Make It To Me

Chapter 6~ Just...Friends

{Sam's POV}

Oh my gosh. I am beyond nervous! Friday has finally come, and Ed should be here any minute to watch me sing. I look beyond he curtain to see people filling up at the tables, 6 each. Butterflies grow in my stomach as my hands get sweaty around the microphone. I take one last look outside before I go on, and still no Ed. Some part of me gets sad; I really wanted him to see me. Oh well, maybe another time. I walk out on stage, as people start clapping for me. I give everyone a big smile, and ask, "how's everyone doing tonight? I'm Sam Smith, and I'll be singing you something I wrote for a special someone." I wink as the crowd goes wild. Just before I start my first note, I see Ed walk in, giving me an adorable smile. I brighten up and start.

My mind runs away to you
With a thought I hope you'll see
Can't see where it's wandered to
But I know where it wants to be

More than I wanted to, I kept looking at Ed when the lyrics poured out of my mouth. Ed never looses my eyes, never breaking our stare.

I'm waiting patiently, though time is moving slow
I have one vacancy, and I wanted you to know that

Part of me felt weird, but in a good way. That when I sing those words, I know exactly who they're for.

You're the one, designed for me
A distant stranger, that I will complete
I know you're out there, were meant to be
So keep your up, and make it to me.

When my song ended, I sang s couple more. The audience seems to love me; but I don't know why. I just have a regular singing voice like every other person in this world. There's nothing special about it. I say my 'thank you's and walk off stage.

Ed runs to me and embraces me in a huge hug. "Holy shit Sam, that was amazing!" Ed exclaims, his eyes big. I blush at his compliment and put my head down. "Awh thank you Ed, that means so much to me." I kiss his check and smile. Ed looks at the ground for a second then added, "You need to teach me how to sing that good; I'd love some lessons." I shake my head reassuring him, "Ed that's impossible. You have an amazing voice yourself." He grabs my hand and intertwined his fingers in mine. Oh god how I love holding his hand. It fits perfectly in mine and-

Sam stop!! You have a boyfriend! He has a girlfriend! He won't love you in that way. You're just friends. Keep your chill.

But I can't. I can't help but feel the warmth of his soft hand in mine, his smooth lips on my skin, I can't just push that out of my mind. But as usual, I say nothing.

"Would you like to do something tonight? I mean it's a Friday night, so that calls for fun after your amazing little concert." Ed laughs once we get on the streets. I think about his proposal, already knowing what I'm going to say. "Good idea! What should we do? I'd be up to anything."
"Alright. How about we go get take out, grab some movies, and head over to my place?"
"Ed, you the best ideas." He stays silent.

When we arrive at Ed's place, I take off my blue suede shoes and throw our dinner on the table. As I hang up my coat, Ed out of the blue asks,
"So how did David ask you to Halloween Ball?"
I look at him for a second, questioning him.
"He spelled out 'Halloween Ball?' in photos of us throughout our year together, and gave me a bouquet of roses...why?" "I'm just wondering"
I giggle at the random question. "Okay so how did you ask Bella?" Ed unpacks or dinner smirking at me. "What!?" I ask.
"Nothing," he says " anyways, she asked me. But she spelt out 'Halloween Ball would be dead without you, so be my date?' in my favourite candy, Hershey's kisses. Then we ate them all and she called me fat so I took her over my shoulder and jumped in her pool hahaha" I try to hold in my laughs, but one escapes my mouth. I burst out laughing and say," Awh Ed! That is the cutest way to ask someone!!" He looks at me weird but he couldn't hold in his laughs either. "I think we have the best dates ever" he says, handing me my dinner. We go and sit on his couch and pop in our favourite movie, Avatar. Once again, the hours pass as we laugh hysterically at everything and each other. Watching movies is the best with him. I look at the clock, reading 12:34am. Ed is barely awake, so am I. I get up to dim the lights, and I fall asleep right next to him.