Imagines with ed sheeran

papparazis sucks

"They have you on video," Ed wheezed through the phone as i flung my hand over my face and groaned.

"I mean...I've seen you get mouthy, but you full on flipped the ffff..."

"Stop!" i whined. "Don't remind me."

"You were steaming pissed, Love," ED laughed harder. "What did you say?"

"Don't," i warned. "I plead the fifth."

"You can't," Ed guffawed. "There is proof. I think you called the guy a low-life, blood-sucking, fucking piece of shit, cocksucking..."

"EDWARD!" I nearly screamed to get his attention and interrupt his rant.

"I'm sorry, it's just... You put words together that I would have never thought to use in the same sentence. I'm really impressed.

Did you breathe at all though that?" He teased me some more and laughed harder, squeaking with amusement.

"Did you just squeak?" he tossed my arm away from my face and stared at the ceiling with wide eyes as i listened to him completely lose himself in laughter. "You fucking squeaked," I called him out and started to laugh as well.

"You made me," Ed placed the blame on me, making me laugh even harder.

"They were getting too close and I was afraid that if I got caught up in it all they would hurt me or the baby," i told him as i laughed.

("they" papparazzis cause im taking drama classes to be a succefull actress and ed is a singer so it make sense)

"Uh...huh..." Ed continued to chortle. "Is that your story? Because I'm sure the bean is really well protected at this point.

You can't even tell you're pregnant," he reminded me.

i groaned and laughed harder. "No, the truth is..." i paused and wiped my eyes before i started laughing harder.

"I was really fucking nauseous and I thought I was going to puke and I knew if I did it in front of the cameras it would be..."

"A hot mess," Ed crowed and making me laugh even harder.

"Har, har," I deadpanned. "A dead giveaway," I corrected him, but started to giggle again.

"I swear. The next baby we have is all yours, Babe. Morning sickness and all!" I said