Part one

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"Tell me who we are going to meet" I screamed at him. 

"Nah, not yet" he whispered calmly as if I had not just screamed at him. We had been fighting over this for two days. He said he had some friends for me to meet and I desperately wanted to know who. 

"Edward Sheeran, you tell me this instant!" I shouted and he chuckled. I only called him Edward when I was angry or teasing him. I stormed out the house. Me and Ed had been best friends for a long time now. I had met him only a year ago at my work as a sales assistant in Primark in London. He had come in fully disguised and had asked for a personal shopper. Naturally, not knowing he was an international superstar and my idol, I treated him like any normal person. As he was leaving the shop Ed had slipped me his number and told me to ring him. Out of pure curiosity I text him and we agreed to meet up at a small coffee shop not far from my house. Only when I got there and saw Ed Sheeran waving across to me from a booth did I realise how stupid I had been. Not only had I mentioned several times how much I admired him but while he was in the shop I had + playing rather loudly. We sat and talked for several hours before I had received many angry texts from my room mates asking where I was and decided it was time I headed home.   

I sat in the booth where me and Ed sat on that first day together and my phone buzzed. I opened my message. 

'I know you're in our booth because if you went home angry the girls would quiz you and you like to be alone. Meet me there at 8 tomorrow morning and we'll talk about this. Love you Edddd :):) xxxx'. I sighed at the fact he knew me so well. I put my cup in the bin and headed home before the girls began to worry. I quickly tapped out a reply before shoving my phone in my pocket. 

'Fine but you can't keep this from me forever Sheeran. :P Love you 2 Soph :):) xxxx'   I put my key in the door and waited for a second to compose myself but the door was opened and I was yanked inside by a short brunette figure. 

'Where have you been? Have you spoke to Ed? Have you sorted things? Have you eaten today? What do you fancy for tea? Do you have plans for tomorrow?' The brunette figured garbled very quickly. 

'Work, Ed's then the coffee shop. Yes. I think so. Yes, Ed is responsible too, you know? Do we have pasta, no tomato? And I'm meeting Ed in the morning but he has work in the afternoon.' I chuckled back answering all the question she threw back several responses like

'Yes, I know Ed is responsible but I didn't know you were with him'. You threw the conversation back and forth till a voice floated from the kitchen. 

"God Kayleigh she just got in let her sit down and come help make tea with no tomatoes, otherwise known as Sophia style". Kayleigh wandered into the kitchen and you plopped yourself down on the sofa and flicked on the tv to see if the media had you and Ed dating or not today and what else was going on in the world.     

Ed's P.O.V. 

Sophia stormed out of my house. She was in a mood with me because I said I wanted to take her to meet someone but wouldn't tell her who. I honestly would tell her if she could trust her to keep it secret from the girls but she was rubbish at keeping things from them. Mainly because they tortured it out of her. I felt really bad for not telling her as she was my best friend but she will find out tomorrow morning anyway. My phone buzzed. 

'Still on for tomorrow' the text read. I tapped out a quick reply. 

'Yeah bringing Sophia to hang out in the morning then we'll head to the studio'. 

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