Little broken birds {ed sheeran & One direction fanfiction}

Chapter 13

(Ed’s POV)

I walked into the hospital ward at 2pm, since that was the designated visiting time. I

found Izzy’s room and knocked on the door, despite the fact that there was a big window meaning that I could see inside already.

“Come in!” I heard a beautiful voice ring out.

I walk in and see her sat there.

It’s still hard to see her like that, wired up to the various machines, but at least she can communicate now.

“Oh my god Izzy! I’m so sorry, I shouldn’t have…” she cut me off.

“Look, Ed. No matter what you may think right now, you are not the one to blame for any of this okay? It’s really touching to see how much you care, but honestly you don’t need to apologise like this.” I looked at her, stunned.

“Izzy, you don’t understand. It was my entire fault. I shouldn’t have kissed you. I’m sorry.”

“Ed! All you did was kiss me. It was my own stupid fault that I overreacted in that way. If I hadn’t ran then none of this would have happened.”

I chuckled “Let’s just agree to disagree?” I suggested.

That put a big grin on her face.

“Deal” she agreed.

Should I let her know that I realise why she acted that way?

That I knew about James?

Should I tell her about Alice? That I know exactly how she feels?

No. There’s no point ruining her good mood I decided.

Instead I just gave her a comforting hug, hoping I was helping her a bit.

I stayed with her for an hour before I had to rush off for a sound check.

“I’ll come and see you again soon” I promised “it must get pretty boring in here.”

She nodded her head. “Yeah, there’s not much to do but at least there’s a TV in here now. And by the way, thank you so much for bringing my laptop here for me! You have no idea how much I’ve been longing to get back to my fanfiction and Tumblr girls.” She squeezed me tight in thanks,

“I need to breath Izzy.” I joked, getting a bit short of breath.

“what do you mean by fan fiction?” I asked, not really having come across the word before, other than when fans tweeting me asking if I can read theirs.

Her cheeks suddenly began to burn very brightly.

“Erm, it’s like when you write fictional stories for your favourite celebrities or characters. You create a whole new little life, so the celebrity effectively becomes another character in a book.” Okay, I had to admit, that was a bit weird.

“What sort of stuff do they tend to be about?” I inquired.

I didn’t think it was possible but her cheeks got even rosier.

“They mostly tend to be about a celebrity falling for one of their fans.” She whispered, he voice suddenly a bit higher than normal.

Suddenly it hit me, she was writing one about me, that’s why she was so embarrassed.

"Could I read one?" I asked, just wondering if she'd let me read her work.

She looked a bit shocked.

"Erm, yeah, I guess. There is some online about you though... so you might wanna be careful what you read... erm, I'll sort out a link for you? send it to your phone?" she was stumbling over her words so much, it was quite amusing.

"That would be great. Here, I'll give you my number." she gave me her phone and I typed in my number and name.

<3 Ed <3

I then typed her number out on my phone and gave it to her. "here, see if I typed the right one." I murmured.

The look on her face when the caller ID came up made me want her even more.

"I uh... thanks ed." she whispered.

I gave her one last hug before leaving. “See you in a few days Iz” I whispered quietly in her ear, before kissing her on the cheek, and walking out the door.

I looked back through the window as I walked away, and saw her sat there, in utter shock.