Love in the Skye (Ed Sheeran fanfic) [Part 2]

Chapter 2

Skye's POV:

There was three firm thumps on the door. I pulled myself up off the floor and opened the door. Stuart was standing there. "If Ed's told you to come and pick up his stuff, he's a coward why can't he do it hi-", I started to say. "Shut up Skye", he said, making me scowl as he barged in past me. "Look at your arm, Ed told you to stop this..", he said, running his finger up my wrist and my lower arm, covering his finger in blood. Yes it was true, Ed had only been gone a day and I had already started self harming again.

"Bathroom", Stuart said, opening the cabinet as I walked in, pulling out a bandage and starting to wrap it around my arm. "Stay still", he said harshly. Stuart was acting really strange, why did he even care?

"Why are you here?", I asked making him sigh. "Ed's a little shit. He loves you. He just left and has been fucking complaining about it for the past 8 hours, I'm taking you to see him". I shook my head, "No Stuart! He doesn't, he left me all on my own, he didn't even say goodbye..", Stuart slammed the cabinet door shut. "Skye, he loves you. Don't be so thick". I stormed out the bathroom, slightly annoyed. "You're so rude", I scowled at him, making him laugh. "I know". He grabbed a bag and threw in any item of clothing he could get his hands on. "Come on, hurry up", he said, pulling me out the door by my arm, slamming it shut. "Stuart where the hell is he anyway?". He opened the car door and threw my bag in the back. "No questions, just hurry up".

After a two hour car journey of me and Stuart arguing and being rude, we finally reached Birmingham.

"Alright, I want you to come out when he's singing Gold Rush alright? Don't let him see you until then, I gotta go". I nodded understanding, "Stuart?", I said before he ran off. "What?". I smiled, feeling slightly happier then before, "thanks".