Niall's P.O.V.
I ran through the crowd, weaving in between people. I stopped a young girl.
"Excuse me, do you know a Brielle?"
She stared at me in shock. I took that as a no and ran off again.
I stopped an older man who was coming from a Starbucks. "Excuse me, do you know a girl named Brielle?"
The man laughed and said, "You mean Brielle from Starbucks? She's performing right now!"
"Thanks," I said. "HARRY!" I yelled. "I found her!"
Within a few minutes, Harry appeared from the crowd, his hair even more messed up and his clothes rumpled.
"Next time, can you just call me?" He asked, trying to clean himself up a bit. "I got mobbed."
"Sorry mate," I said. "But I found her!"
"Did you?" Harry said sarcastically. "That's nice."
I rolled my eyes and walked towards Starbucks, Harry following me.
When I walked in the door, I saw a girl finishing strumming a guitar. I sucked in a breath like I'd been sucker-punched. It was the girl, Brielle. She was more beautiful that before.
"That was the A Team by Ed Sheeran," she said. "Next is Heart On My Sleeve by Olly Murs, one of my all time favorite artists ever."
She began to strum a song that I didn't know.
You think you've heard this before
I'll try and say it differently
As long as it comes naturally to me
It's been making me sad
'Cause I can't find a better way
Speak the words I wanna say to you
Know how I love you
You know I need you
And I want you to know
Won't let you down, no, I can't let go
And I want you to see
Every day I wear my heart on my sleeve
On my sleeve
It's been driving me mad
Consistent tones and constant drones
Keep pulling me back inside my head
Nothing matters at all
The world will keep on spinning 'round
All these feelings keep on pouring out
Oh, how I love you
Oh, how I need you
And I want you to know
Won't let you down, no, I can't let go
And I want you to see
Every day I wear my heart on my sleeve
Ooh, I try to write the words down
Ooh, before they're lost and won't come out
Oh, please help me save my soul
Yeah, I want you to know
Won't let you down, no, I can't let go
YOU ARE READING
Love... A Niall Horan Love Story
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