Enchanted to Meet You (Ted Sweeran Fanfic)

Chapter 4- Almost a good day...

ED'S POV:

  "Ahhh." I yawn and rub my eyes. I had a pleasant sleep.  I stand up stretching like a cat, and walk to the small hotel bathroom. I glare slightly at my very ruffled ginger hair. My hair was in every direction possible. Usually my hair was never this crazy. Then again ridding in a go-cart for an hour and then having a wicked sleeping session can do that to one's hair.

  Last night was awkward at first, but thanks to a small go cart place it ended up being a wicked evening.   I shut the bathroom door and strip off my clothes.

It takes me a few minutes to figure out how to turn the shower on. The shower handle was strange. 

  I ended up having a cold shower. I'd like to think I'm a smart person, but even I doubt it sometimes.

  I slipped on a t-shirt, and some jeans then towel-dried my hair.  Just as I pick up my phone a message pops up. 

  From: Taylor

Thank you for meeting up with me last night. Went better than I thought, and I am hoping to get to know you better. Contact me soon! 

 I smiled and grabbed my guitar case heading out the hotel door.

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After having a quick brunch with my manager, Stuart, I had a gig to go to. Stuart dropped me off telling me he had "plans," so I had to walk a block.   

As I walk in to the small strip mall I sign a few things for a few people, I wasn't super famous (yet). I smile at the already set up large open area. Usually I had to set it up myself. I pull out my guitar and begin playing the start of a song I called "Give Me Love."  

Give me love like her  

Cause lately I've been waking up alone

  Paint splattered teardrops on my shirt

  I told you I'd let them go...  

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TAYLOR'S POV:

I opened my eyes slowly, "Meow," the little cat stared at me expectantly, I sighed. The problem with Meredith was she would either wake me up or wait for me to wake up and then I'd have to feed her.   

"Whatever," I mumbled, rolling off the bed and on to the floor. "Owwwww," I groaned, pushing myself to sit.   "Here you go darn cat." I muttered pouring the disgusting cat food into her bowl.  She meowed thankfully and I left the room (don't judge my relationship with my cat).  

I stripped out of my clothes and took a hot, relaxing shower. Suddenly a familiar song came on the radio and it was time to put my performing skills to the test.

    The way you move is like a full on rainstorm.

  And I'm a house of cards.

  You're kinda reckless that you sent me running but I,

  kinda know that I won't get far.  

And you stood there in front of me just, close enough to touch, 

  close enough to hope you couldn't see what I was thinking of. 

  Oh this was getting good ms. taylor, too good.  

And then I did it... My hair flip.  

After my passionate shower singing and dancing I head for the closets.  I knew I needed to go shopping today so, I worked on my disguising skills.  I put on my favourite too-big sweater (red in color) and a pair of skinny dark-coloured jeans, then a pair of high-heeled shoes (converse look-a-likes with a hidden heel in the inside. Then to finish the look I put my hair in neat side braid and put on my black sunglasses.  

Pulling up to the mall was difficult there were lots of cars, which was quite unusual for a mall that was so far from the city.  

I entered the mall and immediately my ears filled with all different noises. I looked around, it sounded a lot like a concert. As I entered the mall my suspicions were confirmed.

  "Excuse me," I mumbled as a tall plump guy blocked my view of the stage.

"Oh, my apologies," The guy turned around, and I swear I recognized him from somewhere but, I just cleared that thought and nicely squeezed past him.  It was a busy place so, I took a seat by a little girl, she smiled at me, 

"Hello."  I nodded,

"hi," and my hopes of her not recognizing me worked.  

Stuck in her daydream.  

Been this way since eighteen.  

The corner of my lips turned up as I realized Ed.                        

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"Oh my gosh! Ed Sheeran!" I exclaimed as the ginger hopped off the stage, Obviously not recognizing me.  I started to walk by him and his manager,aka the guy I recognized from earlier on ,and two security guards.

"What's your name?" I asked his manager, making my voice an octave higher. 

"Uh, Stuart and yours?" The big man-Stuart answered hesitantly.

  "Taylor." I reached my hand out for a handshake, pulling my shades to rest on the top of my head.   Stuart pushed my hand away and embraced me in a bone-crushing hug. 

"Taylor!" He smiled, I looked around slightly concerned but, nothing happened.  I returned his enthusiasm with a sheepish smile.

Ed and the guards were already nearing the exit and I didn't want to make Stuart late so, I bid Stuart goodbye and left for my own duties.            

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"Please Taylor," She sobbed through the phone. 

"It would mean so, much to us!" I wiped the tears from my eyes, for a while I've been silent, just accepting the news. 

"I'll do it," I mumbled, "Bless you all."    I covered my face with my hands, letting the tears, stream down my face.   

This was going to be real hard to do.

  And just when I thought this day was going alright.

 OH MY GOSH a Cliff hanger...

Sorry we meant to update sooner but, well yeah. Hope you enjoy the chapter! please vote if you like it. Um well hopefully get another chapter on soon. :) so have a nice day and keep shipping ted sweeran.