Here we have it, Chapter two.
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Magnus POV
Blue eyes, black hair, red cheeks, drawing pad and tree, that was what was going through my mind when I sat down at my desk my study, which compared to the rest of my apartment was very dull. The person who owned the place before me died in this study, I decided to leave it the same in her memory the rest of the apartment was shining a lot mostly because of the glitter sprawled everywhere but I loved it.
The room had a rather Victorian era feel about it, a wooden chair railing ran along the midsection of the wall, breaking the white paint, which has tinged slightly yellow over time. Red velvet curtains hung from the widows, I tended to leave them closed so I could concentrate better as the sun would shine right on to the dark pine desk reflecting from paper and blinding you
I had gone to the park in search of inspiration for a new album, I had been told it was beautiful and serene particularly at sun down. I had also heard of the mystical mountain top view which is what sold the location to me in the first place.
Upon making my way to the park I had not found the inspiration I was looking for but rather a different kind, the kind of blue eyes and shy boys, hints the thoughts currently running through my head.
In all honesty I had no idea the man in question was even there, until about half an hour into watching the sun setting and being lost in thought, when he fell from the tree top.
I search through the wooden drawers of the desk in search of a piece of paper and then scrambling for the broken pencil in my pocket. The blue-eyed wonder had been in such a rush to leave he neglected to take it back, I would therefore use this pencil to write my new album, which unbeknown to him would be dedicated to him.
I had just gotten myself ready to start, smirking at thoughts of the boy when I heard a knocking on my door.
Despite the lack of an answer two figures made there way into the room and I turned in my seat. "Woolsey, Will, ever heard of waiting for an answer?" I questioned with a raised eyebrow and voice dripping in sarcasm.
Woolsey Scott was my band manager, he had blond curly hair and had the tendency to remind me of an old professor despite his youth. At this moment however, he looked rather pissed off with Will which didn't surprise me.
Will is the pianist of the band, who now that I thought about it bore a similar appearance to the man who had been circulating my thoughts for at least the last hour, he had the same jet-black hair but rather than an ocean blue set of eyes his where darker and more of a bottle blue.
"We never knock magnus, what's got you looking so glowing this evening, you where really stressed out this morning?" Will questioned, he seemed rather moody too, probably at Woolsey."
"He can be happy if he wants William, personally I would rather him happy considering when he's happy he writes better music and seems to be the only one writing. " I can always count on Woolsey I thought before he finished hoping I' got away with not having to talk about the reason for my happy glow, but alas he continued talking and ruined it.
"But I agree with Will, what's going on I haven't seen you like this since, well since, Camille." I hate him…
"Don't bring her up." I stated way to sternly for my own good it was something I didn't like or didn't want to talk about I just wanted to forget about her, I think about the blue-eyed beauty I had meet almost an hour ago, trying to distract myself from the conversation and I wonder if he has seen the note yet? I wonder if he has but just doesn't call because he isn't the least bit interested. Or wait was he even gay? And what did he mean when he said he had no one? Why was he in such a rush? I had so many questions for that darling man, the most obvious one being, what's your name?
"Earth to Magnus, buddy are you there?" it was Will this time, I must've been thinking for longer than I thought.
"umm yeah sorry I was just thinking about our next album… or something" I mumble and it definitely sounds like a lie.
"you know what I think Will, I think Magnus likes someone" Woolsey pipes up and I want to hit him.
"And who exactly would that be I'm too busy to even go out"
"Of course, too busy to go out. That's why no-one was home when we got here..." Will continued rather sarcastically for my liking, wait how long have they been here?
"Wait how long have you guys been here?" I verbalised my thoughts.
"Don't worry we only just got here we saw you walking into the front door, Will is just being a dick, so were where you then?"
I sighed in relief before answering, "Oh, I went for a walk trying to find some inspiration, not that it's any of your business."
"Did you find any?" Woolsey continued.
"I think so." I left the rest of my sentence hang as I walked into the kitchen switching on the kettle, "Coffee for Will, tea for Woolsey, right?"
I got a harmonized hum of please and it left me wondering whether that had been previously rehearsed but pinned it to a coincidence.
The pair stayed until about nine or ten as they usually did but I decided on an early night vacating to my bedroom at about eight with my phone hoping to have received a text or a call, anything from the man in the tree.
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