Butterflies

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prologue to my ted fanfic. it doesn't have a name or cover yet so whatever. y'all wanted it on Wattpad too so enjoy. (: 

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The doorbell rang, interrupting my concentration. I had been sitting in my bedroom strumming my guitar and singing a new song to Meredith. I stood up, wondering who was at my house so early.

"Ed!" I exclaimed as I opened the door. "You're early! Come in!"

"Yeah..." he looked around my home. "I was up and I figured you wouldn't mind if I came a little early."

"No I don't mind at all. I was actually just playing something new for Meredith. Would you like to hear?"

"Of course!" he replied.

We sat down on my couch and I began to play and sing.

"I just wanna know you better, know you better, know you better now." I stopped playing. "You see, I really like that as a pre-chorus but I'm having trouble coming up with the rest of it."

"Well maybe that could be our song," he said, "I could help you write that."

I smiled, "That's a great idea. But before we start writing... I just got a trampoline! Do you want to see it?"

His face lit up. "Yes!"

We ran like children to my back door, into my backyard and all the way to the tennis court where I had my trampoline set up. We climbed onto it and bounced around until we got tired. I stopped jumping and laid down on my back.

"The sky looks beautiful today," I commented. Ed, who had still been lightly bouncing, stopped and laid down as well. With the weight of both of us laying down, we slid to the middle, with our sides touching. I blushed and felt tiny butterflies in my stomach. What was this? I don't, like, l i k e Ed do I?"

Suddenly, Ed sat up. I guess he felt uncomfortable too. Good. Now I just needed to focus on making those feelings go away.

"I'm gonna go grab our guitars. I'll be right back," Ed said as he got up. Great. Leaving me alone with my thoughts. That's one of the scariest things I do. Think.

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