Ed's POV:
Taylor's tour was finally coming to an end, luckily, as I could tell Skye was fed up. I had been spending a lot of time with Taylor and I felt bad, as Skye did feel left out.
"Home", she said softly as we started to board the plane.
"Yes", I smiled.
"Home".
A few hours later Skye ran up the stairs to our flat grinning widely, leaving me with all our luggage. I saw her burst in the door as I had made it up the stairs. She grinned at me as I put down the luggage on the floor, before closing the door.
"What?", I laughed, as she still stood there grinning at me.
"We're home!", she squealed, jumping on the bed and jumping around on it, her head nearly touching the ceiling. It looked too fun for me not to join in.
We both jumped on the bed for a good 10 minutes, laughing and shouting before we both finally collapsed down on the bed, exhausted.
"I bet the neighbours are happy we're back", I whispered in her ear and she giggled softly, crawling on top of me, still too out of breath to even speak. I wrapped my arms around her tightly, not letting go.
"I'm sorry I haven't been with you a lot for the past few months", I said softly as she closed her eyes.
"Music first remember", she whispered just before she fell asleep.
She says that a lot, she cares about everyone else, except herself, all of the time. But I was here to keep her safe, and I had a few weeks off, so we could spend some time together again, finally. I'd missed it. We both had.

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Love in the Skye (Ed Sheeran fanfic) [Part 2]
FanficSecond part of my fanfic with Ed and Skye. Includes sexual content and self harming issues.