Welp, so I've been listening to the BTMovie soundtrack for days now and I've been listening to the Beatles a lot more now because of it. And I'm not even the biggest fan of what I'm doing with this... BUT, I cannot finish what I have started. (PS, I'm terrible at writing chapter stories, so that's definitely out of the question.) Anyways, back to the point, I'm gonna ATTEMPT to do these as drabbles or whatever. So, every one will have a Beatles song incorporated into them. Or I hope. And my finals week is coming up, so who knows when these will be done. So, yeah. Anyways, I hope you like them. And feel free to review and/or give ideas. Also, I wanna reply to reviews but I'm fanfiction illiterate. Oh, and I don't know about the rating. I'm just guessing here. Haha, so I'm gonna shut up now. So, heeeere weeee goooo.
Carlos Garcia had the same routine every day. Wake up, shower, eat breakfast, head off to his 9-5 office job, take a walk through the park, head home to eat dinner and go to bed. He didn't need a change, it was fine for him and it worked; until a Tuesday changed his life.
He was on his daily walk through the park when he saw a young man, around the same age as himself, sitting on a park bench, playing his guitar. He stared at the man, completely mesmerized by him. He had never believed in love at first sight, but Carlos assumed that this is what it felt like. Carlos walked closer, unable to take his eyes off of him. He sat down on the bench across from him and held up his newspaper to make himself less obvious. The young brunet began singing and Carlos felt his heart swell.
"He's a real nowhere man, sitting in his nowhere land, making all these nowhere plans, for nobody," the brunet sang. "Doesn't have a point of view, knows not where he's going to, isn't he a bit like you and me?"
Carlos lowered the paper to find the brunet staring straight at him. He quickly looked away, got up and hurried away. When he felt far enough away, he turned back around to see the man's eyes still on him. Carlos couldn't wait to get home.
The next day, Carlos started his routine all over again, but he couldn't forget the brunet. His voice was playing in his head over and over. He walked home through park as always and saw the man again, sitting in the same spot, playing his guitar. He sat on the same bench as the day before, but this time actually looked at the brunet while he played. The man noticed Carlos and gave him a slight smile. Carlos bashfully looked away, a small blush rising on his cheeks. He rose to his feet, his eyes never leaving Carlos and headed towards him. The man cleared his throat and Carlos looked up to see him standing in front of him.
"Hi, I'm Logan," he outstretched his hand towards Carlos. Carlos reached out and shook Logan's hand and it felt like electricity was running through his body.
"C-Carlos. I'm Carlos."
"See you around, Carlos."
So that was it. And I'm writing the next one right now, so I hope to get it out soon. Review if you like. :)
PS, the song is called Nowhere Man. :)