It's Never Just Goodbye // Ed Sheeran

Thank God For Skype

Ed

You're the only friend I need. Sharing beds like little kids. We'll laugh until our ribs get tough, but that will never be enough - Lorde

"Damn it." I curse, hitting my computer lightly thinking that would somehow fix all the problems I was facing. I couldn't sleep, but that wasn't the point. The point was, was it's five in the morning and I haven't even slept a wink. Instead I've been trying my hardest to get this bloody web cam working. 

It was the worst week of being back on the RED tour and I literally dread every second of it. Not because I hate performing, that's not it. I just- I don't know how to explain it. I love Taylor with all my eart like a sister and the crew on board with this tour are absolutely fabulous. But...but...I don't know. I feel like I'm missing something back home. 

It had been three days since I heard Alice's voice. Ten days since I've actually seen her in person and got to kiss her swiftly goodbye. I wanted to video chat for maybe two hours and hit the bed by midnight.  Now it's the next morning and the blasted this isn't cooperating. 

I bet Alice is enjoying my struggle, too. I had her on the phone for about three hours- which I know is enough and I probably should have given up and went to bed- yet I had to see her. Whether it was on a screen or not. I went almost seven months without speaking one word to her and now that I took her back, I never want to let her go. 

It seemed like after forever I saw a fuzzy picture on the computer screen. I jumped off the bed and screamed with joy, quickly quieting before any complaints were put into the hotel because of me. I grab a beer from the tiny  fridge from the corner of the room and fell back onto the mattress. Pressing the button to call Alice over the internet, I smile cheekily. 

"Finally!" she yells, throwing her head back laughing. The tired look in her eyes made me even more exhausted, but I ignored the feeling. Following in her footsteps and throwing my own hands up. 

Shouting happily, "I know!" 

"I miss you." I say. 

"I know, Ed, I know." 

"You do?" I raise my eyebrows playfully. 

"You only told me seven-hundred-and-seventy-seven times when we were on the phone together. No biggy or anything." she jokes, her eyes lighting up. "I miss you, too." 

I tip back my bottle and chug the rest of my cold drink. Making a shiver run across my skin and a sleepy smile fill across my face. Alice bites her nail and I think back to the time where I saw her for the first time again. Just standing there, spotting her at the dinner in the resort, wondering if she still bit her nails. She does and I adore it. 

"What are you drinking." 

I lie easily, "Cola." 

"Liar!" she laughs. Tired little laughs that we both share deeply and I can't help but crack up. It's from the booze and her face. 

"Fine, fine, fine. It's a beer. I had a few when I was trying to figure this shit out," I gesture to the laptop that's laying in front of me. "Can't blame me." 

 "Ed," she whines. "you know how much I want one of those. Why must you taunt me!"

 "I'm sorry. I just wanted a few. I'm done." I say, taking one last sip before setting it on the floor next to me. I stretch my limbs once more, letting out a much needed moan. I was getting tired and my muscles ached strongly from sitting in the same position for hours on end. 

"Did you sleep yet?" I ask. 

"No, why?" 

"Do you have insomnia?"