Messy Love (Ed Sheeran)

BitterSweet

I waited a minute, and the audience quieted a little.

"Um, I just wanted to make sure that Barbara here would be okay with me helping her out on the song tonight" Ed's awkward tone made me look up, and the crowd watched..

For fucking sake's, all of America was watching.  How in the world was I suppose to say no.

I forced a laugh and nodded.

"Well, how can I sing it without you, this is our song," I said softly, and I suddenly regretted how that came out.. Ed's smile was bright, and I looked down, hating myself.

The crowd's roar was ridiculous, and suddenly, a voice in my ear piece said for me to begin.

The audience silenced.

For once in my life, and probably the only time in my life, I hated America for choosing that. Those little boogers probably did it on purpose, too. No doubt.

I pressed the keys, letting the sound calm me down as I cleared my throat and waited for Ed to start.

"Sometimes it hurts,

When I see her there lying alone."

His voice uncaging the butterflies in my stomach.

"Sometimes it hurts,

To see him there and have to let go."

I sang softly, the sudden lyrics hitting home harder than they should.

"Sometimes it hurts,

That I can't hold her hand anymore."

His voice changed, and suddenly, you could tell he was singing from the heart. Here goes our harmonized verse.

"Yeah, sometimes it hurts.

And I just can't believe

That we gave up so easily...."

I furrowed my eyebrows,  taking a quick glance at Ed who was looking straight at me. And as badly as I wanted to look away, I couldn't pull myself to lose the sight of his blue eyes.

And he shook his head at the last verse, his frown getting to me.

It was true, we gave up so easily..

As we went through the song, I suddenly forgot about the audience,  and was just reminiscing the first day I met Ed.. and how it was such a fucking coincidence that this song would relate to us now.

I sighed, pressing the last chord of the verse, and had totally forgotten that I was still staring straight at Ed. He was doing the same.

The crowd roared again, and I finally ripped myself from his gaze to look at the crowd, a standing ovation. I couldn't help but smile at the sight.

I walked to Ed Sheeran, giving him a hug. I looked up at him, as he wrapped his hand around my body.

"Thanks for dueting wi-"

Before I could say anymore, Ed slipped his lips onto mine and, as cliché as it sounds, never have a felt a spark like this before.

This was a kiss..

This was a kiss I was looking for.

My heart thumped against my chest as the crowd sent a deafening sound of cheers and yells.

I pulled away, feeling my face flushing red.

"Barbara, I love you too much already to give up trying," he whispered, his cheeks reddening, his aqua eyes showing so much affection.

I felt like crying from how happy I was to finally here that from him.

He gave me this smile, before looking at the crowd that kept yelling, and he let out a small chuckle.

He tugged my waist, and we headed offstage,  my mind in complete content. He pulled away, and I looked at him, he smirked and grabbed my hand, entangling our fingers together before he pecked me again.. Just like a couple..

Wait..

shit..

Didn't he say he already had a girlfriend?