I Told Myself I Wouldn't Fall For You; Sweeran

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Chapter One; Sweet Hearts & Coffee Shops.

I opened my eyes to the sound of an alarm clock and looked at the ceiling. I was exhausted. Five hours of sleep wasn't enough for me. But I rolled out of bed anyway and went to get dressed. I checked the time on my phone noting that I had about an hour to get ready before I had to be on the set of the "Everything Has Changed" music video.

I saw the message symbol blink at the top of my iPhone and wondered who could be texting me so early in the morning. But when I saw it was Ed, my face lit up.

Ed and I were best friends; but nothing more. People like to think we have something going on but its friends and that's it. I'll be honest, i thought about dating him for maybe .6 seconds once, but then I realized how horrible my life would be without him if things ever fell out. But our friendship is great. He never fails to make me smile. We spend a good 70 percent of our days off together.

When I opened up the message from Ed, it read "Good morning Tay, I don't want to sound like a bother but could I maybe catch a ride with you to the set? I'll buy some coffees for us on the way, let me know so I can walk to your hotel room :)"

I saw no problem so replied a quick "Sounds good, meet me here soon so we can leave. (:"

I rushed to get dressed, and as I was straightening my hair I heard a

knock on the door. Assuming it was Ed, I told him to come inside as I finished my hair. As I stumbled out of the bathroom, I realized I hadn't done my makeup.

I sighed "oh, I probably look horrible let me go fix my face." I laughed as I finished my sentence and began walking back toward the mirror.

"Taylor." Ed said.

"Sorry, that was kind of rude I didn't say Hello. Good morning Ed, let me kindly go fix my face and then we can leave." I replied.

"Taylor." Ed said again.

"Ed?" I laughed.

"Stop saying that. You look stunning, you don't need makeup." He smiled shyly.

"You're lying." I said, placing my hands on my hips.

"No I'm not, let's go, you look fine." Ed motioned for me to come over to where he was standing, near the door.

"Okay okay, give me 2 minutes." I said, and Ed shook his head knowing I was about to go do what he suggested I didnt do. I ran into the bathroom, and put on a light layer of makeup, hoping to get a more or less natural look. I finished up as I swiped mascara over my long lashes and shut the light out.

"Still beautiful." Ed remarked as I began to gather my belongings and head for the door. He always seemed to make sweet compliments every time I saw him.

"Thanks so much." I smiled. "Now, how about we go get some coffee and head to the set?" I opened the door, and Ed followed me out. My car was conveniently parked close, and I climbed in the car as ed got in the passenger seat.

I turned the key and the engine started. Ed flicked on the radio like he owned the car, and I just smiled as he flipped through the stations.

I heard a familiar tune, "wait go back I like that song."

It was Ho Hey by the Lumineers, it was one if my favorites and I actually do a partail cover of it every night on tour.

"I belong with you, you belong with me, you're my sweetheart, I belong with you, you belong with me you're my sweetheart."

I couldn't help but let the inner singer in me out as I belted out the lyrics. I looked over to Ed who was also quietly singing along while looking at me.

"You're my sweetheart."

We both sang the line in harmony, and something hit me. An odd feeling. Like a knot in my stomach. I shook it off and pulled into a little cafe where we'd order coffee and proceed to drive to the video shoot.

Ed bought us both coffee as he promised, and we drove off. But I still had a knot in my stomach. It couldn't be that I was worried for a video shoot? No, that's never happened. It was confusing, and I contemplated what it could mean the whole ride to the school that our video would be shot at. No answers.

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