He Saved Me (Ed Sheeran Fanfic)

Goodbye?

I awoke to the glorious sound of him singing. He was playing his guitar softly and as he quietly sang the words, I almost fell right back to sleep. His voice was so soothing and warm… But I instead sat up and started to listen.

“Your hair is blonde, your eyes are blue…” he started to sing, but stopped when he saw I was awake.

“I didn’t wake you did I?” he asked concerned.

I smiled sleepily.  “No you didn’t. Watcha playin?” I asked with a smile.

Ed looked away quickly. “Oh nothing, just something I was playing around with. Want some tea?” he quickly changed the subject.

I nodded, and as he made the tea, I could hardly control the huge grin on my face. I had blonde hair and blue eyes… Was the song about me?

My thoughts were interrupted by Ed handing me a cup of familiar English Breakfast tea. I took a big sip nervously and I winced.

Shit, that was really hot. Pretty sure I burnt my tongue.

“Sooooo…. How long do we have?” I asked in reference to when my flight back to San Diego went.

Ed sighed. “We have 3 hours… Do you wanna get some breakfast or something?”

I felt a sudden twinge of extreme sadness. I was leaving soon… Leaving this glorious London life for my boring work based one… Going from Big Ben to a cubicle… How fun.

Ed suddenly took my cup of tea from my hands, placed it on the counter, grabbed my waist and kissed me hard.

“I don’t want you to leave”, he said with a pout.

I felt tears start to form in my eyes. “I don’t wanna leave either…”

I loved him so much… How can I just walk away from that?

I kissed him back softly and then rested my head against his warm chest.

“Can we just cuddle for a while?” I asked.

Ed smiled. “Of course love.”

“Love”… That word killed me every time…

We made our way into his bedroom, and I laid down on my back and smiled up at him.

Ed grinned. “Whatcha smiling at?” he asked playfully.

“Just you…” I replied, still smiling to hide the fact that I was crying on the inside… I really wanted to stay, but I knew I had to go back to my job and my normal, boring life in San Diego. It was the right thing to do…

Or was it a big mistake? I could live with Ed in London and just get a job at a local coffee shop or something...

I shook my head to rid my pointless fantasies. Even though Ed had said he loved me and we had gone through a lot together, I still felt like this was going to end. And if I gave up my life in America for this and we broke up, I would have nowhere to go… No job, no house. Might as well enjoy the time you’ve got left Kayla, I told myself.

I looked at Ed once more, and he was laying on his side with an inquisitive look on his face.

“What’s the matter love?” he asked concerned.

I forced a smile. “Nothing babe”

Ed looked at me unconvinced but leaned down and kissed me nevertheless. When we broke apart, he gave me a huge grin.

I laughed. “Whatcha smiling at?”

Ed kissed my forehead. “You… I keep asking myself how I got so lucky… I’m really gonna miss you”, he said solemnly.

I held back the tears that were forming under my eyelids.

“I’m really gonna miss you too Ed…”

We sat there in silence for a minute and then I rested my head against his chest… Listening to his heartbeat, feeling his chest expand when he breathed.

How do I just walk away from this? How do I forget what we had? I knew that if I went back, this long distance relationship wouldn’t last. They never do. He’s a musician and you’re an intern at a law firm, I told myself. You’re in two completely different worlds.

Just get on the plane and never look back.

I finally had gained the courage to do the right thing. I looked at my watch. It was noon. Time to go.

Ed helped me carry my bags to the car, and we were off to the airport.

The city surrounded me once more… Gosh, it was so beautiful…

Keep your eye on what’s important…

I shook my head and looked down at my phone nervously, to try and occupy myself.

Ed put his arm around me and stroked my arm. “Is everything okay?”

I sat still, and used all of my restraint to not hold his hand that was placed on my thigh.

“Yeah everything’s great”, I lied, trying to not let him see my tear filled eyes.

When we got to the airport, I could see the paparazzi already lined up by the curb to get our picture. I took a deep breath, grabbed my purse, put on my too-big sunglasses, and got out of the car.

Snap. Flash.

They were everywhere.

“Hey Ed, are you and your girlfriend going somewhere?” one of them shouted.

“What a nice fashion sense you’ve got”, one lady yelled snidely at me.

I looked down at my baggy yoga pants, sweater, and messy hair.

 She did have a point I guess…

We made it passed the check in area and I could see the security area approaching…

Try and make this goodbye as quick as possible. Less feelings that way…

Ed suddenly grabbed my hand and pulled me in for a passionate kiss. Every time we had kissed before this was building up to this moment… It was intense and powerful, but also so tender and loving.

I loved him so much.

When we broke away, I was flushed and unsure, so I quickly walked away.

Keep your eye on what's right, I told myself once more. 

Ed was left behind, shocked and hurt.

“No goodbye? That’s it?” he yelled at me.

I turned around and saw his upset expression.

“I have my life, and you have yours Ed… Let’s just move on”, I said shakily and walked away.

I stayed turned away, tears spilling from my face and made my way through the security checkpoint. And didn’t look back.