Our Name In Lights (An Ed Sheeran Fanfic)

Chapter 9: Hope

Chapter 9: Hope 

   "Well?", I asked waiting for Ed to explain what just happened. He looked down at his coffee mug, playing with its handle. He took a deep breath and began explaining himself. "Uhm.. I'm an acoustic singer-songwriter and I've been getting quite big so people are starting to recognize me," Ed said, "and  I know I should've told you earli-". I cut him off. "Damn right you should've! Ed, you must be crazy to think we can actually have something when you're not telling me something this major!", I shouted. "I-I know and I'm sorry. I truly am, I wanted to wait for the right time Ash. I thought it was the right thing..", Ed stated quietly. I couldn't blame the kid, he obviously cares for me. I got up, walked around the table and sat on his lap. "Ed." He didn't reply, he just kept his gaze on his mug. I lifted his chin and looked into his beautiful blue eyes. "Ed. It's okay. You were trying to tell me at the right time and I understand that. I truly do. Its okay, I forgive you. I just want to know these major things. It'll be important when you're a huge star and I'm just the girlfriend. So just tell me these things, okay babe?", I questioned. Ed smiled, and cupped my cheek with one hand, "First, you'll be more than just 'The Girlfriend'. Secondly, deal. I promise I'll tell you everything."

   "Good.", I murmured, leaning in to kiss him. Ed kissed me back for a moment, then pulled away looking into my eyes. "Ash? I need to tell you something..", Ed mumbled. "Go for it...", I said hesitantly. "My manager Stu has planned me a tour back in England. And I would have to be there for a good 4 to 5 months. Will you come with me?" "Ed... You know I would love to but I can't leave Stevie here. She needs me." "Babe, she's in a coma. I don't think she'll notice you're gone, she's in serious condition." "Have you ever heard of HOPE?! She is my best friend. One of the only people I have left. You must be out of your MIND to think I'm leaving New York to go to England with you. I can't give up on her.", I shrieked. I stood up to go but Ed caught my wrist and pulled me down next to him. "Ashley, you don't have to give up on Stevie. It's just that after the tour I'm moving back to the UK to finish the album and I wanted you to come because I want you to live with me in Suffolk...", Ed whispered his eyes filled with sadness all over again. "I don't know. We'll have to see if Stevie is awake by the time you leave." "I leave in 2 weeks babe." "Then we'll hope for the best." 

A week and a half later...

   I was still visiting Stevie everyday, hoping there would be a change. For the better of course, and she has gotten better... She started breathing on her own. It was nice to see that big machine off her tiny frame. Ed has one week left in New York until he goes back to the UK for about 4 or 5 months, then coming back, packing up and leaving again. I wanted to go with him I truly did its just.. You can't leave your best friend. Especially in a situation like this. I was lost in my thoughts when the cab driver demanded for his money as we came to a stop. I gave him cash and got out, walking through the hospital doors. I walked past the check-in counters since just about everyone knew me here now. I opened Stevie's door and peered inside, watching the nurse check her fluids. The nurse beckoned me inside, so I walked in shutting the door behind me. "I'll give you sometime with her. Try talking to her, that works sometimes.", the nurse mumbled giving me a small smile before shutting the door as she walked out. 

   I made my way over to Stevie's side. Even with the machine off her, she still looked small. I pulled up a chair, talking a seat and holding Stevie's hand in mine. I just started at her for a moment until I remembered what the nurse said. Talk to her. I took a deep breath then started to spill my heart out. 

"Stevie? God. I hope you're okay. It wasn't supposed to be like this. It really wasn't. Its my fault. If I would've just stayed at home with Stefan, none of this would've happened. I'm so sorry. I'm so SO sorry!", by this time, I was sobbing. Clutching my best friends hand. But, I carried on, "But the thing is, is that I've met Ed. And he's wonderful. Hes just perfect. He's becoming famous! You always said I would probably end up with someone famous. You called it! But anyway. He asked for me to come live with him after his tour. To live with him... in London and while he's touring to come with him. And I do. I want to! But i cant leave you Stevie! I cant! I know you'd want me to, I know you would. I need you to wake up. Please. Tell me what to do. Tell me what to say. Please. I'm-.." I was cut off by the feeling of someone squeezing my hand very lightly. I felt my eyes grow wide. 'It cant be Stevie. That's impossible..', I thought to myself.

But when I looked down at my Stevie's hand in mine, I saw that her fingers were twitching. And when I looked up at her face... her eyes were softly fluttering. This isn't happening... Is it? 

Was Stevie finally waking up?

A.N!! Hey guys its Nicole! THANKS FOR 300 READS!!! How are you guys liking this?! I hope you like it! Well, school started again ugh. So I'll try to update asap! Leave feedback in the comments! Dont forget to vote! I love you all! Goal: 500 reads?