Moments... (An Ed Sheeran fanfic)

Angel

Louise's POV

Yesterday was heaps of fun, especially spending time getting to know Ed. Currently, he was teaching a music lesson but was due to finish in ten minutes.

I, however, was finished with cooking dinner. I hoped the contents of this one wasn't sprawled out across the floor like yesterday's lunch was.

I left the kitchens and walked outside. Every patch of land was smothered in thick, icy snow. Each step I took created a 'crunch' sound beneath me.

I saw there was some sort of a forest to my right, I hadn't noticed it before. Trees stood with their bare branches which were licked with snow. There was a little path ascending through the huddled trees. I wondered where it went?

I checked my phone. I guess I had a few minutes to spare before Ed finished.

Curiosity overcoming me, I walked towards the path which had blackening snow trailing down it due to the mud beneath it.

Feet cold and numb, I stepped on to the path an began to languidly walk up it. I had never seen so many trees before.

There were no plants or animals around; just trees, grass and snow. I decided to leave the path and go left, then right, and then right again to see if anything else was around.

I inhaled a sharp cold breath, allowing the ice cold breeze to flow around my lungs. It seemed easier to breath around here.

There wasn't really much here so I decided to walk back. Wait, which way was back? I had no idea. I spun around looking for ways out, but all I could see was trees.

I began to shiver as tiny snowflakes floated to the ground. I was well and truly lost.

Suddenly, I heard a low growl travelling towards me. It was coming from behind me. Swiftly, I turned around.

"Oh fuck."

Ed's POV

"You're all free to go." I smiled at the class that I had been teaching.

"Awesome lesson man." One boy said whilst leaving the room.

"Yeah, sick tunes and stuff." Another person added.

"Proper good teacher you are dude." Someone else said.

All these nice comments uplifted my confidence. These teenagers were supposed to be rude and horrible, but they weren't. They were just misunderstood people. They had all found a love in music like I did and found a way to express themselves in it. And I was the teacher who helped them.

That made me feel good.

The room emptied and I was about to leave to go and see Louise when I saw a girl huddled up in the corner of the room. She looked sad.

"Hey, are you alright?" I went up to her and sat beside her.

"Yeah." She pretended to smile. Something was wrong.

"Come on, what's the matter?" I gently spoke.

"Like you even care."

"Hey, of course I care. I don't like to see people sad." I said.

"You won't understand. You're not a low life, waste of space like me." She sulked.

"Woah now, come on. You're not a waste of space."

"How would you know? You don't even know me and I don't know you." She told me.

"Hi, I'm Ed." I held out my hand for her to shake.