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

Chapter 9

Ed's POV:

"You were amazing out there", Skye said, hugging me as soon as I came off stage. I smiled down at her, "Thank you. I'm just gunna change my clothes then we gotta head back home to London for the gig tomorrow, Stuarts got my keys, he's dumping our stuff there before he goes home". Skye nodded and followed me into my dressing room, watching me change my jeans and my tshirt as they were extremely sweaty. She took my sweaty palm in her hand and we walked out the venue. To my surprise we found a tour bus parked outside the doors. "Hurry up!", David called out, making me quickly jump in the bus and hi-5 David with my spare hand, "nice one man, does Stuart know about this?". He stumbled over his words making me laugh, "he'll get over it". I sat down on the couch and pulled Skye down with me, making her literally fall on top of me. "You can only stay in here under one condition though", David shouted from the front of the bus, "If you decide to sleep here, keep the noise down!". Skye giggled but I just scowled, "prick!".

Stuart's POV:

I can't believe I was actually doing this. I could be at home but no, I offered to drop back Ed's bloody luggage. I pulled up in my car outside Ed's flat and walked up the stairs. "Who the fuck are you?", I said loudly, staring down at the girl looking up at me. "Stuart!", she squealed making me jump back a little as she stood up. "Where's Ed!?", I scowled, "none of your business". She laughed, taking a step closer to me, it put her in a bit of a clearer view as it was dark, and that's when I realised. I grabbed my phone and scrolled through my photos, just to make sure. She laughed again, making me slightly angry. I slammed my fist against the wall next to her, making her freeze. "You hurt Skye or Ed again, you'll have me to deal with alright?". She shrugged, quickly dodging away from me and running down the stairs before I could say anymore. I could see what Ed meant, she really was a bit of a loser.

Ed's POV:

We finally got back to our flat and we literally ran up the stairs hand in hand. "We got the place to our selv- Stuart?", I said, opening the door. "Ed, creepy fan was sitting outside your flat, I dented your door a bit, I nearly punched her", Stuart said, getting up off the sofa. "I thought I'd better warn you, in person". I smiled at him, "Thanks Stuart, go get some rest man". He hugged me, patting me on the back before hugging Skye. "Stay safe alright?", he said to her before leaving. She wouldn't get hurt again, I wouldn't let it happen. Not this time. Not again.