Taste That Your Lips Allow ~ Ed Sheeran Fanfic

Chapter 8: One Month Anniversary Part One

AN

Wow over 300 reads, this really did put a smile on my face, so thank you for everyone who is reading it or has tweeted the link for it, it really means a lot to me. I’ve gone back through and added (Flashback) to the bits of writing just to avoid any confusion some people may be having.

Lots of love,

Emily

Xxx

Annie’s POV

The sound of knifes on forks on the china plates echoed around the dining room. My brother Robbie was back from Uni and sat opposite me with a puzzled look on his face. Every time I looked at him I could feel his eyes searching mine, looking for answers to the constant list of questions he had. He had been away travelling when I had met Ed and consequently had left the country, waving goodbye at a happy, smiling, confident girl and had arrived home to an empty shell of his sister. I knew it wouldn’t be long before he would start asking questions. I knew Robbie to well.

The second the meal was over, I took my plate into the kitchen and quickly ran up the back staircase to avoid him. I shut my bedroom door and almost jumped out of my skin when my desk chair spun around and Robbie was sitting there.

He looked down at me; his piercing green eyes contrasting his almost jet black hair. He had put back in his lip piercing after being free from mum and dad’s scorning looks. He was wearing a You Me at Six hoodie and black skinny jeans. He did always love his rock bands and was studying marketing and music at Uni.

“Come on An, spill” He said to me. I sat down on my bed and said “I don’t know what you’re talking about.” He stood up and threw a handful of paper at me. “I think you do.” He said. I stared down at the paper. They were more photos of Ed and I. But I don’t even remember these being taken. “Where… Where did you get these?” I said, swaying slightly as my head began to hurt. “There was a letter waiting for me when I got back. Inside were these photos and a letter from someone called Ed. He said how much he knew you looked up to me and that he wanted to meet me but unfortunately circumstances changed. So come on who is he?”

I tried to sit in silence for as long as I could but after staring at the photos for over 20 minutes I could feel the tears cascading down my cheeks. I heard Robbie get up and put his arm around me. We sat like that for what felt like hours and I found myself telling him what I had never told anyone. He sat there and didn’t say anything until I was nearly finished. “And then… then he just left. He didn’t say anything. He just left.” I finished finally and the gentle flow of tears turned into violent sobs and I buried my head into Robbie’s chest and he stroked my back, until all the tears were gone. He didn’t try to tell me that he was a rubbish boyfriend or I deserved better because he knew from what I had told him that that wasn’t the case, he knew that up until right at the end Ed was the perfect boyfriend and that we were so well suited for each other. “Annie there’s something I need to tell you.” I looked up at him, I could feel my bloodshot eyes wincing away from the lights in the room. “You know I said that there was a letter with the photos.” I nodded up at him. “I think you need to read it. I think it will explain a lot too you.” I watched as Robbie walked out of the room and I curled up into a ball on my bed.

(Flash back)

“Annie you have been smiling all day, even when Mr Whelsh had a go at you. Come on spill the beans.” Hannah said trailing behind me. I turned to face my group of friends and watched as they all looked at me, their eyes following and copying every move I made. “I don’t know what you are talking about” I said with a half smile on my face. That all looked at each other and then jogged to catch up with me.

“Anyway guys Robbie’s giving me a lift home tonight so I’ll see you all tomorrow.” I heard them all chatter excitedly to each other at the thought of my brother, who I’m pretty sure they all thought was hot.

I looked down at my phone and re read the message from Ed again. “Happy one month anniversary An, I’m picking you up tonight at 6. Can’t wait to see you! Lots of love Ed xxx” I felt the smile spread all over my face once more as I hoped into the little mini of Robbie’s.

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I had showered, painted my nails, done my hair, all dressed and was ready as it was only 5:30pm. I knew that Ed was planning something out of the usual so I was wearing black skinny jeans, Chelsea boots and a checked shirt. My hair was slightly curled reaching my elbows. I had never been one for makeup and had only put on the smallest hint of mascara.

“So when are we going to meet the lucky guy then?” said my mum, popping her head round my bedroom door. “Well never if you succeed in scaring me to death like that mum” I said “but I thought he could come in before we went out tonight, if you’re so desperate to meet him.”

“I look forward to meeting him then.” Said my mum leaving the room.

I sat on the floor of my room, taking deep calming breaths. I had never been so nervous about my parents meeting a boyfriend. I guess it was because I really wanted them to like him as much as I did. I was a little worried that my parents wouldn’t approve of me dating someone who was a year older and also had dropped out of school, but I wasn’t ashamed of that and neither was Ed so hopefully my parents would respect that.

I heard the doorbell chime downstairs and nearly broke my neck from running down the stairs so quickly. I wrenched the door open and Ed stood there. The porch light radiated of his face and made him seem like he was glowing. His hair was a little tamer than usual and he was wearing dark jeans, high tops and a T-shirt. Very typical Ed. The only change was the suit jacket he had put on over the top. He was holding a bouquet of flowers in one hand as well.

He completely surprised me by kissing my cheek and then handing the flowers to my mother, instead of me as I was expecting. He winked down at my grin as my mother blushed and said “How charming.” He kissed my mother on both cheeks and said “You are looking lovely this evening Mrs Hale.” He then shook my father’s hand who said “Nice firm grip son, just what I like.” My parents lead him through to the kitchen where my mum and dad began to question him in a conversational sort of way. He answered every question coolly and with such passion when it came to his music that in the  brief 20 minutes they were talking he had my parents eating out of the palm of his hand.

We left my house and the minute we were out of sight from my house Ed took my face in his hands and kissed me with such passion that I staggered back slightly afterwards. Chuckling Ed took my hand and lead me down my road and off on our own little adventure.