New Story! XD Here's the first little taster =D Yepp. It's more of a JoBro than CR. But I had a dream and thought I'd share it with you, with my additions of course :L

Enjoyy!

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I stood watching the water flow under London Bridge, engrossed in my thoughts. I turned around and observed the faces of people walking past. My mind started to wonder, making up stories behind the facial expressions, my mind eventually wondering back to what had been bothering me before.

Suddenly I spotted a man - or a boy, I wasn't sure which. He had a baseball cap on, his dark curly hair hanging a straggly mess under it. His eyes were hidden by large, dark sunglasses and his facial expression seemed confused and lost.

I plucked up the courage to ask him if he needed help. "Excuse, me," I began he stopped and turned towards me flashing me a smile. Wow, his teeth were perfect and his smile was lovely! "Can I ask you a question?"

He nodded in reply, "Of course," He had a slight accent, if I was to figure out where he was from I would need him to talk more.

I took a deep breath and changed the direction of which I was going to start the conversation completely. I wasn't going to ask him if he was lost anymore, nope. I was going to ask him about a topic which had been bothering me for while.

"When you listen to music, do you hear simply lyrics and music? Or do you hear something more, like a declaration of someone's emotions? Or a hidden Message?" I scrunched up my eyes, slightly embarrassed by my random question, dreading his reaction. I opened one eye to take a peak at him, he smiled at me.

"Music, " he started, "is much more than just lyrics put to music to me. Music is a major part of my life. In fact, music is my career. When I write song it means something to me. It tells me about a point in my life I can look back on and helps me remember my thoughts and feelings and therefore I have a deep connection." At some point through this speech he had removed his sunglasses and let them hang from his t-shirt. I just stood and stared into his completely gorgeous deep brown eyes and was entranced by his American accent.

"Was that a good answer?" he seemed embarrassed and began to wave his hand in front of my eyes to grasp my attention.

"Oh!" I gasped, a blush appearing on my cheeks, "yes, it was perfect." I looked at the ground beneath my feel, afraid that if I help eye contact I would get absorbed by his addictive eyes.

"Is it the same for you?" He smiled, obviously he had noticed I was swooning.

"Of course," I nodded, making sure I looked as though I was talking to him but refused to keep eye contact for longer than a second, " I intend to pursue a career in music as well." I smiled and returned my gaze to my shoes. I heard him stifle a laugh. Suddenly I felt to fingers under my chin. He pulled my chin up so I was forced to look him in the eyes.

"You Can't look me in the eyes," He accused teasingly. Oh crap, he was observant, wasn't he?

"Eh, I…, I, it's just you have n-nice eyes…" I mumbled and lo ked his gaze, determined to prove to him I could hold his gaze. A smug smile spread across his face and I quickly changed the subject before he could comment on anything else.

"So, where re you from in America? The east somewhere?" I loved the American accent and could usually tell where a person was from the moment I met them, but This guy, not so much.

He flashed me his pearly whites making sure to keep eye contact, "Yes actually, I'm from New Jersey."

"Awesome." I replied, I'd never met anyone from New Jersey, it was a lovely accent.

"Where are you from, may I ask?"

"Scotland." I stated proudly. I loved being Scottish, the only down side is you sounds really hard next to others from a different country. It was strange taking to an English person, I had to talk really slowly and pronounce all my words perfectly, But with this boy, I could talk normally and he could pick me up first time.

"Awesome." He winked, "So, before I go, can I ask you for your name?"

I laughed slightly, he acted like such a gentleman, "My name is Eilidh (pronounced Ailey)" I stuck my hand out for him to Shake, "And you are?"

He grinned, "Nick, it's nice to meet you Eilidh."

"The pleasure is all mines," I winked, "Perhaps I shall have the pleasure of seeing you again, by chance."

I began to turn round to walk back to my family who were still absorbed by the towers planked onto of the bridge. "Perhaps, not by chance?" I spun around to see a slant smile appear on his face. "May I ask for your number?"

I grinned, "Of course."

What a fantastic day. I met an incredibly cute guy, who was as interested in music as I am, and he wanted my number! Wow, I'm on a roll.

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Amy xx