Ed Sheeran Imagines (Completed)

Where We Land

#12

Where We Land

He plays his guitar and sings sitting on the tree

log in front of me

and butterflies flutter in my stomach. There are

some unseen colours

in every note of his song, which makes me feel

like I am alone with

him here.

Four of us, I, Ed, Kiara and Raymond had

decided to go camping in the

woods for some time after Ed's tour was over. I

still feel like it was

only yesterday I had seen him playing at a small

restaurant and felt

like his talent deserves to be known by the world.

I had told him so

after the performance to which he thanked me

shyly and we became

friends.

Today he has become so big that I have starting

to feel like he'll

never be mine. Apart from being his fan, and

friend, I also wish we

were more than just friends. Who wouldn't? I

mean, the way he would

sing, play, talk shyly sometimes, tease you like a

kid sometimes and

stare at you awkwardly at times ...

Some strange kind of feeling run through my

stomach when he looks

across me. We are sitting comfortably around a

dimming bonfire in the

crispy night air and I have the complete freedom

of watching him as

everyone is doing so. But then in between his eyes

opens and I try

awkwardly to take my dreamy gaze off him,

looking stupid. He just

smiles at that and more strange feelings in

stomach. Ugh!

After some time when the song is over, Kiara and

Raymond bid us a good

night and go to their tent. Also they are together

so they also have

the same tent while I and Ed have separate

tents.

Aaaaand he is staring at me! I feel self-

conscious so I just smile at

him and look away. He too just smiles and looks

away. He was biting

his lower lip thoughtfully.

I stand up to go to my tent.

"It was beautiful," I keep smiling, awkwardly

standing there aware of

his gaze, "Good night."

"Sweet dreams, Y/N," he smiles, bending his head

slightly and making

my heart race. I want to stay there, with him,

but I have to go. I

can't help it.

Thinking of him, I enter my tent

absentmindedly. I sit on the cozy and

fluffy mattress and take out my phone. I want

to feel his warm breath

here. Sigh.

I take my jacket off and slide inside the warm

blanket as I watch his

picture on the phone.

After about what seemed like a couple of

minutes, I suddenly hear a

voice from beside me that freaks me out.

"You don't need to do that anymore."

I jump on seeing Ed lying there. Oh my.

"Ed! What the - '' I try to calm myself down.

"What are you doing here?"

"Y/N, what are you doing here. It's my tent."

"Oh," I gasp, looking around. "Sorry."

"Nah, it's completely fine. You are always

welcome." He pauses, "but

you should stop that."

"What?"

"That," he points to my phone which is displaying

his picture. His

picture. His picture!!!

"Oh shit." I mumble. Did he see me adoring his

picture?

Nobody on this whole planet could have a face

redder than mine right now.

I look back at him and he was smirking.

"I - I ..." I think of some excuse but I was at a

total lost.

His finger hushes my lips. "Why would you need

the virtual Ed when you

have the real one right in front of you," he says

grabbing the phone

and putting it away.

"Ed - ''

"Shh..." he hushes me and his finger lightly

caresses my cheek.

I close my eyes and I can feel his eyes staring

my lips. I can feel

him drawing closer and closer. I can feel his lips

on mine. I can feel

him wanting me. I can feel him smiling. I can

feel myself smiling.

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Authors - Annie and Lisa c:

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