Don't Let Me Go.

Parties And Publicity.

CIEARA'S P.O.V.

Me and Harry got out the car, closing the door behind us. I stood up straight, with my shoulders pushed back. I ran my hands over the bottom half of my dress, smoothing it out.

"Haha nervous much?" Harry laughed looking me up and down.

"What? Who me? Pfff no. I'm just... well you know.... Yea I'm nervous." I gulped,

"Aw how cute. My baby dolls nervous." He linked his hand with mine, bringing it up to his lips, placing a gentle kiss on it.

"Let's get in there. Shall we? Unless you don't want to go. I'm completely fine with either or." He said.

"Lets go." The words trembled off of my lips.

"After you my lady." He bent his knee awkwardly.

I walked up a bit, as he trailed near me re linking our hands.

My heart began to pound as I felt that we were near. All I could hear was the blood rush to my ears.

We came up onto a big black pavement that looked sparkly in the moonlight. I kept my head down til Harry came to a stop.

I lifted my head, to find a huge house. No. House is an understatement. Correction, mansion.

It was all black brick, with a huge an expectation of the white door that open.

My heart steadied as I felt Harry's voice tremors, and the music?

I snapped out of it.

"Huh?" I asked. This time making sure I could hear him.

"I said are you ready." He said.

"Yea. Lets go!" I smiled.

We entered the house. Ed's house.  This is Ed's house! People were everywhere! Some type of music was playing, I wasn't quite sure. But it sounds so familiar.

I let go of Harrys hand, and turned around to see the view, but not straying to far.

Everything was black and red. To the walls, furniture and paintings.

His house looked nice. It wasn't nothing fancy but it was nice.

Props to Sheerean.

"Potter!"

I turned around to see who had shouted with such great excitement.

Oh my god.

"Weasley!" Harry shouted back, giving the most famous ginger a full on hug.

"Hey,hey! Harry you made it!" Ed was smiling from ear to ear.

I eyed the two happy boys.

"Of course! But correction. We made it." Harry grabs onto my waist gently pulling me into his embrace.

He looks down and smiles at me, nodding his head towards Ed.

I looked at Ed, and smiled.

He was wearing dark blue jeans and a a light blue button down shirt with black dress shoes. His hair was ruffled.

"Why ello! You must be Cieara!" Ed said taking my hand a giving it a peck.

Woah... Ed Sheeran just kissed my hand!

"Hi. Your. Well I know who you are. Your Ed Sheeran!" I screeched a bit towards the end.

"Haha so are you a fan?" He chuckled to himself and looked to Harry.