"Hey, yeah." I said quickly after I realized I was staring.
He chuckled and pushed his bright red hair away from his forehead. "Well it's nice to meet you." He said. "Harry's told me all about you, he actually didn't stop talking about you last week on the phone."
"You ass." Harry smirked in his direction and Ed shrugged in amusement.
"Mate you've known me long enough to know I was obviously going to say something."
"Doesn't make you any less of an ass." He said back, making me giggle. What the hell, being near Harry and Ed is turning me into a giggler. I was actually so nervous and I had no idea what to say, I wanted a selfie with him so badly but how do I just ask that? Ugh.
Suddenly Harry pushed me closer to Ed and took his phone out, "Can I get a picture of you guys before you get on stage?"
Harry I am honestly going to kiss your face off later. I thought as Ed put his arm around my shoulders and pulled me closer. I smiled and Harry clicked the button on the phone, "Perfect, thanks mate."
"No problem. I actually have to go on now but you guys have a good date, yeah?"
Harry nodded and Ed gave us both hugs before walking off into a different room, probably to get ready.
I turned to Harry and smiled up at him. "You're amazing."
"Oh yeah?" He smirked and pulled me in for a hug. "I'm glad you think so."
We were still pulled against each other when I spoke up. "Can I see the picture?"
"Sure." He pulled away and grabbed the phone from his pocket, opening it up before showing me. Oh my fucking god it was perfect. "Do you like it?"
"I love it." I smiled. "Thanks."
"You looked like you were about to piss your pants when you saw him." He smirked again and grabbed my hand, pulling me towards the space beside the stage that brought us to the seats.
"Are you serious? I was so nervous, holy shit. I didn't have any time to prepare myself, like literally Ed Sheeran just popped up out of nowhere. What the hell was I supposed to say?"
He was laughing and when we finally got out to where the crowd was I heard screaming as people recognized him. He smiled at a few people before sitting down on a chair at the edge of the stage where nobody could get to us and bringing me down onto his lap. "What are you doing?"
"Sitting with my girlfriend on my lap." He said. "Why?"
I shrugged, "I don't know."
"Tell me." He said, bringing my face forward so I was looking at him.
"I guess I just didn't expect you to be so open about us in public." I said awkwardly.
He smiled, "I don't care if people know. Actually I want them to know that I have such a pretty, amazing girlfriend."
He kissed my nose and I went cross eyed trying to focus on him. "You're weird."
"Why?" He chuckled.
"Just because I said so." I moved in his lap to get comfortable and he grabbed me quickly, stopping my motions.
"Don't do that." He said deeply.
I caught on but acted oblivious. "Why?" I furrowed my eyebrows and moved again, pretending to try and get into a more comfortable position. "There we go, that's better."
I looked over at him and he had his lower lip in between his teeth. "You're gonna kill me."
"What did I do?" I asked, trying to look as innocent as possible.
"You're evil, Richards."
I finally smirked and shrugged my shoulders, "Expect a lot of that in the future. I have to get you back for a few things."
He just shook his head in amusement before the lights turned off completely and then the stage got bright. After a few seconds Ed walked out and started playing guitar. It was loud because we were literally right beside the speakers but when he started singing I was happy about it. Holy lord his voice is like listening to angels sing.
We both stood up and slowly swayed back and forth, the front of Harry's body pressed against my back.
He sang along in my ear and I was so overwhelmed, Ed Sheeran performing in front of me and my boyfriend Harry Styles, behind me swaying against my body.
I started singing along as well, trying to act like I wasn't about to faint before turning my head to look up at Harry. He was already looking down at me with a big smile on his face.
His eyes went down to my lips and then back up before he slowly leaned in and pressed his lips to mine.
Ed was singing photograph and just the slowness and how pretty the song was, was making everything even better.
Harry pulled away from the kiss and looked at me, studying my whole face and looking extremely serious. I smiled up at him and the corner of his mouth turned up into a small smile before he brought his lips down to my ear so that I could hear him, "Guess what?"
I shivered as his breath fanned out onto my neck. "What?"
"I love you." He said quietly, and even over all of the music and screaming I still heard him clearly. My heart fluttered and he pulled his head back to look at me again.
I looked back at him, a thousand thoughts going through my mind as we stood there. I saw his face fall a bit as I didn't answer him. "Did you hear me?"
I nodded but couldn't bring myself to say anything yet.
"Oh." He looked wounded and I felt myself laughing a bit, out of nowhere. I probably looked extremely crazy and the confused look on his face confirmed that. "Why are you laughing?"
"Because you honestly think that I don't love you back right now."
He furrowed his eyebrows. "Your lack of a response kind of made me assume."
"Well no." I pressed my lips to his sweetly but quickly. "I love you."
He smiled. "You do?"
"Duh, you ass." I laughed. "I love you a lot actually." I said without thinking. My cheeks turned a slight shade of red and he smirked.
"I love you a lot too."
He continued swaying our bodies as we both looked back up at the stage and watched the rest of the concert, sneaking kisses every few minutes, not being able to hold back.
Honestly I just felt so happy and it was kind of amazing.
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btw literally all of you were right except for the girl who guessed elmo oops. Was it so obvious that I was gonna make it Ed? Lmao, obviously it was.
But yeah anyways, I hope you guys liked this chapter. I liked reading it and I listened to photograph by ed when I wrote so it made it even cuter and wowbfhfhffb heston is my otp to be completely honest.
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