Chapter 6

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Mike's POV

As Addie sat on the edge of the window sill and I sat on the floor infront of her, she told me everything. From her father's drunken rages at 2 am, to her mother's constant lies on where her father really was. 

She had stopped crying by now, but was now playing with her fingers. She was nervous, I could tell. No doubt because she was worried that this would all change my opinion on her. And truth be told, it did, but not in a bad way. 

It didn't make me want to get rid of her, it made me want to keep her even closer, to cuddle her in and never let go. 

When she had finished, she looked down at me from her spot at the window sill, waiting for a reaction no doubt. Instead of talking, I swiftly stood from my spot on the floor and walked closer. As I stood inches in front of her, I reached a hand out and helped her stand. Before she knew what was happening, I had  one hand on the small of her back, one resting on the side of her face, and my lips pressed to her's.

When I pulled away, she looked at me with sad eyes, but I knew it wasn't because I had kissed her.

"I don't want sympathy Mike. That's not what I'm here for." She said as she placed a hand on my chest, holding me back from kissing her again. 

"Then why are you here?" I asked.

"Addison Lynn Rhea." Came a cross voice from the bedroom doorway.

We both faced the doorway to see the ginger Brit himself, Ed Sheeran.

"Ed." She said softly as she dropped her hands from my arm and chest, backing away from me.

"I should've known." He said with what sounded like disgust.

"Ed, it's not..." She started.

"Don't even start Addison. I don't want to hear your lies anymore. I've had my fair share." He said as he crossed his arms. 

"What's going on?" I asked confused.

"Well Mike, you just happened to bring home the girl I used to think was the love of my life. That was until she fell off the face of the earth and stopped making contact with me. You would think after a year long relationship, she would've at least called." He answered.

"Ed, mate, I think you should cut her some slack." I suggested.

"Excuse me?" He said in shock.

"Ed please." Addie pleaded.

"Mike, get out. Addison, you've got ten minutes." Ed said as he moved further into the room and sat down on the bed. 

Addie sat back down on the window sill, giving me a reassuring look that she would be fine. I quickly leaned down and placed a kiss on her cheek before turning to Ed and giving him a nod. I quickly made my way out of the room and down the hall to the kitchen. Stu was there drinking a cup of coffee and looking at something on his laptop. 

"He knows her." I spit out.

"I know." Stu said as he typed something.

"What?" I asked confused.

"I know. I said her name and he flipped out." He replied.

I stood and thought about it for a second. This day could be interesting.

Addie's POV

 As I sat on the windown sill, I debated on what to start with. I couldn't just say I was sorry. I needed something more. 

"My parents split up." I said calmly.

Ed looked at me and his mouth opened to say something but then closed again.

"I ran away before I had to decide which to go with." I continued. 

"I'm sorry. I guess I just jumped to conclusions. I didn't know, but if I would've, I wouldn't have said the things I did. Please forgive me Addie." Ed suddenly begged.

It was odd, he hardly ever called me Addie despite the fact that everyone else did.

"I shouldn't have dropped contact. Not with you. I'm the one that's sorry Ed." I said with a sigh.

"Mike really likes you. I can tell." he said.

"Ed..." I trailed.

"No, it's fine. I've moved on too. Well I thought I had. Maybe just not with the girl I thought." he replied.

"What happened?" I asked.

"Well you know how I was touring with Taylor? I dropped the tour yesterday. She's really not who I thought she was." He answered.

"Sorry to hear." I responded.

"I'll live. As for you, for for it. Mike's a great guy and you're a great girl. You two will be perfect together." Ed said with a grin.

"I know that grin. You're up to no good." I said as I squinted at him.

"I have no idea what you're talking about." he said as he stood and headed for the door, "I'll send Mike in. It seems you two might have some things to talk about."

"Ed?" I said quickly.

"Hmm?" he asked.

"I missed you." I said softly.

"If you hadn't kissed my best mate this morning, I'd probably kiss you right now. But that wouldn't be the right thing to do. But I will always love you Addison, always." he said before leaving the room.

Within a minute, Mike was stood in the doorway looking at me with wonder in his eyes.

"So you know Ed." He stated.

"Yeah." I replied.

"For how long?" he asked.

"Since we were babies." I answered, "His parents are friends with mine." 

"So it's over then? The two of you?" He questioned.

"Yeah." I said.

"Why didn't you tell me?" He asked.

"I didn't want you to see me differently I guess." I said as I sat on the edge of the bed.

"You dated my best mate and didn't tell me when we showed up at his flat. How am I supposed to take that Addie? I feel like telling you not to fall for him just for his nice smell was pointless. You've already fallen for him. I mean hell, do I even have a chance compared to him?" Mike asked with a sincere look of dissapointment.

"Mike, Ed and I are long over. He even told me to go for it with you. I'm sorry if I made things weird." I said.

"Addie, I just don't think this is going to work. I'm sorry." He said as he shook his head and walked out of the room.

I didn't realize that I was crying until Ed returned to the room and walked up, wiping under my eyes with his shirtsleeves before pulling me into a tight hug.

"He doesn't know what he's missing love." Ed whispered into my ear.

And I wasn't sure he was right. Maybe Mike did know. Maybe he knew that all he was missing was the abundance of problems that came along with me. Everything I was going through, pilled ontop of one another, not allowing me freedom to think clearly. It made it harder to breathe. Sometimes I felt like I couldn't breathe at all. The thoughts became too much. 

Right now was one of those moments. 

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