Heliophilia (sweeran adapted)

Chapter 23

Chapter 23:

I dragged my heavy feet home after a day of work I’d rather not relive and plopped down on the sofa, curling into a ball and trying to sort through the thoughts clouding my mind. Sam walks in but I don’t move, too incased in my own mind to notice him. He sat down beside me and took my feet onto his lap, taking off my shoes and starts to rub my feet. 
“Ed called me” he says softly but I don’t react. 
“Don’t blame him kiddo” he says softly and I sigh. 
“I don’t…I’m just confused” I mumble and sit up a little. 
“Have you ever had like, a moment with Nina? And it’s just so perfect even if it’s at the back of a dingy bar or a darken cinema or in bed at 4am and you’re both drunk. And you can feel it in your chest that it’s special, and you just want to sob and squeal but also just stay still so you don’t hurt the delicacy?” I ask slowly and after I finish he nods. 
“I have actually, best moments of my life” he says with a smile and I see him get lost in his thoughts. 
“I had one with a boy who wasn’t my boyfriend” I whispered and he looked at me with surprise. 
“Good” he laughs out and I sigh. 
“Sam! I need you right now; my best friend, not biased-Caption-of Eds-fanclub-Sam” I ask pleadingly and I see seriousness flood his body. 
“He asked me to move in with him” I say finally and he smiles. 
“Well that’s brilliant! He’s only across the hall so I can visit wheneve-” 
“Jake asked me to move in with him” I interrupt and his mouth flies open. 
“NO” he yells angrily and I flinch. 
“NO NO NO NO. Do you hear me? He’s just-no” he finished his rant and I run a hand through my hair. 
“I said yeah” I say just above a whisper.

He shoots me a look of disgust and stands up abruptly, pushing my legs off his lap. 
“Done with your bullshit Taylor” he says harshly and makes his way to the bedroom. 
“Grow the fuck up and stop leading the poor dude on” he spits and slams the door behind him causing me to whimper.
I sit up completely and run a hand through my hair, not knowing what I was going to do next. Everything was a mess, but I didn’t want to sort it out right now, I couldn’t.

I checked the time and noticed I only had a few minutes before Ed expected me. I got up and went to the bathroom, cleaning my face and redoing my make up before fixing my hair as best as I could and sighed. 
I walked out of the bathroom and stood outside the bedroom door, not knowing if I should go in or not. 
“Sam I’m going to Eds” I say softly but I don’t get a response. 
“Love you” I try but I’m met with silence and I sigh. 
I walk out of the apartment, closing the door behind me and walking over to Eds and knocking on the door. 
“Hey” he says happily as the door swings open, his hair as always messy and sweatpants on and the bruises he received earlier more prominently showing on his face. 
“Oh my god, Ed your face” I say and step in closer to him as he scrunches up his face cutely. 
“I’m okay now, seriously. It just looks worse than it is” he says softly and I sigh. 
“I’m sorry” I whisper and he smiles at me. 
“I’d do it a million times over” he whispers back happily and I melt as his innocent eyes beam with truth, but a wave of guilt flashes over me knowing that I’ll have to tell him news that will break his heart tonight.
He grabs my hand and leads me into the apartment that’s been stripped bare with stuff apart from a torn up couch, a dingy little table and two chairs which were adorn with candles and a table cloth. I look around to find a few boxes holding what looked like his every possession and confusion etched my face. I almost let the questions swirling my brain slip from my lips but I stop myself knowing the answer will probably be something I’m not ready for. I want to have one last night of just Ed and me, without the bite of reality scaring us. 
“Eh…Taylor?” he asks hesitantly from the kitchen and I make my way into see him looking sheepishly at me. 
“I’m out of gas for the cooker” he says embarrassed and I let out a giggle before wrapping my arms around his waist loosely. 
“Chinese or pizza?” I ask and his whole face lights up.
“Hmm, you pick” he says happily as he twirls a strand of my hair that’s fallen out of my ponytail.