~Meredith's POV~
I let only a few tears fall from my eyes as I search for Ed, not because I fear for our relationship; because I don't. There's nothing to fear there, but I'm scared about him falling into old habits. I didn't know him when he was more of an alcoholic and I've heard he was just a funny drunk, but he's so angry right now that I think it would just intensify that feeling he has.
As I push people out of my way on the crowded streets of London, I notice many people just looking at me. I can tell they know who I am, I'm just hoping they don't try talking to me. Although I love when they talk to me, I can't handle that right now.
My eyes get blurry as a new wave of tears comes. I spin around hopelessly, waiting to see a glimpse of orange hair stand out in the crowd. There's no use looking through London, its huge and I have no idea where he'd go.
Taking out my phone out of my pocket I dial his number one more time before it goes to voicemail signaling his phone is off. "Sorry I couldn't answer the phone, I'm probably out with Meredith. Leave me a message." I hear his voice speak making me slightly smile.
"Ed." I croak unable to control my sobs. "I don't know where you are and I just really need you right now. You mean so much to me and I can't let anything happen to you or I would never forgive myself. Please just call me back or come home." Sliding my phone back in my back pocket, I hail a taxi yet again. I just need to sleep and hope for the best because there's nothing I can do right now.
After getting home, I go straight to the kitchen and place my house keys on the counter before filling a glass cup with fresh water and chugging it down. I've been searching for Ed for hours, almost three to be exact. All I need is some sleep and he'll most likely be back tomorrow morning, he just needs to cool off.
"It's okay, Meredith. He'll be fine." I whisper to myself. I haven't done that in years. When I was a teenager and was alone or worried, I would always talk to myself and it never failed to calm me down.
I manage to pull my tired body up the stairs and down the hall. Before opening the door to Ed and I's bedroom. I hear something in it. It sounds like voices. They're not whispering, but they're quiet. Either Ed is back, or it's a robber. Defensively, I go to the guest bedroom and grab a curtain rod which hasn't been hung up yet just in case it is a robber.
I swing open the door and what I happened to see was much worse than any robber could have been.
Ed's POV
"What the hell?!" I hear a familiar voice yell making me push Jasmine off me.
"Meredith, I can explain..." I rush out before she cuts me off. I didn't know what was happening, it was all to fast. One minute I was angry, then I was getting drunk, now I'm here; back in Meredith and I's room, but with Jasmine.
"Save it, Ed. I though you were different. I thought maybe if I go to bed, he'll show up in the morning. I searched for three hours for you because I was worried only to come home to this!" She asks with a squeak in her voice and tears rolling down her face making the old tear stains new again. I stand up with wide eyes. Three hours just for me.
"Meredith, I was drunk." I try to explain. I'm completely somber now, just seeing Meredith in this state made me somber.
"How could you do this?" She asks in a whisper looking at me with sorrow evident in her eyes. "And you," She says angrily turning to Jasmine. "We became friends. Ed had the least worthy excuse of being drunk which still doesn't come close to making up for this, but why you? Did you still like Ed, or was this just to hurt me for taking him away from you in the first place?"
"No, Meredith. It wasn't like that. It was just in the moment. We still are friends, I didn't mean to do anything to hurt..." Again, Meredith cuts her off.
"We're anything but friends." She snaps with the harshest tone I've ever heard her use. She speed walks to the closet we share and begins throwing things around.
"What are you doing?" I ask in a begging tone. This can't be happening. I'm such an idiot.
"Packing to leave. We're over, Ed. Was I not enough for you? You needed someone and I was right here, but instead you go and get drunk then cheat on me?!" She screams coming out of the closet with a duffle bag full of clothing. She quickly scrambles around the room picking up a few pictures of her with Graham and her parents, but leaves the ones of her and I.
"You can't leave, Meredith. Not after all we've been through. We can worth through this." I beg grabbing her arm to stop her before she walks out the bedroom door.
"It's a little late for that now isn't it?" She asks before pulling herself out of my grip and running out the door before I can stop her.
Meredith's POV
I get in a cab and call Jade as fast as I possibly can. I could hear Ed's yells for me to come back as I closed the taxi door and we sped off. Too many taxi rides in one night. "Hey, Mere. What's up?" She asks. I can hear the sleepiness clear in her voice as it is only 6 in the morning.
"Ed cheated on me with Jasmine." I spill letting the sobs go uncontrollable now.
"What?! Don't come here, he'll look here first." She says just as quickly as I did.
"Where do I go?"
"Stay at the Waldorf hotel in center London, I'll meet you there with some more cloths, chick-flicks, and candy." She says making a tiny smile grow on my face for my gratitude towards her.
"Okay, I'll tell you the story when you get there." I reply before hanging up. "Can you change the route to the Waldorf please?" I ask the taxi driver and he just sends me a sympathetic nod. I know he must have heard the whole conversation, but truthfully I don't care. All I need right now it some comfy PJ's, sappy romance movies, sugar, and a good friend to cry about the movies with to get the horrible events off my mind.
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Answer:
Sesame Street (Elmo's World)
No question for this chapter because the books almost over, the trivia will continue the next book. Love you guys <33333 Ps. I know Ed would never really do something like this obviously.
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