Once upon a time there was a lovely little concert hall in which a concert was being held. The mesmerising sound of the guitar was filling the air and nobody was breathing. Even the Earth stood still for those 10 minutes so the magical music wouldn't be interrupted. One Girl, around the age of 19, was especially touched by it. The artist on stage, has won the first place at the festival and was now playing just for himself and his love of music. Without a care in the world, he was the world to the Girl. After the final tone, he slowly stood up and bowed gracefully. And that's when she noticed how handsome he was. He was tall, athletic, with unusual face features framed with perfect Prince Charming hair. Everything about him was in harmony, just like his music. Every move he made was sophisticated and classy and yet so effortless. He wasn't just bowing, he was caressing the air. He wasn't just walking, he was gliding across the floor. He didn't just leave the room, he disappeared and took the magic with him, leaving her with just a few sparkles in her mind.
The same night, the Girl and her sister went to the hotel where participants of the festival were having their going away party. They met people from all around world, all very friendly and with a shared love for the classical guitar. As the Girl was politely trying to get out of a chit-chat that was becoming very inappropriate by the second, the mysterious guitar player appeared. He came just in time to give her an excuse to end her uncomfortable conversation. It never even crossed her mind he was gonna be there.
He introduced himself as Guy and with just these few words he got under her skin. His velvety voice was spiced with a heavenly British accent she adored. For the next hour or so it was like nobody else existed but them. He showed her the pictures of his hometown. Village, actually. It was a picture perfect English village with bright green grass and wonderful clusters of flowers everywhere. The Girl was amazed by the pictures and him and failed to notice another girl had joined them, until she started calling Guy to come with her. She totally ignored the Girl, and was whining that she wants to go and that she needs him to go with her. Like a gentleman he is, Guy told her to go first and that he'll be there in a minute or two, so he could finish his conversation. He said that he was very happy to have met her and expressed his apologies for leaving her like that. He excused himself and went after the not-so-happy girl. Since it was his last day there it was their goodbye.
A year passed by, during which the two of them found each other on a social network, but didn't actually stay in touch. The Girl would once in a while check what he's been up to, but that was it. The time came for the festival to be held again. She found out that he was coming (this time as a jury) and she was very excited to see him again. She wasn't sure how and where to find him, so she met with some other guys she met the year before, hoping he would be there. It was a cocktail party of some sort and there were a lot of people there, but he wasn't one of them. She decided to make the most of it, just have fun and enjoy her night.
Two hours later the Guy was there. He was at the bar talking to one of the guys she was with, looking more beautiful than ever in a lovely tight green sweater. The Girl had no way of knowing whether he would remember her, so her heart was racing like crazy. She never felt so frightened and yet so happy at the same time. As she approached them, he looked at her, into her eyes and his face lit up in a second. He knew who she was and he was truly glad to see her again. And in a moment or two it was just the two of them again. He was her Prince Charming, looking like one and acting like one. They were talking about England again and he expressed his desire to visit some other places in her country. They arranged to have an excursion a few days later after the festival and spend the whole day together. He excused himself after saying he was very tired and turned to everyone to say good night. They had a group of people around them listening to their every word and just standing there waiting for their presence to be acknowledged. They seemed relieved after the two of them stopped talking and he went away.
The next day the competition was being held and the Girl was there. She was a bit late but that gave her the chance to see who was there. Once again, she had hoped he would be there and once again she failed to find him. None the less, she enjoyed the music very much. She was absorbed by it, feeling every tone, every little pause. She was in her own little world as she turned her head just a little to the side just to lock eyes with the Guy. She had no idea where he came from but he was there, a few chairs from her. She was shocked and she just turned back around, trying to concentrate on the sound of a guitar. She managed to get herself together and was once more lost in her thoughts listening to the competitors playing. Suddenly she saw Guy two rows in front of her, as he was heading towards the exit. At the last moment he turned his head in her direction and their eyes locked once more.
After the competition, they found each other outside and talked a bit about their opinions on who was the best and such. Then he asked what was she gonna do next. And that's when the confusion started. The Girl was very hungry at that moment and she said she was gonna go eat. His next question was Where, which she thought was strange because she meant to go home and have lunch. She answered she didn't know yet, as she was confused. Guy asked about some coffee shops there because he wanted to get some coffee and she started talking gibberish. Then he left, leaving her to get some food so she wouldn't starve to death. However, the other guys talked her into coming to the hotel and eating there with them. When they got there, Guy was there as well, confused to see her there. He didn't say a word and just continued to his room.
The next few days they kept missing each other. The Girl was looking for him but he was nowhere to be found, and Guy was looking for her and she wasn't there. Finally the day of their excursion has come, but they haven't made any arrangements. They didn't have each others phone numbers, so the Girl sent him a message via the social network. She got an answer 5, 6 hours later, when she already realized nothing was gonna happen. And yet she had hoped she was wrong. He explained that he had to fly back to London two days earlier and that he was trying to find her many times but was unsuccessful. He also mentioned he might visit in 6 months again. The Girl was crushed when she read the message. Not only they weren't gonna spend the day together, but he was already back home without saying good bye.
The Girl is actually me. And Guy really do exist (his name isn't Guy, it's just for the purpose of this blog). All of this happened to me, and it all started a year ago. A month has passed by since he left, and I'm still full of grief. We never got the chance to talk much or spend some time together, but he got me all hooked up on him. I feel so crazy, irrationally attracted to him. I wanna jump on him and do things to him, with him. I want him to just be there besides me and do nothing. I want him to stare at me once more with his piercing eyes. I have never felt such intense feelings for a person I barely know. I actually wanted to sit on plane and go to London right away so I can say bye at least. He made me wanna write again, and after a year or so, I did. I wrote a story about an artist who changed one girls life.
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