Little Bird

Little Bird Part 10

Hadley P.O.V.

Do you know what it feels like to be complete? Or am I the only one that has ever had this overcome feeling of emptiness, and when Ed and I admitted our love for each other last night, it became full. Ed and I did have sex, there is no better way to say it. And although I knew it wasn’t Ed’s first time, he was gentle, slow and it was completely beautiful, the only way I would ever want to have sex.

It wasn’t like fast in the movies, when the beautiful actors do it in the back of a car, or horrible and painful. It was long beautiful and it wasn’t rushed. It became more like a beautiful dance, our bodies already knowing what to do, and doing it perfectly. It was graceful, the way his hands felt my body. Our skin touching ever so slightly, and his lips so soft and confident with what they were doing as our lips only occasionally left each others, and our eyes constantly locked.

I woke up, my head laid on his bare chest. I looked up at Ed’s face, his eyes closed softly, and even as he slept, a smile laid on his lips. I ran my fingertips along his pale skin. I stretched my neck up and couldn’t help but place a kiss on his neck. I crawled my body over and on top of his, our bodies meshed together, and I kissed up his neck and to his cheek. Ed’s eyes fluttered open slightly and focused on me.

“Am I awake, or is this still my dream?” Ed mumbled his arm squeezing around my body before he placed a passionate kiss on my lips.

“You’re awake love.” I giggled as we pulled away, my forehead laying on his. I placed another kiss on his lips before snuggling down into his side, his arm around me.

“’Cause maybe you’re loveable, and maybe you’re my snowflake, and your eyes turn from green to grey, in the winter I’ll hold you in a cold place. And you should never cut your hair, ‘cause I love the way you flick it off your shoulder. And you will never know just how beautiful you are to me, but maybe I’m just in love when you wake me up.” Ed sang beautifully to me, his hand running up the side of my arm.

“I love you, I love you, I love you.” I repeated myself grabbing his hand that was on my shoulder and kissing it over and over again.

 “Hadley, could things get any better?” Ed asked his hand rubbing my bare arm.

“I don’t think that anything could ever get better.” I giggled softly my fingertips running on his pale soft chest. Ed’s phone on the table next to Ed rang loudly. I sighed, not wanting to move from Ed’s warm grip. Ed stretched over and sat up with his phone in his hand.

“Hey Mum.” He answered pinching the bridge of his nose and squeezing his eyes shut. I wrapped myself in a blanket and sat up with him, covering my bare body.

“What’s wrong? Speak slowly I can’t understand you.” Ed said frantically swinging his legs over on the side of the bed and freed his hands by positioning the phone between his shoulder and his hand, and he slipped on his boxers.

“What’s going on?” I asked frantically. Ed held up a finger for me motioning that he would only be a second.

“Mum is he okay?” Ed asked the eagerness in his voice rose. After a few seconds of silence Ed turned back to me, his face paler then it is normally.

“Ed! What’s going on?” I asked getting worried that something horrible happened to Matt or John. I wrapped the blanket around me tighter despite for answers.

“Mum we will be on the first flight home.” Ed said before mumbling and ‘I love you’ and hanging up. Ed turned to me.

“Ed what is it?” I insisted walking to him, the nerves engulfing my body.

“Hadley, your dad is in the hospital.” Ed’s words fluttered through my ears.

Ed P.O.V.

Hadley went into a state of shock, and I hadn’t told her why he was in the hospital. My mum, although it was hard to make out between sobs, told me that he hand shot himself, in attempt to kill himself, but they found him in just enough time to bring him to the hospital. I thought Hadley would start crying, but she didn’t. She held it together well.