Small Bump (An Ed Sheeran Fan Fiction)

Chapter 2

Authors Note: Im SO sorry I havent been updating as quickly as I used to. I just started school again, so I may only be able to update on weekends until I get used to school again. Blah Blah, this is all school's fault.

Jenny's POV

After Ed proposed, I didn't know what to do. Everything changed in my mind. I love him still, but I feel awkward because I said no. Ed and I act like we're married anyways. Maybe, I should have said yes? Maybe my choice was right? Gosh, I hate not knowing.

I would be extremely happy to be with Ed for the rest of my life. We would tour together, raise family together, grow old together. His singing pays the bills, and he doesn't want me to work. Some mornings I make breakfast, others he does. He even gives me money, even when I tell him not to.

Ed is the perfect boyfriend. Down to his looks. He keeps the house together, he pays the bills, he takes care of me. I love playing with his messy ginger hair, looking into his breath-taking blue eyes. I like when he wraps his arms around me when we fall asleep. Tracing his tattoos with my finger.

I remember the day I met Ed. He was sixteen, I was fifteen. He went to my high school. It was my freshman year, his sophomore.

*Flash Back*

He pulled into the student lot in his silver Honda civic. In the back seat, a black case containing a guitar. His ear length ginger hair messy, like a shag. His face alert, yet sweet.

He got out of his car, grabbed his book bag and guitar. He had a sweet smile on his face that was warming. I walked over to him to start a conversation.

"Hey." I smile my best smile. Today being the first day of school, I had dressed to impress.

I was wearing short dark jean shorts, a white ruffle shirt, and a thin 3/4 in sleeved blazer.

He was wearing baggy jeans, and a blue polo, which made his eyes pop even more.

"Hey, how are you love?" He replied sweetly, his grin sideways.

"I'm great, did you go here last year?" I ask.

"Actually, no. I just ,moved here." He smiles.

"Oh, do you need me to show you to your class?" I ask, smiling cheekily.

I really would like to get to know this guy. He was super attractive, and seems really sweet.

"Yes, do you know where Ms. Samptons class is?" He smiles.

"Course. Come on." I smile and turn on my heel. I take him to his class.

We arrive to his class and he asks for my name.

"Jenny Warren, but my friends call me Jen." I smile up at him looking deep into his crystal eyes.

"Ed. Ed Sheeran. But you can call me later." He winks.

Call him Later? Late--- OOOOOOOOOHHH!

"I'm gonna need your number." I giggle.

He pulled a sharpie out of his back pocket, and grabbed my hand. He wrote his whole ten digit number on my hand, and put 'Ed <3' so I would know it was his.

I giggled as he wrote it, because 1.He was flirting with me and 2. It tickled!

I walk him into his class, introduced him to his teacher and ran to my class with a big cheesy grin on my face.

My first class was choir, with one of my best mates, Louis Tomlinson. Louis sang like an angel. My closest mate, Harry who was in grade 8, says his voice gets people pregnant. Oh, Harry you adorable pervert. Niall, Liam and Zayn were in grade 8 also, but I've never been as close with them as I am with Harry and Louis.