1 Intro

Every one is reading love stories these days. Well, so am I. But the story you're about to know, isn't quite a 'love story'. It starts with admiration, gets to friendship, eventually love but then, it transcends into something much deeper,much richer. I'm not sure what it's called. But boy, it holds power! You will witness the power along the journey. Shall we start?

Chapter 1

Amilia mindlessly scrolled through Instagram. Not paying mind to any of her surroundings. He was holding another one of his 'sessions', and she had no idea where it was. He usually would mention the venue in his every post but this time, the caption read, "At my favorite place! Can you guess it?" Well no, Amilia, better known as Amy, couldn't. It had been only 3 months since she had noticed him. A tall young man singing on the streets of California like he owned the state. His initials 'D.A.' were carved on his fairly old, black acoustic guitar.

He preferred to call himself the 'Street Romeo'. In fact his Instagram ID also went with that. He wasn't popular by any meaning. He was a fine guitarist but as a singer? Well he had some faults. After learning music since the tender age of 3, it was quite natural for her to classify one's mistakes. But what drew her to him, like a moth to flame, was his voice. The raw emotion in his voice was something she couldn't overlook.

Was she stalking him? Amy liked to think no. But anyone judging from her actions would scream yes. She had attended all his little road shows, which he referred to as 'sessions'. She had hid herself using a tree or sometimes a building or even a cat (that was a weird experience!) and admired the Street Romeo's skills from afar. She was smitten. No, not in that way, but with the stranger's voice, the way he played the chords, the way the tips of his ears would redden after receiving some praise. He preferred Black clothing, sometimes a blue denim jacket would casually hang off his broad shoulders. Ah, she missed him!

"Amy!" A loud cheery voice interrupted her scrolling session. Her best friend Jane ran up to her, screaming, "I found it!" Amy's eyes widened, heart thrumming in excitement. "He's at the Natural History Museum!" Her mouth fell open in shock. 'That ' was his favourite place?! The Museum?! Scrambling, the pair dashed off to the destined Museum. A place full of boring memories for Amy.

Slight rain had started to fall. His forehead glistened with sweat, the veins in his neck popping out at the force as he hit the highest note in his self-composed song. The small audience wowed, stunned at his vocal power. Amy's eyes glistened as they fell on the stranger.

"Thank you for listening lovelies! Your Street Romeo will return!" The crowd clapped as he gave a big smile. The rain had started to pour heavily.

Amy couldn't help but watch in awe as he turned his back and jumped alongside the puddles in joy like a happy child. He abruptly stopped as his eyes fell on her figure. A completely drenched girl, looking at him from far. He let out a hearty laugh.

"Are you bonkers madam?!" He shouted in a fake British accent.