The Guitar Player (on hold)

Chapter 1

Picture of River on the right. I may add in a description of her in this or another chapter soon :)

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Just the usual summers day in London. The sun was shining through the tall silver slick building as the wind cut through the slight warmth like a pair of scissors through paper.I was walking around London vast greenery with mu best friend Linda.But today was special, today was a challenging day that we think would make a big change to our community.

Me and my best friend Linda were the kind of people who were always helping people every opportunity we could and today we had an amazing idea. We decided to take my guitar and play music in central London for money, but instead of using it ourselves we were going to donate it to a small unnoticed charity named 'The home's movement' which was an organisation which rented out apartments to less fortunate people who cant afford to live in a house.

After coming out of my deep thought I noticed that we had nearly reached out destination. Linda to the left of me looked bored out of her mind as she was dragging a bag full of food with her.As our eyes met she stood up straight and rolled her eyes.

''Are we there yet River?'' Linda threw her hands up into the air like a child.

''Yes were here!'' I copied her hand gesture as we were stud in front of the entrance to a central park.

The central park had to be the golden eye of the whole of London. The beautiful trees spread throughout the park, the small set of swings surrounded by other park activities which stood tall close to the center of everything. We could hear the laughter of children playing in the distance followed by the smell of freshly cut grass. This was the place to definately spread the joy of music.

We ran straight through the entrance to find a place to sit. We spotted a beautiful tree filled with cherry red blossoms which left a lovely trail of its petals underneath it.There stood a small oak tree bench underneath which fit in with the surrounding  beautifully so we decided to sit there. I took my guitar from my guitar case and we both spoke about what song to sing. Finally we decided on our song list.   Anastacia- Left Outside Alone, Elton John- Love Song, A few other random song and last but not least  One Direction- Summer Love*.

As we started to sing a few girl's around 13/14 and an elderly couple sat on a bench facing us decided to listen as they were feeding some birds. The girls proceeded to sit down infront of us and listen. Me and Linda ended the 2 to last song and then began to sing Summer Love.We sang together until Niall's solo but just as I was about to sing... a familiar voice began to sing with me.

"You were my, summer love" I stopped playing the guitar and slowly moved my head backwards.

A tall, manly figure stood behind me. He was wearing his hood up as if he wanted no one to see him.

''Can I help you sir?'' I said with authority in my tone.

He lent down removing his hood slightly so that I could only see his face, he whispered into my ear ''Please be here tomorrow same time, same place so that I can meet you properly'' He placed his hood back onto his head and walked away.I felt chills run down my spine as his voice filled my ears...im sure that I've heard that voice somewhere before. But who was it?

I was deeply lost in thought. His face also seemed vaguely familiar which also fit perfectly with his voice. I Finally began to piece it all together but I still wasn't 100% certain...But I knew that I now had some research to do when I get home.

Whoever he was, he has certainly made an impact that big that I wan't to go and meet him tomorrow...as long as he is who I think he is.

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**Hai everyone! So this is my first ever FanFiction that I had an idea for after reading quite a few other FanFictions. It is a work in progress and I hope that everone enjoys it as much as I enjoy writting it :) Untill next chapter!**

~Emily