Beyond

Second

4 months later

~Harry's POV~

As the Saturday morning started to turn into afternoon I held on to my beanie tightly to hide my curls. My sunglasses on even though there wasn't much sun today in New York. The cold weather making my fingers turn numb. I should have put on another coat. One with actual pockets and because I loved my jeans so tight on me, my phone barley even fit in there.

I kept looking at the sidewalk afraid of being recognized by a fan. Two more days in New York. A concert tonight, one tomorrow and a day off before going to Montreal. I looked both ways before crossing the street. Once I made it safely to the other side I spotted a small pebble and started to kick it around. I made a left turn onto the street of the hotel the boys and I where at. I kicked the small pebble back and walked along.

"Ow! Thanks!" a feminine voice said.

I turned around to see a girl with glowing skin and long brown hair looking upset. The small pebble I kicked next to her foot.

"Oh I didn't mean to hit you." I said completely forgetting to hide my accent. What if she's a fan? As I walked up to apologize I saw the girl with wet hair. Her eyes looked red and puffy and gleamed of sadness. A thick hoodie over her and thin sweats cover her legs along with winter boots.

"Are you alright?" I asked

"Yeah..." she hesitated.

"Oh, okay" I really didn't know this girl. How can I get her to open up?

"Um do you know where there's a coffee shop around here?" I asked digging my hands into my tight jeans.

"Around the block"

"Show me?"

She pulled on her sleeves and let a small sigh out as she unadjusted her duffel on her shoulder.

"Come on" she said.

She took me back on the path where I came from, stopping at the corner of the street I crossed.

"There you go" she pointed to a small cozy coffee shop. Many weren't in there and I took this as I chance.

"Do you mind if I buy you a cup of coffee. Take it as an apology because I hit you with a pebble." I smiled

She looked at the digital watch that was on her left hand and agreed. I ordered two cups of hot chocolate and went to sit down where the girl chose to.

"Here you go-"

"Valerie."

"That's a beautiful name." I said

"Thanks. What's yours?" she asked

I couldn't tell her my real name, afraid she would recognize me so I went with the first name that popped into my head.

"Marcel" Crap. What if she saw the video?

"Marcel?" Shit. She does recognize it.

"That's pretty cool" okay maybe she didn't

An awkward silence swooped over us.

"Buisness or pleasure?" Valerie asked

"Excuse me?"

"Your accent. You're obviously not from here so are you here for business or pleasure?"

"Both. I guess"

"That's cool" she said taking a sip from her cup

"Are you from here?" I asked

"Nah. I'm from a small town called Glen Rose in New Hampshire. I moved here because of my brother."