ONCE A WALLFLOWER: When will this story be mine?

BEST THINGS I DIDN'T PREDICT

He's wordless; probably he didn't expect my answer. 

But I didn't regret what I've said, because I know, it didn't come out of rush or pressure.

It came from my heart; I feel it and I wanted to be honest with it.

"Your turn," I said trying to divert the uncomfortable situation into another topic. 

"Your name sounded like it's for women" I added in case he didn't get what I mean by it's his turn.

"It came from my father; he is actually a varsity of soccer during his college days and aside from that he incredibly loves guitar. Like it's the second thing he is good at " He explains.

"So, your name came from a famous soccer player? " I asked because I am confused.

"No, the name Gretsch came from one of the famous guitar brands " He says sounding proud. 

"I actually have three brothers: Fender, Gibson, Me and Jackson. We are all named after guitar brands" He added.

"Oh, I didn't see that coming I thought it's from the player he loves "  I said.

"No, I just added the soccer thing to give you the idea how great he is. HAHAHHA my dad is really cool you know." He said laughing.

And I am relieved that we're in the normal situation now. 

"I heard you too, playing guitar during our events." I said, remembering how many times I heard him play. 

He's looks amazing when he plays.

"Yeah, I specifically love fender " He says. 

"How is the band then? " I asked.

"It's doing fine, we actually started from scratch like its a sudden jamming until it turns out like this. You can visit our page, we actually wrote a lot of good songs " He explained. 

Now, I know what kind of topic he is really interested in.

He then started sending the links of their songs they posted online.

"If you are free, you can visit us in the studio where we practice." He says. 

"Sure!" I answered, sounding excited, but still I wasn't sure if I can go. 

"How about in gigs?" He added. 

"I would love to. Just tell me when" I said.

What am I doing? 

Gigs as in beer? Beers, group of people, loud noise? 

It's different from my way of living but 

Alright, I'll try.

"Really? That's Great" He said, sounding happily. 

Now, I am stuck between he will be disappointed or I will do something that is out of comfort.

He then sends me a picture of his mom abruptly. 

"Your mom is beautiful," I said looking thoroughly in the photo. I am trying to figure out who he looked like his father, or his mom. 

"Yeah, she's half Spanish and Filipino, I wish I got her bony nose" He said laughing.

And I laughed too because I wished the same thing before.