Enchanted to Meet You (Ted Sweeran Fanfic)

Chapter 1- An Opportunity

 ED"S POV:

"How is it?"

 "Delicious thank you."I smile at the waiter as he leaves. I take another rather large bite of my chicken wings. 

"Ed." My 11 year old cousin tugs at my hoodie.

"Do you mind?" I glare at her slightly. "I'm trying to enjoy my chicken." I take another large bite.

"ED!"

I know that if I don't answer her she's just going to get worse. 

"What?" I turn to her pushing away my chicken.  She points to a women and her son (or whom I'm guessing is her son) taking a seat at the table next to us. Her eyes intent and full of excitement.

"Andrea and Austin Swift," She whispers. 

"What?" She said it so fast I couldn't make out the words.

Without an answer she stood up and tapped the women on the shoulder. "I don't mean to bother you," she started.  "But are you Andrea Swift?" 

Oh. Now I know what she said. "Excuse my cousin. I'm sorry for disturbing you two." I smile slightly standing up in an attempt to grab my cousin and finish our lovely lunch.

"EEEED," my cousin pouts. 

"Ed sheeran?" Andrea stands up. I nod awkwardly looking at the women before me.

"What a pleasure to meet you," she smiles wide shaking my hand. "I love your music," her smile gets larger which I find nearly impossible. 

"Thank you." I awkwardly pull down the sleeves of my hoodie.                       

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After about an hour of talking to Andrea we left Nando's with some signed stuff (for my cousin) and a phone number. I was told to call the number for some oppurtunity. Like a duet or something.  

When i arrived at my flat I was exhausted. Taking care of my out spoken, strange cousin was a lot of work. I was the opposite of my cousin. Shy but weirder then her. I have no idea how my parents could of managed me. I stuff the number in my pocket. Opening my door took a lot of work since the handle was messed up. I should get it fixed one of these days. Maybe. 

When I finally get into my flat I'm welcomed by a chubby, little ginger cat looking for food. I smile, and go into a cupboard in my tiny kitchen retrieving a bag of cat food and a bowl. I pour some food in the bowl and place it on the ground. The chubby kitty trots over to the bowl and I scratch her behind the ears for a minute.  

I then head to my happy place. The couch. I turn on the television to some talk show which I recognize is The Ellen Degeneres show. I close my eyes and fall into a deep sleep full of cats, guitars and great musicians.  

TAYLOR'S POV  

"So, I have to tell you I gave a boy you're number-" my mother starts, as we're going through dresses in some expensive magazine.

"Mooooooooooooooom," I whined, standing up.  "I don't need any-" My voice was silenced when the phone started ringing.

My mum reached for it,  "Andrea Swift, how may I help you?"  Her eyes darted to me,  "alright she's right here." 

I reached for the phone, whispering, "who is it?" She shook her head, rose to her feet, and left towards the backyard.

"Hello?" I tried to sound confident, with a large dashing "HELLO" but, it came out of my mouth like a nervous 'hello?'

"Hey." A male's voice answered, full of British.  I cringed, I hated asking who people were you know? 

"Uh, so... You have a name?" I tried to sound cool, calm and collective but, it was a pretty bad thing to say like: You come here often?, when your in someone's house.

"Oh, right! Eddie, I mean, Ed! Ed Sheeran!"I resisted the urge to giggle.

"Ohhhhhh," I mumbled into the phone, "What's it like to be a ginger?"  Maybe it was a stupid question to ask. But, it was kind of a spur of the moment thing, when you finally recognize someone and you just think of that one thing you remember about them. After a quick silence, Ed talks again,

"Strange question," and then, he laughs and it's so... Cute that, I just wanna hug him.

"Well, you tend to stand out more, since there's not many gingers." He finishes, and I stare at the odd little cat sitting in front of me. We stare at each other for a minute, me making goofy faces at her while she sits there being a cat.

"Anyways," Ed mutters, slowly into the phone, taking me away from the stare-off with Meredith. "I was thinking we could meet up next Tuesday. 'Cause I'm gonna be l.a for a music festival..." He trails off, and I'm about to answer when he adds, "I mean if you're not busy." 

I tap my freshly red-painted nails against the coffee table (another activity me and my mum were doing, painting nails). I think of my schedule for a second.

"When is the festival done?" I ask softly, standing to grab a pen and paper.

"Well, it starts rather early, and ends around 4 pm." 

I stare at the paper, leaning against the kitchen island.  "I'll be in the studio at 4..." I mumble, disappointed. "But, if you wanna meet me there around four-thirty, five-ish I should be finishing off." I add quickly, I didn't want him to think it was a problem to meet him.

He finally answers, "I'll have to see."  

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:) Come on Ed. We know you wanna see Taylor. Yay first story on Wattpad! I'm sorry its a short first chapter, but don't worry they'll get longer. If you like it vote please! Comment too (if you want) I'd like to here from anyone that reads this. Well yeah ;)