Kiss Me- A short sweeran fanfic

Chapter two - thinking of you

Ed's POV.

My phone buzzed in my pocket and as I realized it was Taylor calling my heart started pounding.

Her sweet voice reached my ear and I tried my best to cover up the loud music, but I quickly realized it was impossible. Harry called my name and pulled my shirt in his direction. She started speaking to me but I unfortunatly had to cut her off.

-Taylor can I talk to you later? I'm out with the boys.

-Yeah sure, she said. She sounded so dissapointed and it made me feel really bad.

After the phonecall I decided to go home. As I sat down on the broken couch in the livingroom, I started to cry. Normally I never cry, but it killed me inside not to see her everyday, like we used to on the red tour. Her sweet smiles and her perfect body that kinda turned me on everytime it would come close to me.

I logged onto twitter and saw Taylor's tweet;

"come back, be here."

My heart skipped a beat and I felt really guilty for hanging up the phone earlier that night. Without even thinking through it, I booked a flight to New York. I packed my bag quickly since the plane was leaving early next morning.

I undressed myself and turned off the lights. I quickly got under the covers and looked through my cameraroll. I discovered a little film of Taylor.

"Hey Ed, I just wanted to say that you're a really cool boy. You're in the bathroom right now, taking a shit." She burst out in laughter and burried her head in the covers.
"Nah, I'm just kidding." She giggled and pointed at me, sleeping on the bed.

"This is the last night were spening together, and when you eventually find this film, I want you to remeber that you're super awesome. Love you" she bent down and kissed my cheek.

I watched the clip again and again until my mind started spinning so much I had to close my eyes. The last two words was all I could think of. Did she really mean it? I could not remember anything from that night, so I assumed we both were a bit drunk. I assumed that she didn't really mean it, it was just something she said. But lord how much I wanted her to mean it for real.

-Shit! It was 3 o'clock. I had to be at the airport in 5 hours. Time for some sleep Sheeran, I thought to myself.

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