Written Mine on my Upper Thigh

002

Taylor's Pov: 

I'm sitting in the car on the way home from the meeting with Paul. He'd just let me know that he's planning to spend more time with his family and won't be with me on my next tour. I love Paul he's been my guitarist for basically my entire career and he's such a great person too. I played some of my best shows with Paul and he's also a good friend. I've gotten to know both his wife and his kid and they're the cutest and sweetest people ever. I get why Paul doesn't want to leave them to join me on my next tour. He's been with me through some of the worst times in my career and I really wish him all the best. But now I have about a month to find another guitarist before rehearsals start. I've just let Tree know and she said that she'll help me look for a new guitarist. I tell my driver to take me to the square so I can get some air and also get some coffee. I've been in meetings with 13 Management about the tour for days so honestly I don't care if people see me right now as long as I am sitting and drinking coffee it's fine. I get out of the car with Jimmy, my bodyguard, following closely. I walk towards the square, I don't usually come here at least not like this as this square usually had quite a dense crowd so I was glad when I saw that it was reasonably unbusy today.  I could hear someone playing and singing as I made my way to the cafe that Gigi said was amazing. Entering the main part of the square I hear very familiar lyrics. My lyrics. Curious as to who was singing I see a group of people sitting next to the cafe where I was headed and standing right in front of them is a brunette. Her voice had a cute little rasp as she sang my song. I smile, it's cute when I hear people singing my songs. I walk over discreetly drawing as little attention to myself as possible. I stand at the back and listen, I love the little bits of herself she adds to my song. A women sitting in front of me turn to grab something out of her bag and looks at me. Next thing I know the entire crowd starts screaming and gathering around me. I feel bad for drawing the attention away from the singer who looks up, her eyes widening. I flash her a warm smile and she continues to stare in shock. I take a few photos with people before I walk into the cafe, I sit by the window so I can continue watching the girl brunette sing. 

"Hi ma'am, what can I get you today?" Mike, or at least what that's what his name tag says, asks standing behind me slightly flustered. 

"Just a caramel latte would be nice, thanks," I say as he nods, smiles and walks away quickly. 

I turn back to the singer as she finishes the song and thanks the crowd. She looks so sweet. Mike comes back with my coffee and I thank him. I see the girl come in and put her guitar in her a case and pull a slightly battered electric guitar from the behind the counter and put it in its respective case. She then picks up her bag from behind the counter, quickly glances at me and sits at a table a couple behind mine. I think I just found my new guitarist, maybe she can open too. I watch as she asks Mike to make her coffee as she pulls her phone out. I pull my phone out too, dialing Tree's number. 

"Hey, Tay what's up?"

"I think I just found a new guitarist,"

"That was fast,"

"Yea, so anyways, I went to get coffee right and I hear someone singing, and then I hear her sing one of my songs and so I got curious and I see her outside the cafe. So I watch from like the back but them people got excited so I went into the cafe and she's here right now and I need you to tell me that it's a good idea." 

"Taylor, do you even know who she is?"

"No, but I'll find out."

"I mean it's your tour,"

"So it's good idea," 

"I didn't say that, but I mean go for it if you want," 

"thank you Tree,"