Ed Sheeran Imagines ♥

Argument

"Just drop it, Alice," Ed said, annoyance in his voice.

I shook my head. "No, I will not just drop it. You promised me and then you lied."

A while ago, Ed had promised me to stop smoking, because I didn't want him to ruin his health and his voice. But I just caughed him with his cigarettes on the terrace and I was more than upset. He apologized but I wouldn't let him get off this easy. He knew exactly how I felt about him lying to me.

"Come on, I said sorry. What else do you want?"

I crossed my arms."I want an explanation for why you broke your promise, Ed," I demanded. He rolled his blue eyes at me and started walking around the living room.

"Must you always be so dramatic? I haven't had one in so long and it was just one damn cigarette. Stop acting like it's the end of the world."

"Well, for me it actually is the end of the world, because I don't want you to get cancer or some stupid shit. I care for you more than for anyone else in the world, but it seems like you don't care about your health and your voice at all!" I tried not to yell, but this whole thing was frustrating me so much. He stood in the doorway with crossed arms, looking at me.

"So, is this just about my voice? Are you worried that one day I won't be able to sing and make money with my stupid little songs anymore. Don't worry, Darling, I'll be fine," he said sourly. I couldn't believe what I've just heard. I was staring at him in shock.

"What the hell, Ed. Is that really what you think?" I asked with a shaky voice. He just shrugged his shoulders.

"You never know, right?" I stood up from the sofa, with my hands clenched into fists and I felt tears welling up. But I refused to cry now.

"Listen, I don't care about your stupid money or fame. I'm not like this and if you don't get it, it's not my fault!" I yelled. He looked unimpressed and just turned around. I followed him into the hallway, where he slipped on his shoes and grabbed his jacket.

"Hey, what do you think you're doing?"

"I'm going out. You're getting on my nerves with all your damn nagging. I'm 25 years old, don't you think I can make my own decisions? I don't need you to make them for me," he said, opening the door.

"Fun-fucking-tastic, Sheeran. You once again proved that you can't face your problems like an adult and dis - "

"Just stop talking already! You make it even worse!" he shouted, making me flinch.

"Do you think running away will solve anything? I don't want to spend the rest of my life with someone who can't grow up and hold an adult conversation for some minutes!" I yelled angry. He was halfway out the door, when he turned around to look at me one more time.

"Fine, then maybe you shouldn't." With that he pulled off his engagememt ring and threw it down on the floor, where it landed in front of me. And before I could react he walked out, slamming the door behind him and leaving me alone.
I slowly sank to the floor and reached for the ring. I wrapped my fingers around it and pressed it against my chest. A sob escaped my lips and tears eventually started rolling down my cheeks. My heart hurt so much and it was all my fault. He was right, I didn't have the right to tell him what's good or bad for him. But it was too late now. We've messed up already.

After wiping my tears away, I got up from the floor. I dragged myself back to the living room, where I planned to sleep on the sofa. I've already had my nightgown on, so I just grabbed a blanket and wrapped it around my body. I was wide awake, playing with Ed's engagement ring, before slipping it on my the fourth finger of my other hand. I wanted to take back what I've said about not wanting to spend the rest of my life with him. Because that was all I ever wanted and needed.

I glanced at the clock. It was almost midnight and there was still no sign of Ed being back.
Another hour had passed when I heard the door being opened, followed by Ed's soft voice.

"Honey, are you here?" He didn't sound drunk, so I decided to respond.

"On the sofa." He switched on the lights and I slowly sat up to look at him. To my surprise he was completely sober.

"I thought you were going to the pub and get wasted," I said quietly. He walked over to me and sat down beside me.

"Well, I wanted to, but I took a long walk instead, to get my head free."

"Okay."

There was silence for a few minutes before he started to talk.

"Alice." He took my hand in his. "I don't know where to start apologizing. I'm so so sorry for what happened." he said softly.

I shook my head. "No, it was me who acted like a nasty bitch."

"Shh, please don't say that. You were just caring about me and I acted like a jerk. I didn't mean any of what I said. I know that you're not like that. Please forgive me, Love." He was waiting for an answer. I didn't say anything but  just wrapped my arms around his neck and pulled him close. He also brought his arms around my back and placed a kiss on top of my head.

"I love you so much Ed. I don't want to lose you," I whispered.

"It's all good. We're okay now," he soothed me.
After a little while I pulled away and took his ring off.

"Here." I grabbed his hand and slipped it back on his finger, where it belonged to. He smiled sadly and stroke my cheek.

"Sorry for that, too. Do you still want to marry me?" I brought his hand to my lips and pressed a kiss to the back of it.

"The answer will always be 'yes', Teddy," I promised. He took my face between his hands and pulled me close for a proper kiss.

I hope you all had an edmazing Christmas and got everything you wished for! ♥