Wake Me Up(an Ed Sheeran fan fiction)

Epilogue

It had been four years since I last heard from Ed Sheeran. I knew he had come to America because of his album "+," and that Michael had become famous on his own. But when I heard Ed was on tour for his new album "x," I wished I could go.

When I first heard about his concert, the one that I later went to, I was on my way home from work. I was listening to the radio, actually. And I had just picked up Castiela, or Cas for short, from Dad and Fitz's house. I named her after Craig's favorite character from his favorite show, Supernatural.

Cas was the baby girl that was born when I returned to America. She was Ed's daughter. Ed's daughter that he didn't know about. Little Cas was almost four years old. And she looked just like him with ginger hair and blue eyes, but her hair wasn't fluffy like Ed's was. It was straighter like mine. But at least she had my personality.

Anyways, I was driving home with Cas asleep in the back seat when a song came on the radio. "Thinking Out Loud" by Ed Sheeran, which was a song I had loved ever since I heard it for the first time.

"Darling, I will be loving you till we're 70." I sang quietly. Ed's face popped into my mind. "And baby my heart could still fall as hard at 23." Ed was 24 now. And I was 22. But I missed him. So much. I hope to God that I will see him again... He probably doesn't even remember me...

I hummed the rest of the song, also listening to Cas's quiet snoring. She seemed so peaceful and unaware that her father was on the radio. I felt myself crying a little.

When the song ended, Tim, the guy on the radio, said "That was the quote unquote 'ginger Jesus,' Ed Sheeran. By the way, he will be having a charity concert at the Ryanhaus Theater next week. So, if any of you would like to go, buy your tickets now while you've got the chance!"

I pulled into a gas station parking lot quickly and sat there. I could buy a ticket and go see Ed! As fast as I could, and without breaking the law, I turned the car around and drove to the theater. I have extra money. I can buy the ticket.

When I got there, I parked the car and got Cas from the back seat. She whined in protest, but I picked her up and carried her into the building. It was almost 9:00pm so I knew they'd be closing soon. I walked into the building and looked in the direction of where they sold tickets. There was a woman standing at the ticket counter chatting with the salesman. I walked right up to them.

"How much for a ticket to see Ed Sheeran next week?" I asked, setting Cas down so she could stand next to me. The salesman looked at me.

"$120." He said. "At the most." The woman gave me an annoyed look.

"My apologies. I didn't mean to interrupt your conversation, but," I paused and pulled out my credit card. "I would like to buy a ticket." The salesman took my card and turned to his left.

"We have one open seat in the front row. Would you like that?" He asked. He pulled out a diagram of the seats and pointed to the seat directly in the center of the front row. "Or do you prefer a seat farther back?" He pointed to the rear and upper-level seating, which was a lot cheaper.

"I'll take the front row seat. Please." I said. The man pointed at the seat again and looked at me for confirmation that it was the seat I wanted. I nodded and the man handed me a ticket and my credit card.

"Thank you, so much." I said, turning to walk away. Cas whined again when I picked her up. We left the theater and headed home.

"Mama..." Cas said as we got home.

"What is it baby?" I asked softly.

"Who is Ed Sheewan?" She asked. My heart stopped. I looked down at the little girl. She stared up at me with her big blue eyes. So much like Ed's eyes. I smiled gently.