It's A Girl (Ed Sheeran) [EDITING]

2. New friends, School Friends

*edited on 3/13/18*

"It's too early for all of this," I say to myself as I park in a parking space to answer the call.

I look down at my phone and slide the button across the bottom of the screen to answer the phone call by someone I wasn't expecting and didn't want to talk to. Bracing myself before speaking, I let out a shaky breath. I honestly don't know what to expect from this.

"Hello, Mum?" I say, but barely anything came out.

"Courtney, hey! I miss you, sweetie," I hear her familiar voice say. It feels like just yesterday she was yelling at me to tell Ed about Shelby before he leaves, that if I didn't tell him I would ruin my life even more which was also the last conversation we had.

"Yeah, I miss you too," I half lied. I miss her yes, but I'm honestly glad to be away from her selfish acts.

"I miss you so much more, you should come up here and visit," she says, sounding enthusiastic, hoping I would say yes.

"Mum, I can't. I have Shelby and I don't want to go that far away with her right now, because she's a big hand full if I must say so myself," I say, trying to come up with an excuse. The rest of the conversation was short answered and very awkward.

I took a sip of my coffee, trying to relax myself a bit. While I was on the phone with my mum, someone had text me. To my surprise, Ed had text me, wanting to know how I've been. I look at the time and if I didn't get on the road now, with this early morning traffic I would be late so I quickly respond, telling him I've been okay just stressed and that I hoped he was having fun on tour. I didn't wait for him to reply or even read it, I turned off the screen and put the car in reverse.

A tear escaped from my eye and slid down my cheek as I drove down the road, getting off at the exit and getting on a busy highway. I sunk back in my seat, silently wishing I would get another text from Ed. I turn the radio up louder to drown my thoughts out of Ed.

I was finally at home after 6 long hours of waiting for people to walk in the salon so I could ask them how they are doing and what their name was. I couldn't wait to get in comfier clothes and see Shelby again. She always makes my day better, no matter what.

Do I regret getting pregnant and having a child so young? Yes, I do. Do I regret Shelby and keeping her, despite I was basically still a child myself and all of the troubles along the way? Absolutely not. Shelby made my life better and made me better myself in some way. She made me open my eyes and realize some things aren't important and some people aren't as needed as you think.

"I'm back!" I call through the house once I was inside. I got no answer and as I searched the house I didn't see anyone. I sat down on the couch, about to turn on the telly when I noticed a note on the remote.

I assume you're home now from work if you're reading this. I got a call and had to fill in, but I will be back soon to go to the park.
Xo, Reese!

I turn on the telly, flipping through the channels twice, before stopping at a show where I saw a very familiar face. The door swung open and Reese walked in, about to say something when I held out my hand as if telling her to be silent.

"Look," I say, nodding my head to the television mounted on the wall.

"You all love him and adore him, the famous singer, songwriter with ginger hair, Ed Sheeran!" We heard the interviewer on the live interview say. I blink back tears, thinking of the text earlier that he didn't respond to.

After a few questions about his tour and the album; new songs on it, his favorite, how he came up with the lyrics, the middle aged interviewer asked one question I didn't want to know the answer of. I inhale a sharp breath and close my eyes for a second, trying to prepare myself.