Ed Sheeran Imagines ♥

Jealousy

Five weeks, it has been five awfully long weeks without Ed. He's been touring through Europe since the beginning of the month and I couldn't remember a time I'd missed him more. Usually I'd always come on tour with him but this time, I had to stay here in England because of work. We've never been seperated for such a long period of time and all I wanted was to have him in my arms again.

However, this morning he has called me, telling me that he would come home before his next show in Sweden. It would only be for two days, but still, two days were better than not seeing him at all.
I've planned on surprising him with a homecooked dinner for the two of us, since food has never failed to make Ed happy.

I've already prepared the food and set the table, the only thing missing now was Ed.
I was busy lighting a few candles when my phone started to ring. I quickly pulled it out off my pocket and smiled when I saw it was Ed who was calling.

"Hey, Teddy. Where are you? You'll be here soon, right?" I immediately asked, unable to hide the excitement in my voice.

"Unimpatient as always, Layla. Some things never change," he laughed.

I pulled out a chair and sat down at the kitchen table. "Sorry," I sighed, "I just miss you a lot, you know? I can't wait to have you back for two full days."

"I miss you, too, Honey. But I have to tell you something and you probably won't like it." The nervousness in his voice wiped the smile off my face, making me feel nervous, too.

"W...what is it? Did anything bad happen?" I asked worriedly.

"No, no! It's just that...about the two days off..."

"Yeah?"

"I know I said I'd come home to spend them with you but, well, the guys texted me and invited me to the pub and-"

"And you said yes," I interrupted him, praying he'd tell me the opposite.

He hesitated a bit before answering. "I could hardly say no. I mean, I haven't seen them in so long. I didn't want to disappoint them."

"So you decided tp disappoint me instead?" I frowned against the phone.

"Please don't be upset," he sighed.

"Ed, tell me one good reason why I shouldn't be upset."

"But Layla, I promise you to come home tomorrow and then we can do whatever you want, alright?" he tried to soothe me.

"Stop promising me things that will never happen!" I snapped, clutching the fabric of my shirt between my hands. "I'll tell you what's going to happen: You'll get wasted today and then you'll spend the whole day in bed tomorrow, to get rid of your fucking hangover."

"That's not true!" he protested. "They're my friends, I miss them, too."

Of course I knew how important Ed's friends were to him and usually I wouldn't mind him getting drunk with them once in a while. The thing that bothered me was that he agreed to go with them after having promised to spend his free days with me.

"So you say, you're rather going to spend your days off with your friends, getting drunk, than with your girlfriend you haven't seen in more than one month?" I was getting more and more upset.

"Are you jealous of them?"

I didn't want to admit it, but he was right. "You know what? Yes, I'm fucking jealous of your fucking friends and that they get to see you more often than I do!"

He let a frustrated huff. "It's not always about you, you know. My friends are important, too, and I haven't learned how to split myself in two yet."

"Seems like you also haven't learnt how to hold a promise yet," I answered bitterly.

"For fuck's sake, Layla! Stop acting like a child! I'm staying with my friends today and that's it. Got it?"

None of us said anything for a while. I was angry and upset but especially sad and disappointed. All I wanted was to see him. Was that really too much to ask for?

Eventually, I decided to break the silence.
"You know what? Don't come home tomorrow, I don't even want to see you anymore. I can't believe I've just spent almost three hours cooking dinner for you. Greet your friends for me." I didn't let him any time to answer but just ended the call and turned off my phone.

Paralyzed, I stared at the table and the food, that was cold by now. I didn't know how much time had passed when I decided to get up and clean the table. I didn't even notice the tears that were rolling down my cheeks as I threw away the food I've made for him. I knew that I had no right to tell him what to do. If he wanted to spend time with others than me, I had to accept it. But I simply couldn't.
I've always been very clingy, always been scared of loosing people. I knew it was bad but I didn't want to share Ed with anyone.

I blew out all the candles in the kitchen and then headed to living room where I've prepared everything for a movie night. I pushed the pillows aside before I slumped down onto the sofa, curling up in a ball. If I wasn‘t so stupid he'd be here tomorrow. But I told him I didn't want to see him, which was the biggest lie ever. I needed him more than the stupid air in my lungs and now we would be seperated for another four weeks.
I'd call him tomorrow, I thought. It was too late now, and I was too tired.
I closed my eyes and tried to think about something other than Ed. Eventually, I fell asleep.

When I woke up again, I noticed the blanket around my shoulders, that wasn't there before. I carefully sat up, rubbing the sleep out of my tired eyes. Confused, I scanned the room, almost getting a heart attack when my eyes fell on the person, sitting in the love chair next to the sofa. I breathed in relief when I noticed the familiar orange hair and glasses. It was Ed and he was fast asleep.
Wondering why the hell he was here, I got up and slowly approached his sleeping figure.

Hesitantly, I reached out my arm and used my finger to poke his shoulder once. "Ed?" I whispered. He didn't show a reaction so I put a hand on his shoulder, lightly shaking him. "Ed, wake up."

He groaned and a frown appeared on his face before he opened his ocean blue eyes.

"What...what are you doing here?"

"Keeping my word," he answered with a smile, voice a bit raspy from sleep.

I didn't say anything else but just threw my arms around his neck, hiding my head in the crook of his neck. His arms went around my body, pulling me onto his lap, where he let me soak his shirt with my tears.

"Oh Layla, don't cry, baby. It's okay," he mumbled.

"I'm sorry, Teddy. Please don't be mad," I sobbed.

"Hey, can you look at me? I haven't seen your pretty face in so long," he said gently.

Slowly, I lifted my head but avoided direct eye contact. I felt his fingers under my chin, lifting it up and forcing me to look at him.

"I'm not mad at all. You should be mad at me for acting like an asshole."

I shook my head. "It's okay, Ed. I know how important your friends are to you. I was just overreacting."

"You're the most important thing in my life and I promised to come home. I'm sure the guys don't mind me not joining them."

"Are you sure?" I asked, feeling unsure.

He smiled and nodded. "Yep, I want to spend as much time as possible with you before I go back on tour. Can you forgive me for being a jerk earlier?"

"Only if you forgive me for being one, too."

As an answer he pulled me closer and
captured my lips with his soft one, caressing the skin on my cheeks with his thumbs. I wrapped my arms around his neck again and smiled into the kiss.

"I love you Layla. Never forget that," Ed told me after pulling away.
Smiling, I brushed my nose against his. "I love you, too. I'm so happy, you're finally home, Teddy."

This one is for anaughtysheerio aka Layla! You should all read her stuff because it's awesome and I LOVE HER! I HOPE YOU LIKE IT, GIRL ♥