Disappeared. (A Harry Styles Fan Fiction)

The way she bit her lip and scanned the crowd, I could tell she wasn't from around here. The way her big green eyes scanned the London crowd, as if she was looking for someone important. Her brown hair flowed down her back and was windswept from running down the pavement street. The freckles on her pale skin glowed in the sunlight of this warm June day. Her white converses were unscuffed and looking kind of strange with her yellow sundress, but no one seemed to notice. She had a small sack behind her and a nervous glint in her eyes. I casually sipped my caramel latte as her figure slowly walked down the side walk. When she passed me her eyes looked to me, scanning my body quickly, like she knew me but didn't. The moment seemed to pass in slow motion as our eyes were locked in an intese moment of a guessing game yet to be finished. She then dropped a piece of crumpled paper into the rubbish basket and contined to stroll away, like it was no big deal. I quickly walked to the rubbish pile and grabbed the paper, it read, "Landi Marshall, 16, Missing From South Point in the Westmeath." Under is was a picture of a girl with big blue and and long blonde hair. Her freckles were everywhere and braces were on her teeth. I quickly glance up at the paper to see if the girl that had passed by me mere moments before was still there, the answer? No. She was no longer in my line of vision as the crowd thinned out farther down the street. This missing girl, and this mystery girl, are the same person. But this was only my first experience with Landi.