Ed Sheeran Imagines ♥

Pregnancy sucks

"When will you be back then, Ed?" I asked frustrated, running my hand through my hair.

Ed has been in the studio all day  because Stu had called him in earlier today for some business stuff. At first he didn't want to leave me alone but after I told him that I was just pregnant and not ill, he left. And now I regretted convincing him to go.
I didn't know when exactly the baby had started the kicking but I knew that she hasn't stopped since then. It wasn't really a big deal at first because kicking has become normal. But today it seemed to get worse by every minute that passed. So I decided to call Ed, although I knew he couldn't really do anything about the baby pain.

"I don't know, Honey. Uhm later?" he answered through the phone. I rolled my eyes, my impatience starting to grow.

"Great, this is just great. You don't even know when you'll be back!" I snapped.

"Baby, but you - "

"No," I cut him off. "You told me it'd be a short meeting, but you've been gone for already 5 hours! I just want to get some sleep 'cause I'm fucking tired but the damn baby won't stop kicking and it's all your fault! Why'd you even got me pregnant?!" I almost yelled, gripping the sheets between my fists.

"Alice, what - ?" But again, I didn't let him finish his sentence.

"You know what? Forget it! Enjoy your time with Stu. See you later. Or not," I hissed and with that I ended the call. I was breathing heavily and angrily threw the phone across the bed. I needed a moment to get myself together but once I've calmed down, I immediately regretted everything that I've just said. I closed my eyes and cursed under my breath. It of course wasn't Ed's fault that I was in pain. And I was the one who told him he could go. But I still blamed it all on him. He must be so confused now. Or pissed. Or both. Stupid pregnancy hormones!

I let myself fall back into the big pillows and placed a hand on my lightly swollen belly, where little Sheeran still didn't think of stopping his evil actions. "Come on baby, Mummy needs to sleep. And you too," I whispered while rubbing the small bump. "Please," I pleaded as I felt my eyes tearing up. I didn't wipe them away when I felt them running down my cheeks. Ed was probably mad with me and my unborn daughter seemed to also be against me.

I don't know how much time had passed, when I suddenly heard the front door being opened. As I realized it must've been Ed who came back, I quickly sat up in bed. I could hear him rushing up the stairs and the next moment, he barged into the bedroom. He was out of breath and his hair was a total mess. "Ed," I croaked out and before I could stop it, I started crying all over again.

"Love," he hurried to my side and took one of my hands in his. "Hey, come one, look at me, Honey," he said, wiping a few tears away with his thumb.

"I...I'm sorry. It's j...just that the baby is kicking s...so hard and I'm exhausted and I was being rude and bitchy and I'm sorry!" I sobbed, throwing my arms around his neck. He pulled me a bit closer.

"Shhh, it's all good, you don't have to apologize. I shouldn't have left you alone," he tried to comfort me, while gently rubbing my back. He held me for a few more minutes before pulling back. He smiled lightly, wiping the rest of my tears away. "No more tears, okay? I'm here now. Do you want me to try and help you ease the pain?"

I nodded slowly as an answer.

"Alright, come on then, Darling. Let's go lie down," he smiled. Ed helped me to get comfortable and then lowered his head a bit to place a small kiss on my belly.

"Hey, Peanut, it's Daddy. Everything alright there inside? Listen, Mummy is really really tired from carrying you around all day and she really really needs to sleep. Do you think you could let her rest a bit?" he cooed, while rubbing my stomach with one hand. He looked up at me with raised eyebrows.

"It's working. Keep going, please," I sighed. His face
brightened up and he continued rubbing with two hands now. I could feel my muscles relax as the pain slowly started to fade.
After a little while, I streched my arms out for him. "Come here."

He lay down beside me and carefully pulled me to his warm chest. "Sorry for yelling at you. I didn't mean what I said. I'm very happy that we're going to have a baby. I love you, Teddy," I apologized and placed my hand over his, which lay flat on my stomach. Ed rested his chin on top of my head.

"It's okay. Everything's okay now. I love you more, Darling."