Idol (An Ed Sheeran Fanfic)

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Michigan winters are the worst. Not only do you get the bitter coldness that makes you feel like you couldn't move, you also get the mountains of snow. Some people love the cold, but I'm not one of them, so standing outside of the backstage door at The Fillmore for twenty minutes was hell.

When we got there, we told the security guy that Ed was expecting us and we had passes too; but of course he didn't believe me.

"I just need to ask if they are expecting you," he told us, before opening the heavy, black door that led into the building, letting us feel how warm it was inside, and then slamming it shut, bringing us back to reality.

He was seeing "if they were expecting us" twenty minutes ago, and my body was going numb.

There was a fence with a crowd all lined up against it, trying to get around it and into the venue. We at least got around that by showing our passes, so we were standing in what seemed like the parking lot for the musicians. All of the black vans that we saw earlier were parked around the lot.

"I can't feel my fingers, or my nose" Meghan complained, rubbing her hands together to try and generate some heat; but that didn't seem to be working.

"I know, me either," I sighed, and a white cloud appeared in front of me because of my heavy breathing and the cold air.

"Everyone out of the way!" Yelled a security guard by the fence, and the crowd parted. A black van pulled through an opening between the two fences, and into the lot that we were standing in. All the girls in the crowd were screaming, and a huge cloud formed around them, from all of their hot breath meeting the cold air.

The van stopped right in front of the stage door (where we were standing), and a guy got out from the front and opened the door that led to the back seat of the car. Out hopped Ed, with his hood up and eyes to the ground. He was clearly trying to hide his identity from the crowd.

He looked at us standing there jumping and laughed. "Cassidy? Meghan? What are you guys doing here? Why aren't you inside?" He asked giggling.

"They wouldn't let us in, the security guard thought we bought these passes on eBay or something," Meghan explained and jumped, trying to stay warm.

"Come on, it's freezing out here!" Ed put us arms around our shoulders and led us to the door. None of the girls at the fence were screaming, probably because Ed had his hood up, so you couldn't see his hair or tattoos.

"What do you think you're doing?" Asked a tall, scary-looking man as soon as we got inside of the venue.

"Stu, this is Cassidy and Meghan, the girls I was telling you about earlier," Ed explained. "This is my manager, Stuart."

We both waved shyly and Ed continued leading us down the long hallway all the way to a door with his name on it, which was his dressing room.

Once we got in, Ed said, "You can make yourselves at home, I have to talk to Stuart for a minute." Then he turned and darted out of the room, leaving us there alone.

"Wait, so he wants you to be his opening act for the rest of the tour?" Meghan exclaimed as soon as he shut the door. She was already taking off her winter coat and gloves.

"Yeah, I guess. I just asked him if he had any advice for me and then he asked me to play a song. Then like two minutes later he asked me to support him in Louisville next week," I explained and look off my hat and gloves. Meghan squealed and I laughed. "He said he would show me around the backstage areas tonight, and I'll have to give him a definite answer about Louisville."

"You have to say yes, this is a once-in-a-lifetime opportunity!" She gasped and set her coat down on the black couch that was in the room.

"I don't know. I've never really performed in front of a crowd before, and there are thousands of people at these shows!" I sighed and put my coat on top of hers on the couch. She was up at one of the lighted mirrors checking her makeup.