How Harry saved Mina

Couindidence's

I'd love some feedback. I decided to do POV's. If you could tell some people to read this. I would be so thankful. So tell me what you think! OH! and this is after the tour from this wear, just a heads up.

xx Madison xx

"I'm sorry.. I still dont think I know you.. Have I waitressed you before?" I asked.

"You really dont know you I am?" he looked at me like he just got slapped in the face.

"No.."

I started to back away a little, and I started to have a coughing fit. Thank you cold London for getting me sick. My lungs felt ice cold and dry. They burnt. My eyes were teary. I felt hands pat my back, trying to help me breathe. And I finally stopped.

"Thanks, uh Harry? And tanks for helping me up. But I need to go" I said softly and started to run off.

"But wait, I never got your name!" he yelled at me.

I reached the bench with my things, grabbed my bag and guitar and ran off without looking back.

Harrys pov***

I watched the girl run off with a badg and a gutiar, running off in to the cold foggy night. The girl who's name I still do not know. She was beautiful. Dirty and tired looking. But there was something about her I liked. I wanted to run into her again.

"Harry lets go, we need to get to the home!" Liam yelled.

I jogged back, hoping the girl was back at the bench but she wasn't.

I climed in the tour bus sittting with Zayn, who of course was listining to his iPod, and texting Perrie.

We were finally done with the tour of 2012. Crazy tour. But it was so tiring. I was glad to head back to the flat of were Louis' and I lived. I looked at all the guys, who were smiling ready to be home as well. Louis' was just ready to be home and see El. Liam was ready to move in offically with Danielle. Naill and Zayn were living buy their selves. But I knew they always had company over. Especially Zayn.

But all I had was just the flat to be excited about. Maybe to go clubbing with Zayn and Niall. But that was it. I was the lonely one in the group. Even Niall was talking to a couple of girls himself.

I hated feeling empty.

One week later***

Mina's pov***

It's been a week without a home for me, I've ran out of money, had hardly any sleep or food. I feel like death. It was around the afternoon here in London. I sat on a bench in the main city, watching people pass by me with their nice warm coats and gloves. I was jealous for them. They had life easy, and they dont even realize it.

I was holding my guitar in my hand, lightly playing with my strings and then I got an idea. I can make money buy singing. That was my only talent, and also playing the guitar. I practiced everyday of course. I knew all the lyircs and chords by heart. I found a mug and set it in front of me and look a deep breath playing the gutair, fixing to sing.

"White lips, pale face

Breathing in snowflakes

Burnt lungs, sour taste..

Light's gone, day's end

Struggling to pay rent

Long nights, strange men

And they say

She's in the Class A Team

Stuck in her daydream

Been this way since 18

But lately her face seems

Slowly sinking, wasting

Crumbling like pastries

And they scream

The worst things in life come free to us

Cos we're just under the upperhand

And go mad for a couple grams

And she don't wanna go outside tonight

And in a pipe she flies to the Motherland

Or sells love to another man

It's too cold outside

For angels to fly

For angles to fly"

Finally people stop and put a couple of bills in the mug. I smiled and gave them a nod while more people were surrounding me. My heart racing.

"Ripped gloves, raincoat

Tried to swim and stay afloat

Dry house, wet clothes

Loose change, bank notes

Weary-eyed, dry throat

Call girl, no phone..."

I finally finished the song moments later while people clapped for me and smiled. This was the best felling ever. Someone from the back of the crowd asked me to sing "Kiss me" by Ed Sheeran. the artist I just sang.

And i started the song with my guitar.

Harry's pov***

I was walking around London, around mid day. My hands in my pockets jusy wondering around with my thoughts.

I saw a group of people around someone singing "The A Team". I knew that song by heart. I joined the group from the back, and saw her. The girl I ran into twice last week. My heart fluttered, but dropped as soon as I saw what she was still wearing. She had light brown hair that was long, blue eyes that were as bright as the ocean, her cheeks were dirty and so were her clothes, she was medium length, and a little curvy. She still had the same thing on last time I saw her.

She finished the song, and everyone clapped putting money in her mug.

"Play 'Kiss me by Ed Sheeran" I found myself asking. And she did. Her voice was so beautiful. I could fall asleep to her voice every night if I could.

Mina's pov***

I finished all the songs everyone asked for and let people continue on with their day. I went to go set my gutiar down and turned around to grab th mug with my money. Only to see the boy I ran into last week holding it.

He gave me a grin and said "Hello stranger."