Love in the Skye (Ed Sheeran fanfic)

Chapter 7

Skye's POV:

Why was I so stupid? Ed Sheeran had just kissed me and I walked away. But I couldn't help it, I was scared and I now realised why I'd never had a serious boyfriend. Because I was scared they'd find out my biggest secret. I walked up to my flat and stormed in, making my way over to the bathroom and pulling up my sleeve, I sat down on the floor, crying my eyes out as I took hold of the razor. "D-d-don't", I heard someone stutter, I quickly looked up. Ed was standing there, his face was pure white and his eyes had a sad look in them that I'd never seen before. "Leave me alone!" I shouted at him as I used the blade to form a new cut on my arm. "Skye.." he whispered, taking a step closer, I pointed the blade at him and he stopped dead in his tracks. I stood up, now angry. "No one ever cares!" I shouted at him, "No one can help me, you can't, so leave me alone! You can't stop the voices!" I screamed louder. But then he did something I didn't expect, he ran at me, knocking the blade out of my hand and snapping it in two, pulling me tight against his chest, I was in tears and I could feel drops on my head, which I guessed was him crying. I buried my face in his chest, as he said his comforting words through his sobs. I pulled away and let him wrap a bandage around my arm. "You don't underst-" he pressed a finger to my lips and carried me to my bed, I think I might have just cried myself to sleep, still in his arms, as if he was trying to protect me..