PRS boyxboy

"Um I-I... I like m-music I guess... Uh and r-reading and s-so, I'm a nerd I know." I mumble. God, why did I tell him that? Reading!? Seriously, he will think I'm a total nerd in-a-bad-way. I'm glad I didn't tell him more.
"Y-you?" I ask him, still embarrassed of what I said seconds ago.

Dan shook his head. "Well that isn't so nerdy. I like reading too. And I love music. I plat guitar on my freetime" he said and put his things in his locker. "I like to draw too. But I don't tell that to many. Most people thinks it's a girl thing". He smiled toward Joe.

Maybe I'm not that nerdy after all...
"I-I don't think it's a girly thing, I m-mean there are very many famous um... Many guys famous for their paintings a-and s-so... B-barley any girls." I say. Why would he think that? That's awful. He's cool... No. Don't. I tell myself. Don't. Start. Liking. Him.

Dan laughed a little bit. "Try to tell that to all the other people in the world". Most people saw it as something girly. "But thanks, that made me feel less girly". He gave Joes shoulder a friendly thrust. "But what music do you like then?" he wondered.

"Uh..." Will he judge me? Should I tell him...?
"Well um bands like AC/DC, Sleeping With Sirens, All Time Low and uh... 5 s-second of summer." Crap. They're not a band for guys are they? Will he think I'm stupid. Weird?
"Uh so like punk-rock, rock and uh pop-rock...?" I cough and mumble:
"What about you?"

Dan waited for his answer and slowly nodded. "I think I've only heard about AC/DC, and they're good. And I think I heard some song from 5 seconds or summer or what they where called" he said and smiled. He then shook his shoulders. "A bit of everything, though I dislike rap and such stuff. But I mostly like songs with much guitars in them, because then I can learn to play them" he said and leaned against the wall and adjusted the beanie over his hair.

Oj är det min tur helvete. Förlåt gånger 100000. Jag trodde jag hade svarat o.o Don't hate me help okay ill write

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He adjusted his beanie in a way that made him look even more attractive than he already was. God, he's killing me.
And he plays guitar. It's not fair. He's so perfect.
I shake away the thoughts and look at him.
"T-that's cool. You have to um play for me someday i-if you w-want to uh yeah s-sorry for asking if y-you don't-uh I'll just..." I awkwardly look down. I need to shut up. God.