Chapter 6

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I am suffering from  PTD. Post Tour Depression. I miss being on tour, performing to thousands of fans. My solution for PTD: Put on the live Red tour CD and sing along.

The ding from the oven goes off. The pumpkin bread is done! I place it on a wire rack, and let it cool. The door bell rings 10 times. It's Ed. We came up with that. I fling the door open.

"Ed!" I say as I hug him. "I haven't seen you since the tour ended."

"Yeah." He mummbles "I miss the tour."

"Me too." I respond. "Thanks again for coming on this crazy tour adventure."

"No problem." He replies. "Thank you for letting me come along"

We spend the next few hours watching TV and eating pumpkin bread. Ed chose a movie, and it was the wrong choice. Marley and Me. I went into the basement to get a few boxes of tissues.

By time Marley had to be put down, I was sobbing. I think I saw Ed tearing up a bit. I lean on his shoulder, and he puts his arm around me. To comfort me. I think...

"Why did you choose that movie?" I ask, wiping away tears.

"It seemed like a cute movie." He says. "It has a dog on the cover so I thought it would be cute."

"There's a difference between cute, and sad." I say sarcasticly

"There's no difference between Swifties and Sheerios." Ed replies

"What are you talking about?" I ask

"Both of them have written countless stories about us. Together." He responds.

I lean in, his soft lips on mine. My arms are around his shoulders. His arms are around my waist. He breaks away.

"I've been loving you for quite some time." He sings. "Will you be my girlfriend?"

I can feel myself blushing.

"Ed, yes!" I respond, pulling him into a kiss.

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