Thinking Out Loud // Ed Sheeran

Chapter 48.

Dedication to Rose102403 for just really sticking out and voting and commenting all the time. I'll be doing a lot more dedications now for like all my readers. I do read through EVERY SINGLE COMMENT by the way. <333

Ed's POV  (I don't do his pov enough)

After feeling my phone vibrate through my pocket, I check to see it's Amy's warning to get to the actual interview in time.

Amy:

Time to go, you have ten minutes to get to the interview platform, it starts in fifteen.

Both Meredith and I are sitting on the ground, leaned against the outside wall of the studio, eating junkie food while hundreds of fans scream and watch us through the fence. Although it's just a little creep, I don't mind. "Amy says it's time to go." I say snapping Meredith from her brownie trance.

"But this brownie is so good." She whines stuffing more in her face. Maybe it was a bad idea bringing so many, I don't want her to regret eating about five brownies when she has a massive stomach ache later on.

"You can eat them on the way there." I laugh pushing my hands on my knees to stand up, then offering a hand to her. She gladly takes it and uses it to pull herself up with her extra brownies in hand. "Ready?"

"As ready as you are," She says before pausing and looking around, "Maybe you're a little more ready actually."

"Well, you'll do fine. You're just answering simple questions." I reply as we walk back towards the door to re-enter the building. After all the fans realize what we're doing, they being yelling louder and louder.

Slowly, as we get closer to the door, I hear a chant forming, getting louder and more defined with each step. They're chanting "Merebear" over and over again. And to say it made my smile would be the least.

"Aw, listen. That's so cute that they don't hate me and want to rip my lungs out and feed them to polar bears." Meredith says quietly, yet cheerfully from behind me. I like how she understands the fact that there will always be people to put you down, but there's alwasy people there to pick you back up.

After closing the door behind the two of us, we can no longer here the crazy roar of the croud, but more of a suttle muffled chant. To be honest, through this large closed door, it sounds very demonic. (A/N like my soul)

"How do we get back?" I ask, turning around to loo at Meredith who is more focused on her brownie than she is on me. If I could take an actual mental picture to remember perfect little moments like this, I would. Just the way she looked so confused with my hand in her left hand and the large brownie i the other.

"Um, I don't know." She says hesitantly. "Lets ask this guy." I follow her finger and end up looking at a man dressed in a red tee-shirt with a similar style to me, just simple. H didn't look as he worked here, but more as a kid that "happened" to stumble his way backstage.

We're in a long narrow hallway with black floors, doors, walls, and celings, so we truthfully have no other options. "Hello, do you know how to get back to the interview platform? We're in a hurry." Meredith asks with a quiet yell down the long hallway to him.

Turning around, he sees the two of us and smiles. I don't like the vibe he's giving off and the way he's staring at Meredith. "Yeah, it's down the hall that way," He says pointing past us. "To the right then just follow that hall to the end and you'll be there." He says giving the same creepy smile.

"Thanks." She replies as normally as ever, as if she didn't just talk to the creepiest person today. He was even more creepy then the fans chanting satanic rituals outside.

Grabbing her hand again, I basically bolt down the hall and away from him. "Slow down, Teddy." Meredith says from behind me. "My short legs can only move so fast."

"Well, hey. He was hitting on you in a way I didn't like." I say slowing down as I take a left turn into the other hall he was talking about pulling her along with me.

"Well, what can I say?" She pauses. "I'm irresistible." She huffs out with a straight face before fake licking her finger and placing it on her butt and making a sizzling sound. I completly ignor what just happened and continue my way down the hall.

"How did I get so lucky?" I mumble under my own voice as we enter back into the main part of the back stage.

"I heard that." She huffs as we walk out to the interview platform. They haven't let fans into fill in the audience yet, but we're supposed to come sit on the white couches along with the interviewer, then they come in when there's three minutes left, then the show starts.

"There you two are!" I hear Amy yell from somewhere to the far left of us. "You have about six minutes, you need to go out there then they'll start with the auidence." She explaines pointing out to the stage just like I had thought moments ago in my head.

The platform is really nice. It has a large flat screen tv in the back, white funerature, a red carpet, much like a large living room but with a giant audiece space and backstage. It kind of looks like the British version of the Ellen set.

Meredith's POV

Right after sitting on the small couch with Ed, I being working back on the brownie, stufffing piece by piece in my mouth.

"Is it good?" He asks. I can't even answer because I'm too busy savoring each and every last bite. I shake my hear in stead. He opens his mouth and I place a piece in it for him.

"Hi, I'm Carry Canton, the interviewer. You're Ed so you must be Meredith." A lady with an abnormally large smile and strong British accent says coming out from the other half of backstage before sitting down in the identical chair opposite of ours.

"Yes, indeed. Nice to meet you." I smile in reply. I believe everyone has ther special things to themselves. I think mine is that I'm a people person, I enjoy speaking to people, I enjoy making people smile, I always have a good atitude to new people. It's just the way I am.

"You as well. If you don't mind, we'll begin letting all the audience in now." She says as the security guards open the large doors at the other end of the room which out chairs are facing, open.

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If it don't stop falling, then all of us will drown. Then we'll crash, crash, right down again.

Guess the song

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Recommend what to do when I run out of Edsongs for you guys to guess!!!!!

Love you all.    -Hadleyxx