Strike 2. 3 n ur out.
My eyes widen and I feel pressure and fear building up inside of me as my eyes scroll the words. When I study it closer, I notice that it's a very large sheet of paper taped up to the ceiling. The big red letters make me wonder how the hell I didn't see it when I first came in my room. Tension rises in my body and Ed notices.
"You okay?"
"Yes," I answer with much uncertainty.
"Why are you so tense?" he asks.
"I um..."
"Am I making you uncomfortable?" he gushes. "I'm so sorry, I thought you wanted to... you know.'
"No, I did I just–"
"Oh god, I know what's wrong."
"Do you?" No he doesn't.
"You're a virgin aren't you?" he asks with wide, concerned eyes.
"Oh my god," I laugh at his certainty. "I'm not a virgin, Ed."
"Then what's the matter?" he laughs with me, his body still hovering over mine.
"It's just that..." at this point I realized I should've been coming up with a lie. "Are we moving too fast?"
"I mean... if you feel like we're moving too fast then we can slow down." he says.
"Well, I just don't want to rush things you know? I want things to go well with... us," We both blush at the word 'us'.
"I want things to go well with us too," Ed says back with a grin.
I smile at him and nod, "Thank you for understanding."
"Yeah, I totally understand, we should wait until we're both ready."
I give him a sweet kiss on the lips and a hug. He pulls himself off of me and does the exact opposite of what I wanted him to do; he turns over and lies on his back as well.
I watch as his eyebrows furrow at the sight on the ceiling.
"What does that mean?" He asks pointing at the words.
There's no way out of this one. What lie could I come up with for this?
"Um," I say, "I don't know..."
"Did you write it?"
"No..." I say. Think quickly.
"Oh! My roomie may have written that. We, um, play little pranks on each other. She probably wrote it to scare me," I say. "I'll get her back."
I force an awkward laugh and Ed does the same. I assume it freaked him out too. He probably thinks my roommate is a psychopath now, but she's really my best friend. She is crazy to be honest, but not that crazy. How the hell did someone get into my apartment and tape a poster to my ceiling so easily without leaving evidence? It makes no sense, my door was locked when I got back!
"I'll just take it down," I say. I stand up on my bed and jump, snagging my fingers underneath the paper and tearing it all down in one swift motion, "There."
I hear a ringing and immediately get nervous, assuming it was my phone. However, I see it's Ed as he looks at the caller ID. I peek over his shoulder at the name.
Alice.
"I'm so sorry, but I've got to answer this or else she won't stop calling," he frowns at me, but I bend over and tell him it's okay, giving him a kiss on the cheek.
He steps out of the room as I hear him answer the phone with a bitter "hello". I know it's rude to listen in on others' conversations, but who doesn't, right?
"Alice, cut it out, stop acting like the innocent one here," I hear after a few moments of Ed presumably listening to her speak on the other line.
"I'm really not discussing this-" he stops mid sentence. Whatever she interrupts him for pisses him off pretty bad because his tone becomes very cold.
"Are you kidding me? There's no fucking way I'm letting you ruin what I have going for me; I'm happy for once since you cheated, I have someone who cares about me now, and I want absolutely nothing to do with you anymore," he spits into the phone.
"Yes, I mean it," he responds to her words.
He hangs up the phone and walks back into my room. I quickly try to act as natural as possible, as if I weren't just listening to his personal business.
"I'm sorry. You probably heard everything, I was pretty loud," he apologizes.
I tell him it's all okay, but he still feels bad.
"I don't usually speak to people like that. I feel bad but... I don't want to deal with her anymore. She's just hurt me pretty bad and I can't take it," he says. "Besides, I... just really like you and I can see this going somewhere good. I don't want her to ruin it, y'know?"
I smile at his words. A blush fills my face, and Ed's turns even more red than normal. I let out a small, whispered "aww". He sees this going somewhere good, but there's someone out there that really doesn't want us to be together. Ed is the sweetest, cutest guy I've ever come in contact with, and I really could eventually see something serious happening between us. (If there weren't a huge threat looming over my head.)
"I really like you too, Ed. You're so sweet, I can see this going somewhere good too," I beam at him and step forward to give him a huge hug. It really feels nice when we hug. He's such a big cuddly teddy bear. I just let him hold me and try to forget all of my worries.
"You feel like a big ol' Teddy bear," I giggle into his chest. "I just might call you Eddy Bear."
"It's because I'm tubby and fuzzy," he chuckles into my hair. "And I don't mind."
"You're not tubby, you've got a cute lil' belly," I squeeze him. I can feel him smile into my hair, and I sigh into his chest. Right here, right now, this feels safe. I feel safe.
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Hello, here's another update! I'm kind of keeping up with this story again!! PS, I have got some big ideas for the story, so even though this chapter is a lil draggy, (my apologies) it will get sooooooo much better! :)
Jillian x
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