London's Calling : Ed Sheeran Fanfiction [Wattys 2015]

Chapter 45: The Only Exception

Ed's POV :

I was floating. I swear. No one could imagine the feeling that I had while walking out of that room as the proud husband of the love of my life. It was time for the reception and I could tell that Leylah was not as nervous as she was before, but still on edge for some reason.

"What's up in that beautiful head of yours?" I asked leaning down to her ear and whispering.

"Nothing, just thinking a bit" she smiled weakly.

I looked around the room and helped as she sat in the chair at the main, extremely decorated table. No one but us for the moment. My lips passed to the side of her cheek, still close to her ear. "You never just think a bit."

She laughed through her nose at the truth of my statement. "I'm glad I married such an insightful man."

I trailed my lips faintly up to the spot behind her ear, the spot that I knew drove her the slightest bit insane.

"That's not fair, you know that drives me mad" she whispered and pushed me away by my chest. I was pulled back by my tie in a second, less than an inch from her face. "Save it for after."

I got shivers from how quiet she was and the breath that was warm on my face. She inched closer and laid a long, soft kiss on my nose. "Love you. So much." She smiled and I watched as her eyes moved left and right, looking at either of mine. Then the doors opened.

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Leylah's POV :

I was sitting in the middle of a faintly lit reception hall. The chair beneath me was almost completely covered by the bottom of my dress, and my feet were nowhere to be found.

Ed kneeled in front of me and grinned while everyone sat and watched intently. I shot him a look of nervousness. This much attention on me never ended the way that I thought it would. I got clumsy and awkward under the eyes of almost anyone. Then I gave him a stern look that said, "No funny business." of course, he had the same look on his face the whole damn time. Not budging from what he was obviously already set on doing.

"Go get that garder, Ed!" the announcer yelled. I think another one of Ed's distant cousins.

I looked down and as the bottom of my dress was lifting. The mess of golden auburn hair disappeared into the full white lace. Thankfully, the inside of my dress had enough fluff to mask what Ed was doing. Thank God that it did. Ed was way too eager for this, and he had obviously planned to be cheeky. I focused on my face to not show what he was doing, chuckling a little from being tickled. He dragged his lips along my leg and then continued up the rest of my skin, lightly biting every now and then. I kicked the slightest bit and heard a small 'umph' and smiled to myself. The garder was sliding down my leg and the red fluff was back.

He sat like a 4 year old, smiling and dropping it into his hand. "Happy?" I asked quietly and he grinned and stood up.

Murray walked up and they shared a laugh with the frilly piece of fabric that was on my upper thigh. "Here, mate."

Murray clung to the garder and exchanged it with Ed for a mic, and he motioned for me to come to him. I gladly walked over and his arm wrapped around my waist and I rested my head on his arm. "Edward Sheeran, you cheeky bastard" I whispered. I looked up to see him smiling.

"So, Leylah. Now that fun little adventure is over, it's time for the bride and father's first dance" his grip tightened around my waist, reassuring me that all was going to be okay when I took a deep breath in. "So we've done a little something for you" he gave my temple a kiss and pushed me lightly off of him and started walking away while facing me. "Can I get a little help out here?" he spoke while not breaking my eye contact.