and then there were two//celebrity one shots

running//ed sheeran

I ran. I ran and I ran and I ran. I had to get to him even though he betrayed me. He, the only person who had ever been there for me, betrayed me. He told me he would never leave. But here I am, running to the airport where Ed is flying to LA to follow his dream. He sacrificed me for his fame. I know I sound selfish but, he was the only person who was ever there for me. I don’t know where I’ll go without him. He was my rock and now I’m nothing. All I can do is run.

           

My hair was blowing in the air around me and the rain pounding down on my back. I couldn’t stop running. I had to go see Ed one last time. I didn’t know if he’d ever come back. I love him. I had never had the balls to say it to him or to myself, but now I know. I love Edward Christopher Sheeran. I love his ginger hair, his voice, his guitar playing, and every little flaw about him. This all kept running through my head as I kept running these streets.

I finally saw the airport come into my line of vision as I was starting to give up. As soon as I saw it, I felt a rush of adrenaline and I ran faster. I pushed through the front door and I kept running. Everyone was staring at me. I assumed the whole situation looked really strange. I was an 18 year old girl, running through an airport at midnight, hair soaked, tears streaming, wearing pajama pants, black converse, and an oversized pink zip up sweatshirt. My feet pounded on the stairs as I rushed to find Ed’s gate.  

“Now boarded flight 23867 to LA with layovers in New York and Denver.”

I ran faster as I heard Ed’s flight being called. I saw his gate and I ran even faster, my makeup streaming down my face. As I approached his gate, I saw a familiar blur of red hair and started crying harder.

“Ed!” I screamed out. He turned to me and his mouth dropped open in surprise as he threw his carry-on to the ground. I jumped into his arms and he wrapped them around me, lifting my feet off the ground. I sobbed into his shoulder and he just held me.

“I’m sorry, (Y/N), I’m so sorry.”

“Why’d you leave me, Ed?”

Ed sighs and puts his hands on my shoulders, holding me at arm’s length. His grey eyes scanned over my face, thinking as he went. I knew he was thinking by the way his brows furrowed and he slightly bit his lip. I just looked back at him, my tears running dry.

“I didn’t want it to be like this but you know how much my music means to me, (Y/N)… I know this isn’t the best place to tell you my feelings but I need you to know that it drives me absolutely crazy when you nibble on your bottom lip, or when you push up your glasses while you’re studying. It’s the cutest thing when you scrunch up your nose, or when you stick out your bottom lip when you want something. It’s crazy how quickly I’ve noticed all these things and how quickly you’ve marched into my messed up life and just… fixed it. It’s all the cliché butterflies and the inability to stop thinking about your smile… damn your smile. It just completely lights up the room. My point is, I am so incredibly in love with you… and that scares the living shit out of me. You of all people know how I feel about love… so I ran. But I am so willing to walk out of this airport right now to be with you and I would be perfectly ok with that.”

I stood there, speechless. The only thing my mind could think of was kissing this amazing human being in front of me. So I did. His arms found their way to my waist and my hands wound themselves in his hair. We didn’t even care that Ed just confessed his love to me in the middle of a crowded airport gate at midnight. All we cared about is that we were done running.

“I love you too, Ed.”