Love in the Skye (Ed Sheeran fanfic)

Chapter 8

Ed's POV:

Had I caused this? Did she do this because of me? I hugged her tightly as she slept. I couldn't even think about going to sleep, I needed to keep an eye on her. But, I couldn't do this everyday, I didn't know what to do. "Go to sleep" she mumbled, as if she knew what I was thinking. "You first.." I whispered back. She fell straight to sleep, and I think I did too.

I woke up in the morning and she was still wrapped in my arms. I decided to try and avoid the subject as it was a bit of a touchy topic of conversation. "Morning" Skye said to me, as if she didn't have a care in the world. "Morning.." I said softly, playing with her hair. "Thanks Ed" she said, almost too quietly for me to hear, "You can leave now, if you want". That reminded me I had a gig at 8:00pm. "I've got a while, but you need me, I'll stay for a bit". I said, "I've survived with out you Ed, You don't need to be with me all the time, I'm fine. I just get these moments.." she stopped and I shook my head. "You don't have to go on" I said softly in her ear. But she was right, she'd survived up to now without me, so she will now, if I'm with her or not, but if I am. I could help her get better, couldn't I? "You want some breakfast?" I said, as she didn't say anymore. But she just shook her head. "Not hungry". I nodded, not bothering to get any for myself. "Your place is decent, you, live alone?" I said, changing the subject, as she started to relax. "Yeah, just me, and it's alright, bit messy, sorry". She slightly smiled, the first smile I'd seen since yesterday. I smiled back. "I like it" I chuckled and her smile grew bigger. I checked the clock. I asked her for breakfast? It was 1:00pm. "I have a gig at 8:00 if you wanna come?" I said softly. "Some other time and please don't act nice just because you feel sorry for me" she said, smiling. I nodded, a bit disappointed. I didn't feel sorry for her, I was generally attracted to her. "I'll see you soon". I kissed her forehead as I got up to leave. "Bye Ed" she whispered, catching my eye. She was still perfect to me. With 1000 scars or not. I waved and closed the door behind me, hoping she'd be ok.