The City (Hed Shyles [Harry Styles + Ed Sheeran] One Shot)

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A/N: Every day, I look around and think, "Why does no one ship Harry and Ed? Why are there no Hed Shyles One Shots or Fan Fictions?" So, here I am, because I'm one of the few I've ever seen that ship it. I've intended to do this for awhile but I could never think of what to write about. My cousin, @BreakingAllTheRules (some of you may know her as @Lizzy_Lane_BUG, but she changed her username), said something about a good plot for an Ed Sheeran Fan Fiction that I liked the idea of, so I decided to turn it into this. This One Shot is dedicated to her. I hope everyone enjoys, going to try and make this story as long as possible. xx

London. The not-so-official home of Edward Christopher Sheeran, who makes an independent living playing guitar and singing on the streets (most of the money he earns is blown on the alcohol that drowns out everything that he's ever done wrong, and any wrong that's ever been done to him). He is, bluntly put, homeless. Even though his life is difficult and endlessly challenging him, he keeps on going strong every day because of the only three gifts that God gave to him - his lungs, his voice, and his guitar.

London. The official home of Harold Edward Styles. He is employed at a small bakery with his mom watching his every move. Is he doing good in life? Yeah, he's doing okay, but he constantly feels like he's missing something. Freedom, maybe, or the feeling of being cared about? He can't seem to place his finger on it. He's weak. He crumbles. He falls. Only, he can't always seem to find the courage to get back up. He doesn't want to move on most days, but he does...barely.

Maybe it takes a strong to lift up a weak. Or does it take a weak to pull down a strong? 

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