In a Café

His Voice, Him

I see the most beautiful person I've ever seen before walk up on that stage and adjust the mic.
"Wow." I I look emotionless, but what I'm feeling-I cannot put in words. Liv and Karly and Noah all look at me. I could feel there eyes on me.
"Ladies and Gentlemen, George Oliver."
He starts to play his guitar.
"Hey, I was going to do this song." I laugh in disbelief.
While he was singing, his voice felt like angels that were comforting me and making me feel whole again.
"Blackbird singing in the dead of night, taking these broken wings and fly." His words were soft and made me feel secure as I sip my wine and put out Liv's cigarette as she handed it to me. But, I never took my eye off of him. And finally, our eyes met.

George's POV.
Wow.. she's gorgeous. I try not to mess up while I see her face and smile while she smiles at me. I have to talk to by the end of the night.
Shes the only girl that caught my eye out of this whole place. I've traveled all over but never have I ever seen anything quite as beautiful as her.
I finish up my song as I'm playing along with it and my fingers brush the cords. As I pick at the strings I smile at her. And I know she can see me. She smiles back at me. That smile is absolutely perfect. I hope she isn't seeing anyone.
I unwrap the guitar string from my shoulder and stand up and bow. I hear the cheers from the crowd and couldn't help but smile.
"Thank you." I say and then walk off the stage.
I have to talk to her. The only thing I can think about.

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Hey, sorry for the short chapters. I don't want this thing to be long and boring. 😂😂