngl
but what would you expect from
someone who just saw an angel?

geoff;
wow, are u always this
flirtatious lmao

awstennn🍇;
oh! hes an angel with good a
good vocabulary!! multi talented

geoff;
hey! do you wanna come
over for lunch? ive got plenty of
food and no one to share with

awstennn🍇;
sure! whats the address?

geoff;
4251 noble oak trail (houston obviously)

awstennn🍇;
wait, really?? i live on noble
oak too wtf thats crazy
anyway, ill be right over :)

holy shit geoff, you just invited someone you just met to your house, he could be a fucking serial killer for all you know! not every serial killer dresses in dark colors, some can wear bright orange and have purple hair and wear a necklace with blue and clear foot charms on it! ok, definitely not a serial killer, but ya never know.

and with that i heard my doorbell ring, it only took awsten a few minute to get to my house so he obviously lived extremely close to me. i let him in and greeted him with a hug and led him to the kitchen which was just around the corner from my front door. "get whatever you want, i've got plenty of food!" i said with a smile but i could feel my cheeks turning red, awsten was so damn cute and i couldn't help but feel bad for having a crush on someone i literally met in a grocery store just an hour ago, it's dumb but if he's just so cute!

"dude, it's kinda funny, our houses have the exact same floor plan from what i've seen so far," awsten said softly but definitely loud enough to hear "but that's not important, what do you do for a living, not to be that annoying guy that makes small talk or anything! i actually find small talk interesting!"

i quickly responded with my normal answer of "i don't actually have a job, i play guitar and typically just fill in for bands on tracks for albums! i've recorded with good charlotte and mikey way though, those are my biggest accomplishments not gonna lie." i probably sounded like an idiot but i know i look like an idiot staring into the boys eyes, they were two different colors and i found it extremely attractive. i've always loved how heterochromia looks but i haven't met anyone with it. "your eyes are really pretty." i blurted out without thinking and felt my face become a deep red out of embarrassment.

"really? in school kids used to call me the devil because of my eyes, honestly i kind of assume it freaks everyone out at this point." awsten responded quickly while eating a peanut butter and jelly sandwich, "you know since i just thought of this i'll bring it up, i'm actually in the music industry too, i'm a singer but my current band isn't gonna go anywhere and the other members are kinda giving up on it now that i think about it. but i have a normal job too, i take calls for a law firm even though i know absolutely nothing about law. in the long run i just wanna be in a band though."

"dude! i'm pretty sure my friend otto plays drums and i have a pretty good following because of my work with good charlotte, we should totally start a band!" i stated ecstatically without thinking that otto has never met this guy and i just met him, "unless you don't want to of course, not gonna force you to do anything since i try not to be an asshole." nice one geoff, bringing your best friend into this, he's never even met awsten, what if he absolutely hates him?

"otto? drums? is that by chance otto wood? we went to school together if it is him, we were in a band together in high school but broke up because we couldn't find a bassist we liked." he said to my surprise. no one knows otto, he's the least relevant of anyone i'm friends with even though i post him on my instagram every couple of posts.

"actually yeah, that is the same otto, small world i guess! are y'all close? i've never heard him talk about you." i said with a smile.

[A/N]
word count: 925
HOLY SHIT I HATE THIS CHAPTER
this was originally just gonna be a filler but it developed into something and idk lmao, it happened