Ed Sheeran X Reader

An Old Pal

With no one around, you walk home alone.

You arrive at your house, walking inside.

You walk inside, staring at your computer.

You stare at your phone, as it flicks to life.

You pick it up, staring at the blank contact screen.

"Hi." It says, in a deep, masculine voice.

"Who is this?"

"It's me."

You say "Who?"

"Ed Sheeran."

Your blood runs cold.

"What do you want?"

"I want to help you."

"Help me with what?"

"The world."

"The world? How?"

"I'm a singer, remember? I have great connections. I just need you to do one thing for me."

"And what is that?"

"Kill someone."

You pause, before replying.

"Why?"

"Just do it. I have someone in mind."

"Who?"

"Mariah Carey."

"Oh, Jesus. No."

You say "You killed her already!"

"It's not my fault if she's still alive."

You say "What will you even do in return?"

"I'll show myself to you."

"How?"

"By coming to you."

"What...?"

"You'll see."

"Mariah Carey is in Ireland?"

"Yes."

"I can't."

"You will."

"No."

"Will you really let me get away?"

"Yes."

"What will you do to me?"

"I'm going to let you go,"

"What?"

"I don't want to fight you anymore."

"The years have made you grow soft?"

"They have."

"You killed my love, you killed my family. I will hunt you down, and I will kill you."

You say "Feet and Knuckles"

You let out a laugh.

"What's so funny?"

"You saying 'I will kill you' when you are the one who made me famous."

"You're going to let me go, so that I can have my revenge?"

"Yes. You remember the song, right? The one that made me famous? The one that was a hit? The one with the part about 'Feet and Knuckles'?"

"Yes."

"I just want to hear the part about 'Feet and Knuckles' one more time. That's all."

"Alright. Here it comes."

You pause, staring at the closed-captioning.

Ed Sheeran raps.

Feet and Knuckles (Reprise)

"You can run, you can hide, you can lie to the police, whatever you think will save you, but you cannot escape what you are seeing, because the truth is plainly on display on a, with a sky full of stars as a backdrop. "Feet and Knuckles, I'm coming for you."

"What the bloody hell is this?"

"Just listen." Ed Sheeran raps again.

Feet and Knuckles (Reprise)

"The eyes of the world are upon you, can you look away?"

"Your dirty, rotten heart's on display, will you look away?"

"For too long I've lived in the shadows, now I will be the one who will cast the light."

"I will cast a light on you."

"I will burn you down to the marrow."

"You will rot in jail."

"Where's your music career going?"

"You killed it. Now I'll kill you."

You hang up.You slam down the phone, as it begins to ring again.

You pick it up, as you hear a deep voice say,

"Hello."

"Hello, is this a bad time?"

You say "Who are you?"

"I'm a friend of Ed's. We served in the Great War together."

"Great War?"

"The War to End All Wars. Can I interest you in a story?"

"No."

"So dull. You wouldn't be interested in a story, would you? A good story, with a bit of a... twist?"

You say "Sure"

"Okay. A few months ago, a man named Michael Jennings came into a pub I was drinking in. He had a gun, and a large supply of ammunitions. He forced a young woman bartender to hand over the till, then he and his partner disappeared, with the money. The owner was devastated. He came to me, asking for help. Naturally, I said no. Then, a few days later, I saw the pair outside the pub, the man with a gun and a little girl, watching the entrance. The pair were ransacking the pub, looking for valuables. The pub owner confronted them, and the man shot him in the head. Unfortunately, the poor man was found to have no vital signs. They took the money and ran off. The little girl was... interesting. She was an orphan, that's what she told me, though I think she was a runaway or something. Her name was Hazel, I believe. Anyway, I'm just here to let you know Ed is looking for her. He wants her to sing for him. Perhaps you could find her for him. Could be a big career move for her. Anyway, that's all the information I have. Good luck dealing with whatever this is."

"Wait!" you say, suddenly remembering the gun that Michael Jennings had.

"Yes?"

"The girl... where does she live?"

"Hazel lives in a cottage near the orphanage. Why?"

"No reason. Tell Ed I'm his man."

"What? What did you say?"

"I said I'll do it. Tell him I'll do it."

"You... you mean you'll help us?"

"Sure."

"Well... okay. I'll, uh... I'll let Ed know."

"Wait! Before you go, could you tell me one thing? What happened to your friend?"

You say "Michael?"

"He's dead."

"Oh. Well, I'm sorry to hear that. Couldn't have been much older than forty, I would've thought."

You say "Though how does this make any sense chronologically"

"What do you mean?"
You say "Michael died all the way back in Singapore."

"Oh. Well, it's just a little confusing, that's all. Don't worry about it. Just tell Ed I'll do it."

"Okay, then. See you later."