Bright City Lights - (One Direction/Ed Sheeran Fanfic)

Chapter 5: Heidi or Bridget?

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Inspired to continue this book, so I'm posting chapter five after a long wait! I will try to make the chapters all this long, hopefully I will update this in a couple of weeks! Leave a comment  and give me some feed back or give me a vote if you want me to continue this story!

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After a week I think it was becoming almost a routine, I’d get up in the morning and head down to the bakery and stop by the ginger haired man who slept on the park bench, after the bakery I’d go to starbucks and get a coffee for the ginger haired man and myself.

Yesterday I spoke with him for almost two hours, he was telling me how he was not homeless because he had no money or he had no one to bunk with but he informed me he was homeless by choice because he needed inspiration to finish a so called album he was writing.

On my way to see the ginger haired man with a coffee for each of us in my hands I realised that this routine was not going to last for much longer, I started school in a few weeks and I still managed to make no friends.

“Hey!” He called out, he being the homeless ginger.

“I got you a coffee!” I smiled back

I sat down beside him on the park bench and he showed me some new lyrics he had written and it was a song called ‘homeless’. I couldn’t help but ask why he wrote a song about being homeless, but after I said it I remembered that he was homeless by choice so it wasn’t something he was ashamed about.

“We have never introduced ourselves, you know that right?” The ginger said

“I do” I laughed after realising that we hadn’t.

“I’m Ed”

“That can’t be your full name” I said curiously

“Edward Christopher Sheeran, but I prefer Ed” He smirked

“I’m Heidi, Heidi Bridget Wilkins, nice to meet you” I giggled

We continued chatting about things we probably should have spoken about when we first spoke. He told me all about his dream of being a singer and I told him about my mother moving away so I ended up here.

I was just about to leave Ed when I heard a very familiar voice say “Bridget..?” Turns out it was the guy from the airport.

“Shit” I mumbled under my breath

“You know him?!” Ed almost squealed

“No, not really, no” I smirked, making him laugh but it was to my concern why Ed knew him…

My real problem was now in front of me though, I forgot the guy’s name.

“Hello airport guy” I smiled at him, he laughed.

“Zayn” He smirked, “Do you want to go get lunch or something?”

“Oh! Thank you, but I’ll have to politely deny” I smiled acting as lady like as possible, but whether I was tired the other night or his changed dramatically over a week, I was attracted to him.

“Oh, right, that’s okay, I need to head off to a recording session anyways” He smiled but not making eye contact now… Was he embarrassed? “Can I give you my number though?”

“Of course” I told him, passing him my phone to put his number in. I’ll probably just delete it later.

I left Ed and headed home, my father was also home early which was really weird. He had only a half day because he was ahead of his work, he also informed me that he could have as many days off as he wanted provided that he kept ahead of his work.

I went up too my room to read a book, Ed gave me his favourite book a few days ago to borrow, I thought it would give us something to talk about, it’s genuinely really enjoyable! I had almost finished it, I was planning on taking it back tomorrow.

I thought of checking some of my social networking sites, considering I hadn’t in a few days, where to start was the real question! Facebook or Twitter? Facebook is probably more reasonable, I have been unfair on my friends, and they deserve answers.

It wasn’t long after I posted a long status about what is going on with the unfortunate events of my life, my father called me down and handed me a wad of money, it was almost five hundred pounds, he told me to go shopping which I was glad to do.

My first stop was the shop I had always drooled at online and never been able to shop at because there wasn’t one in Australia, Topshop. I picked out a completely new style, to honestly suit the new life I was living, it felt good.

As I was at the check-out I saw some familiar faces, it was Zayn and the kid with a head full of curls, what was his name? Harley? I

I took my bag attempted to make an escape but was accosted by girls screaming outside the doors of Topshop, I was not getting out until they left, how could I hide now?

“Hey! Look its Bridget!”