I'm Lizzie Shadow. I'm short and have long, blonde hair...🌺
I turned on the news only to see Ed Sheeran. I wanted to change the channel but something was stopping me. I knew Ed before he was famous. We were best friends in 7th grade. He was weird and crazy and I loved it. He moved one summer and we lost touch. Next thing I know he's famous.
I cry every single night thinking of Ed. Before he moved I had feelings for him. I wanted to tell him but I couldn't.
I miss him. We would sing and play guitar together.
I'm mad at him. He left me and became famous. He forgot about me. Every single night I think about him and he probably doesn't even remember me.
I love his music. A lot. I just...it's complicated...
I have every single one of his songs and listen to them all the time.
2 WEEKS LATER
*phone rings*
"Hello?" I say.
" Lizzie!" I hear practically screaming.
"Edward Christopher Sheeran!" I yell.
"How did you-"
"Ed! I missed you! Why didn't you call me?" I said.
"Sorry. I wanted to but my phone broke and I forgot everyone's phone numbers. I had no way of reaching you."
"It's okay." I said.
*silence*
"So...uhh wanna hang out some time?" Ed said in his sweet voice.
"I would love to!" I said.
"Okay. Do you still live in Framlingham?"
"Yes, but I'm moving to London soon."
"Are you serious?" He asked.
"Yeah."
"You should live in the place I'm living in. Their lofts are huge."
"I'll think about it."
"You better." He said.
I giggled.
"When are you moving?" He asked.
"Well if you want me to check out the loft I could."
"Is tomorrow good?"
"1:00pm?" I asked.
"See you there." He said.
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