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I stare at the man that had saved my life. His eyes sparkling even though there is no sun to reflect on them. His fiery orange hair is perfectly messy. Even though he may not look like Dan, he sure does remind me of him...even though he is gone. He puts me down and awkwardly looks down at the ground.

"Erm...I um...I terribly sorry...for saving you." I can't help but laugh.

"No thank you. You saved my life! You shouldn't be sorry!" The man flashes a cheeky smile, and bites his lip. My smile fades as I feel my heart stop. The man's face fades and changes into Dan's face. His beautiful smile. His retarded laugh. His lip bite. Just him. 

Beautiful Dan.

I shake my head and see that it was only an illusion. The man stares at me concerned, "Are you okay, ma'am?" He scratches the back of his neck. I can tell he is incredibly shy. I nod and flash a tiny smile.

"Yes I am. And thank you. What's your name, stranger?" I tuck a strand of my fluffy blonde hair behind an ear.

"Ed. Ed Sheeran. What is your name?" He holds out his hand, signaling for me to shake it. Suddenly I draw a blank. And know I get a feeling that I do not want to carry on with my life being known as "Cassie Harris". She is dead. Cassie is long gone.

"Um...my name is Nina....uh Nina Nesbitt!" I shake his hand.

"Nice to meet you, Nina."

"You too, Ed. And thank you for saving my life." He bows, chuckling.

"My pleasure."

Goodbye Cassie. Rest in peace.

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"So, I know I shouldn't be asking this, but I am very nosy," Ed ruffles his bright orange hair with his hands, then tucks them back into the pockets of his blue jacket, "But, Nina, why did you try to kill yourself?"

I stare at him for a moment then back at the ground as we continue to walk side by side, "Well," I need to make up something fast. I am a new person, known as Nina Nesbitt, not Cassie Harris, "I was abused by my whole family," This was true, except Alice. Her and I ran away as kids to escape the wrath of our parent, "But then, my sister, who was the only one there for me, she um...she killed herself. I couldn't live without her by my side, so, I thought I would just end it all," I roll up my leather jacket sleeves, showing him that my arms are covered in cuts, that started ever since Dan died, "I cut myself from the abuse."

Ed holds my arms in both his hands, "Why didn't you just move out?"

I shrugged, "I don't have to money. And now, I guess I am homeless." I sigh, pulling my arms away, and rolling down my sleeves. Ed suddenly jumps up.

"Wait! There is a house across the street from me that is on sale! It has been on sale for about a month and a half. It is a splendid little house, and it is pretty cheep. I don't know why it would be so cheep, it looks so expensive...but," He turns to look at me, his eyes bubbling with excitement and joy, "I could buy the house for you!" I am taken aback by his last sentence. But I then wave a hand at him, shaking my hand.

"No, no. I can't let you spend your money on me. And besides we just met. I'm sorry, but I cannot take that offer." 

"Nonsense! I am a very talented and popular singer! I have plenty of money! Haven't you heard the song, The A Team?" My eyes widen.

"Ya! I love that song. That is sung by you?!" He nods, "Wow...I never knew. That is amazing!" Wow. I have befriended another singer. This is insane.

"Now I am going to buy that house for you! You have no choice." He crosses his arms and smirks. Ed then makes a pouty face. I can't help but laugh.

"Thank you, Edward." He sticks his tongue out at me.

"Uggh! Don't you dare call me Edward. I hate that name!"

"Fine. Eddy."

"No! That is even worse!" I explode in laughter. He playfully pushes me, "Shu'up, Nezzy..." I stop and stare him in the eyes for what seems like forever.

"That's disgusting." I tell him.

"You like dramatic pauses don't you, Nezzy?" I shurg.

"Sure why not, Eddy." 

"You're nicknames are weak." He elbows me. I scoop up a handful of dirt and throw it at him.

"Says who?!" I giggle.

"Says me!" He throws a handful of dirt right back at me. But then everything stops and I freeze. Standing behind Ed is a tall haired man, sitting on a park bench in the middle of the park. A group of laughing kids run past him, and when they leave, he is gone.

"Dan..." I whisper.

"What?" Ed asks me, "Nezzy, what the hell are you talking about?" I jump back as I see Dan standing next to Ed, staring at me with tears in his eyes, "Nina?" Ed waves a hand through Dan, not even knowing. As he waves his arm through Dan, he disappears in clouds of dust.