We are both a mess (an Ed Sheeran fanfiction)

Chapter 2

-Hey sweetheart. – his voice, Adam, my ex-boyfriend, invading every part of my body.

-What the fuck do you want? -I had been with that asshole for 3 years and the last one was the worst year in my life.

-I just wanted to know how are you, how your life is going.

-Really? Which part of “disappear from my life” didn’t you understand? Is not so difficult. –I hanged up.  He wouldn’t fuck up my life again. Not anymore. I promised that to myself before entering in the therapy session.

-Is something wrong?

-Everything is okay. What we were talking about? Ah, yes your story. –We had already leave the center and we kept walking.

-I didn’t want to tell anyone what happened or why I entered in this place because after hearing all their stories I felt like mine wasn’t important. –his voice was so soft and calm, and sometimes he got tongue-tied which I thought it was cute.

-Well if it wasn’t that important doctors wouldn’t consider you to join in depression therapy sessions… and to be honest is like your face reveals your pain.  

- I guess you’re right. But anyway, I would like to apologize about this morning, sometimes I can be an ass.

-Don’t worry about that I think we all have shitty days…so that’s my bus stop. See you tomorrow at group sessions?

-Yeah, sure.

That night it was hard to sleep because I couldn’t stop thinking about what could  happened to him. During the next two weeks we didn’t talk so much,  just simply things and typical conversations. The last day we met at the main entrance–like almost every day-  at the end of the sessions to start talking on my way to get the bus.

-So this is your last day, right?

-Yes, I suppose that I’m totally “recovered”.

-We could celebrate that, what do you think? – Wait, what?

-That would be nice. When and where?

-Hmm…I’ve thought about going to my place today at 6pm, eat some pizza, fajitas, whatever you like or if it’s awkward for you we can go to a restaurant.

-I normally don’t like restaurants so I think first option will be fine.

The moment when I caught the bus was when I realized  what had happened.  “Are we going to have a date? No. That is not a date. What I’m going to wear? Should I buy something? Why the fuck I’m so nervous?”  I had only 2 hours to think and to get myself ready.

Soft pink pullover, with jeans and sneakers is what I decided I was going to wear. With Google Maps as my best friend I could find his house.  “Don’t be nervous” I start saying in my mind while I walked towards the entrance. I knocked on the door 3 times waiting him to open the door. Seconds later there was Ed, without his usual hoodies, wearing a red T-shirt,  jeans and for the first time in my life I saw his smile.

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