Plus - Ed Sheeran

Little Things

Emily was shaking on her bed. She looked down at her phone and dialed a number. "H-Hello..." A groggy voice said. She let off a jagged breath of relief. 

"Oh, thank god." She said. 

"Ed, I am so glad you answered." She said in a worried voice.

"Is everything OK?" Ed asked her. She shook her head. 

"No. I'm not OK." She said. He paused. 

"Come over to my home and talk about it with me. OK?" He asked. She nodded. 

"Alright. I-I will." She said with tears in her eyes.

"I'm so scared." She said as she rocked.

 "Don't be." He replied sweetly. 

"I am so grateful you answered." She said rocking, tears in her eyes. 

"Of course. Anything for you." He said smiling. She smiled lightly.

She hung and silently put on jeans, a sweatshirt, her grey and worn-out converse. She got in her car and put the keys in. She put her head on the wheel and almost sobbed. She had left a note for Steven, saying that she had to stay with Ed. 

She drove to his house and knocked on his door. He answered and she wrapped her arms around him, hugging him before he could say anything at all. "Thankyouthankyouthankyou!" She said with tears in her eyes as she hugged him tightly. 

"Um... yeah. O-Of course. I would do anything for you." He said closing his door, her arms still wrapped around him. 

"You can use my bed. I'll stay on the couch." He said to her as she let go of him. 

"Stay with me, please." She begged. He nodded. 

"Alright." He replied nodding. "You can change into your pajamas while I get the bed made." He said walking away. She nodded quietly, though Ed could tell.

After a short while, Emily laid in bed. "You sure you want me there?" He asked. She nodded. 

"Positive." She replied. 

"Lights on or off?" He asked. 

"On." She said quickly. He lightly smiled.

 "I made you tea. I know that you can't go to bed without it." He said handing her a cup of it." 

"Thanks." She replied. He smiled and nodded.

"Anytime." He saying laying next to her.

"Why were you scared?" He asked her. She looked at him. 

"I could see the look on his face. I got horrified. He looks like a beefcake, and personal, that horrifies me." She said. He stared at her. "I got scared. He fell down wasted on the bed. I could tell he had been doing drugs earlier. I don't want to know what he was doing, but I do." She said sadly. 

"What was it?" He asked. 

"He was doing both Meth and Steriods." She said in a scared voice.

"Are you alright?" He asked her. She nodded. 

"I am now." She replied while looking at him and his messy hair. She put her head down and heard Ed's head touch the pillow. 

"Can you put your arm around me? I feel protected that way." She asked. He smiled faintly, Emily not knowing. 

"Yeah, of course." He replied. 

"You've said that a lot today. I feel bad." She spoke. Ed shrugged.