Im falling for your eyes, but they don't know me yet.

Chapter one.

ed's P.O.V:

White lips, pale face,

breathing in the snow flakes,

burnt lungs, sour t-

i pulled my earphones out, noticing Mrs Bresning and the rest of my class staring in my direction, shit! i thought. "Mr Sheeran, put those earphones away and concentrate in lessons please." I could feel the blush creeping up my necks and threatning to envelop my cheeks. Luckily, the whole class had looked away by now. "Hiya" an unfamiliar voice whispered into my ear, turning slightly to my side, i noticed a new girl sat next to me. She was gorgeous! "H-H-Hey" i stuttered out. Oh my, she's going to think i'm a freak. "what were you listening to earlier? it sounded quite good" she smiled. I told her the truth, it was my own music that i had been working on recently. If you hadn't realized, im trying to become a singer/songwriter, and this school is the place to start, they specialize in music. "that was you singing? your amazing!" i smiled in respose, she was the first person i'd shown my music too and she had given me good comments allready! "maybe you could sing to me sometime" this was amazing! I couldnt believe my luck, i really fancied her, and now she was offering for us to meetup, and she was new... this gives me an idea!

cynthia's P.O.V:

"before school, they told me we had a new kid coming, so i was told to show you around?" i didnt now whether he was telling the truth or not, but i decided to go with him anyway. "lets go!" his fingers snaked into mine, they fitted perfectly. We sneaked out of class, being seriously quiet so Mrs Bresning wouldn't notice. Once we were out of the door, he began to show me where my classes were, once i knew every door number and location of everywhere in the building, we still had an hour untill we had to get back. "as i was saying, maybe you could play me a song now?" he looked worried at first, but then he agreed and went to get his guitar out of his locker. As he tuned his guitar, i noticed it said 'CYRIL' on the top left edge, i wonder who that could be? Being curious as always, i decided to ask. "ed, who's cyril" i questioned whilst pointing to his guitar. "No-one in paticular" he replied. "I give all my guitars unusual names, i have three others called Lloyd, Nigel and Felix" I giggled, he was too cute. Thats when his music began to creep into my ears.

give me love, like her

because lately i've been waking up alone

paint-splattered tear drops on my shirt

told you i'd let them go

"and thats all your getting, for now" he laughed. His laugh was beautiful, just like hi- wait! What am i saying? I've just met this guy, and allready i was calling him beautiful. But it was true. 

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sorry, to the bestfriends of ed that i promised on twitter, you'll be coming in on the next couple of chapters x