Suited (Ed Sheeran Fanfiction)

Part 11: Hangovers & Heart.

JULIETS POV:

The next morning I awoke to my alarm clock going haywire, and I realized it was six am and Monday morning. I woke up my head throbbing from a hangover and my eyes burning from leaving in my contacts. As I moved to get out of bed and get ready for the day, something restrained me. An arm. A man's arm. I tensed up and slowly peeled the man off of me, which resulted in a suppressed groan from him. I did not do stuff like this. I didn't sleep around. I was just in my bra and underwear so maybe it hadn't gone that far, but still. I do not hook up. After struggled out of bed, I turned around to see it was Ed laying there, in his boxers. After a moment of panic, I quickly ran into my closet so he wouldn't see me indecent. I was already running late so I quickly threw on some skinny jeans, black flats and a black blazer. My makeup was still on from last night, so I just quickly it up and brushed out my hair. I poured myself a mug of coffee and was almost out the door before Ed stopped me.

"Leaving so soon? he asked. I couldn't help but blush as Ed wandered further into the kitchen, only in his boxers. He was quite pale in the morning light, the brightness of his hair and tattoos contrasting against his skin. He wasn't that fit, he didn't have a six pack or anything, he actually had a bit of a beer gut. It suited him, not in a bad way, he actually looked quite nice, and I frankly couldn't imagine him with abs. His arms, however were quite muscular, biceps prominent after all that guitar playing. He rubbed his tired eyes and waited for me to respond.

"Oh erm yeah... Sorry... I've got to go to work.." I said, scrambling for my bag and car keys.

"So we're not even going to talk about this?" Ed asked.

"About what?" I questioned somewhat nonchalantly.

"Like the fact we woke up in our underwear in the same bed?"

I tried to act as if it was no big deal, "Look Ed, if I'm another one if your meaningless hook ups, that's fine. I know it's what musicians do or whatever and I won't make a big deal of it. And if you want me to sign a confidentiality agreement or whatever I can. I don't want to bother you." Ed just gave me an initial look or disbelief then started laughing uncontrollably. "What?" I blushed.

"Confidentiality agreement? What kind of asshole do you think I am, Jules? Plus I don't hook up that often. And we didn't even have sex. We just made out and then took off our fancy clothes and fell asleep. That was it."

I finally let out the breath I'd been holding,"Phew. I thought we'd um....you know..."

Ed blushed but his face quickly flashed with concern, "Wait.... Would that be bad if... we... y'know.... did?"

I shrugged, "I don't know, Ed. I mean you're like my best friend and we were hammered. How do we even know it meant anything?"

"Well we don't necessarily. We might have to attempt again..."

"I guess maybe. But you're not getting in my pants Sheeran. You haven't even taken me on a date."

Ed tapped his chin in mock confusion, "Hmmm, I seem to recall asking you as my date for the Grammy awards? First base after the first date seems pretty fair, right?"

I gasped, "You were planning this all along weren't you?" Ed smirked, desperately trying not to blush. "Okay whatever Sheeran. If this is the second date or whatever, Im taking you out for a proper dinner date on you birthday. Then we'll know for sure how all of this works."

"Aww but that's so far away!"

"It's less than a week. And I haven't finished your present yet. Now I've really got to go. I'm super late! Bye Ed!" I said grabbing my coffee mug and kissing Ed on the cheek.

I was already in the garage by the time I heard Ed respond with a faint,"Have a good day Juliet!"