Lego House (Ed Sheeran Fanfiction)

Chapter 20

A black car was coming towards us, carrying someone inside. Someone who could be a member of my family. I couldn't just right up and tell them that I am their longlost daughter or whoever it was. I started freaking out! I didn't know what to do! We have gone through so much to get here and I didn't want someone to arrest me once they see that we stole a file. 

Ed raised his hand as like he was hailing a taxi, but he was pretty much hailing a man on a horse. I was confused on what he was doing, we might even be arrested for this! I don't even know! A guard came riding up to him, and greeted him like a friend, which freaked me out a little bit.

"G'day Ed, I heard you were coming in the next few days to visit the Queen," one of them greeted the ginger, who had an Australian accent.

"Yeah, I guess I should come a bit early, is that okay?" Ed asked. Just standing there, I thought he was a little crazy! This is the Queen, she is not going to change her schedule if her own poodle eats the crown jewels! Why would she change her schedule for a young singer who was about to come later?

"Oh look, it is Mr. Sheeran! Stop the cart," a frail voice called from inside of a carriage. And through the window there was an elderly woman, she seemed tired but happy at the same time. She was nicely dressed that with every job that I take, I would not even be able to afford even a single piece of her closet. And she was the Queen of England.

"Hello m'am," Ed greeted, pretending to tip a hat.

"Hello Mr. Sheeran, do you want a ride into the palace?" she asked. I was literally freaking out because the Queen was right in front of me!

"Yes, I would love to. But would it be okay if my friends came along too?"

"Of course, sweetheart. The more the merrier!"

The door was opened and I followed Ed, with Dylan behind me, inside thinking that everything was just crazy. I sat across from the Queen as Ed sat right next to her, casually. The door was shut as we rode in and Ed started a conversation with the Queen, asking her how her dog was. If I was him, I would not know what to say at all.

Once we stopped, we quickly got out and had the Queen be taken in when we were left alone. Me and Dylan were confused on how he got in. We would question later as I swore as I heard a high pitch squeal and the smell of someone who once held a knife up to my throught.