Hello people, (WARNING: THIS MAY TURN OUT TO BE A LONG READ AND THE PLOT IS LIKE A FANFIC, lol)

Thruth be told, I did not meet Niel's lips (but you probably figured that out)..

What I met was, a boy who had lips like his.

And long-ish brown hair just like Niel had/has (I'm not sure how he looks like now).

And this is how the story goes:

Me and two of my friends have a sort-of-a-band. We all play acoustic guitars and they both sing (my voice is too weak and quiet and sux ;/ )

So,  we joined a guitar-player concert. We were there last year also. This year the rule was to have at least one guitar in the band (there were very little participants, I live in a desert, jk, it's a village-thingy, the event was held in a neighbour village), so there were 4 solos/groups that only had guitars and 4 bands with the drums, base, etc.

Fast  forward. We were waiting for our turn; I was just looking around the place at random things and people when someone caught my eye. It was that boy. The place was bad-lit so I couldn't quite see his face, still he caught my attention.

He was holding on to a pair of drum sticks so I figured he was a drummer. (There were three of them in the band - solo guitarist/vocal, base guitarist and the drummer.)

They were the last to perform, right after us. -Somewhere between the moment I saw him and their performence, one of my band mates told me that this guy, the drummer, lived in the same dorm as my other friend (in the opposite room!!), who lives in a different town. Which was a suprise fact to me and somehow gave me hope that I could maybe even get introduced to him. - I messed up the beginning of our first song so I was feeling down and my band mates consoled me. And then they stepped on the stage. The vocalist said, they were going to play something completely different from the others. At first I didn't get it, but then they started and I was like 'oh'.

It was this really nice garage rock, loud, fast, with all the hair wiping and a little singing+screamo.

It's not the kind of music I listen to alot, but I do like some of it. And I've got to say - they were amazing.

The best performance of the night, was what I thought. And I could tell - a lot of people didn't agree with me, they just don't get that kind  of music.

Fast Foreward 2. The afterparty.

I was about to enjoy live music and crazy dancing with ma girls, when he came from the basement room (there was a table with food and drinks for the performers, nothing big, but nice), and sat down on the opposite side of the room on one of the chairs, that were lined against the wall.

We were sitting by a table on the opposite side of the room, only the dance floor seperated us.

I didn't think my friend really knows him, but she walked up to him and they talked, so my hopes of getting introduced returned.

Somewhere in the midst of it all, I got know his name. It was almost accidentally.

(My friend's a vegetarian, but she accidentally took a snack that had meat in it. So I asked her, where she had put it. She said, I gave it to [his name]. And I asked who's that, so she answered. And I was all :'GREAT SUCCESS!' in my mind.

I think his name is beautiful. :3)

There were other things to think about, so I forgot about him, even though he was running in the back of my mind still.

That's when he came to sit at our table.

Which is also the moment I got awkward, as it always happens, you see.

It was not  as bad this time though.

But, what didn't help at all, was my ex-crush coming to sit at our table to talk to my friends.

Just my luck, you see.

But I was not stiff and quiet like I usually am in situations like this, no, I had had a couple of drinks, so what I did was, I talked and laughed with  my friends, which wasn't that usual if we're speaking about this me over here.

It must've looked exaggerated...

Also, that was when I noticed those lips (and THE smile <3) and that he was really cute (or maybe it was the lighting and the drinks...orz)

Did I tell you he had glasses? Well, he did, and at that time he had taken them off, so I could see his face pretty clearly (except - the drinks and the lighting...).

 

So I thought that was it, seeing and sitting at the same table. (oh, by the way, his two band mates were there too, in case you're wondering, which you're probably not..because no one will read it this far orz)

But - no!

I am the shy type, so I didn't dare to even think of starting up a conversation, and so.

At one moment I had gone to the girl's room or something and when I came back, the seating had changed a bit so I didn't have a choice but to sit  in a free spot nearer the dance floor. So it was: people, one of my other friends, me and the only free spot right next to, yours truly, me.

And what do you know - he wasn't present at that time.

(Btw, when I came to the table, I did something stupid/clumsy/etc., (I don't remember exactly what) and his bandmates stared at me, which would usually make me uncomfortable, but  I just burst out laughing, and then took my clutch bag to look through it, just to have a distraction, lol. (I'm quite thankful for the loud music in the background, it could've gotten worse.) I don't have a cell phone for now, which would have come in so handy at that moment orz)

So, when he returned, like the easy-going guy he is, without any thoughts about my heart having an attack, he sat down next to me.

-and I died.

Then he stared at me (?), and I stared back. For a couple of seconds.  >////< THANK YOU, BAD LIGHTING!!

Honestly, he had drunk alcohol, so it might've been just the effect of that or my imagination (that of a fangirl).

BUT-

then HE spoke to ME D:

-I died again
He asked me, why was I sad. I told him, I was just bored. Which really was the case before he came and flooded my thoughts with his own self.

Then he asked, why. Then - my name. I told him, and wanted to ask him for his name (funny, since I already knew the answer, haha. That's how I fail at trying to keep a conversation going - I ask back the same things orz).

But he pretty much only let me answer his questions, before asking some more, which was good because I at making them up. Then I noticed my friends making hearts with their hands, showing them to us. I don't even know if he saw them or not orz I just made a weird face back at them (me inside: I WISH!)

We spoke little but it was nice. At one point he stopped and I had things I wanted to say but I'm a freaking coward and I didn't.  I was waiting for the 'right moment', when it was actually a 'now or never' kind of a moment.

He was also, funny.

The friend who knew him, told me that he was weird. Which I like. (And I suppose that is weird).

The friend called me and we went somewhere, to get some food, I guess. I didn't want to leave, but at the same time I did, because I'm an awkward turtle around boys I like (well, pretty much boys in general, but more the ones I really like).

At some point we were outside, people smoking, I don't smoke, so me just standing there. There was a coversation between my friend and the base guitarist from that band, which I actually got the courage to join (the conversation). Before I did though, I heard something which made me think that the drummer is gay.

And I thought, there goes another cute boy, who no girl will ever get. Which made me a bit disappointed, but at least I managed to get the left bits of my hopes go away

But, while in the girl's room I told that friend, pretty much, that I liked the drummer boy. I also asked, so he's gay?

Turned out it was sort of a basic known joke between young people from her town.

oh, I lmao, really.

Hopes came back, no doubt.

 

Near to the ending of this 'my-feels' time, we were just chilling in a dark area by the building where the party took place, and it was a  nice atmosphere somehow. But he got a call, and said they had to get going to their car in a few minutes.

'No!',  I thought, 'I didn't yet ask you if you dance and, if you did, I wanted to ask you to a dance , nooooooes' orz

He hugged the friend who knew him and I so wished he would hug me too...

 

And he did. He hugged us both at the same time. And I felt special. But then he hugged three more girls and I didn't anymore...

orz

 

 

That's about it.

Oh! The vocalist told my friend, they would ask her to come when they're having another performance, she told this to me and  was like :"I'm going too!"

Which would be great, but it's in that town she lives and it's pretty far away, and the bus/train tickets are expensive D:

I hope, I get to go though.

 

P.S. I am sooo a pedo-noona.

The drummer is around two years younger then I am, so that makes him 16 y/o...and I'm, well, 18..

OTL