Small Bump (An Ed Sheeran Fan Fiction)

Chapter 10

Author's Note: Okay, so the end of this story is coming soon. I had once planned on making this story longer, but I have been thinking that maybe the last story should be the longest. I am even thinking about making this the last chapter. Who the hell knows? Ohkay, MAYBE I know.

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Jenny's POV

Emptiness.

That was all I felt. As soon as the doctor had told me the news. My skin went cold, my heart  rate slowed. My eyes began to water, blurring my vision. I felt nothing.

'Ms. Warren, Im sorry to tell you this, but youve lost your baby.' it echoed in my brain over and over. Slowly eating away at me. Ed was very understanding. He cared for me. He pulled me out of my non-talking phase.

I jump out of bed, wearing Ed's sweat-pants, and my Sleeping With Sirens t-shirt. Same as usual. Ed was in  the bathroom, so I just walked into the kitchen. I get a glass, and pour myself some orange juice.

I havent been eating much since I lost my baby. When I did, I mostly pushed things around my plate to make it look like I'd done more damage.

"Good morning, beautiful." Ed's voice breaks the silence.

"Good morning." I try my hardest to do one of Harry's smiles. I fail. Its a small smile, but alot compared to what I'd been doing. I stare at the glass in my palms. Half empty.

"I have an interview today. I want you to come." Ed says.

"Ohkay... I always come..." I say, kind of confused.

"I want you to be in it." he says.

"Oh. Ohkay.." I sigh, and go to our room.

I grab my underwear, skinny jeans, and a sweater. I might go super casual today. i walk to the bathroom, and turn the shower to the hottest it goes. Hopping in, I sigh, and begin singing.

"I've lost my heart, my home is the ocean

The waves underneath

Will soon be my home,

I will

Fall asleep.

I'll close my eyes and dream of days when I wasnt all alone

All that I know is gone

All that I know is gone

Fall deeper, and deeper

The sirens are singing your songs." I sing and shower quickly, getting out in ten minutes.

I decide to wear my hair in its natural wave, now that It has grown out to below my shoulder blades. I need to get it cut again. My fringe is too long. I put on concealer, thin eye-liner, and a quick coat of mascara. I pin back my fringe, and walk out of the bathroom, wearing my outfit, pleased with the way I look.

Ed is in the room, wearing a hollister sweater and jeans, looking adorable as per usual.

"Ready?" he asks.

"Let me get my boots, and I'll be ready." I force another smile.

I put on my combat boots, and grab my phone.

"Okay, lets go." I say.

"You look amazing." he smiles.

"Thank you." I blush.

We walk out of the apartment, and get down to our car quickly. I guess we were almost late. Before I know it, we are walking into the room.

"Hi Ed! I'll be interviewing you and Jenny today, as you know." a perky girl smiles all in Ed's face.

Her face is caked with makeup, she has no super long fake eye lashes. He boobs are sticking out of her shirt, her skirt is too tight. She's all in my boyfriends FACE.

That's that shit I dont like.

"How are you today, Ed?" the interviewer asks, completely ignoring my presence. 

Okay.

"Im good." he smiles.

"Have you written any new songs lately?"

"Actually, yes. This song means alot to me, and I wrote it about something recently that happened to someone close to me." he says.

I hope he doesnt mean me.

"Well! Is that the song you will be playing us later?" she asks.

"Yes, actually." he says.

"Well how about we hear that song now?" she smiles, excitedly.

"Okay." Ed smiles, and Nigel is brought into the room.

He starts to strum, sending shivers down my spine.

"You're just a small b ump unborn

In four months, you're brought to life

You might be left with my hair,

But you'll have your mother's eyes

 I'll hold your body in my hands,

Be as gentle as I can,

But for now, you're a scan of my unmade plans,

A small bump

In four months you'll open your eyes.

I'll whisper quietly,

And give you nothing but truth

If you're not inside me, I'll put my future in you.

You are my one and only

You can wrap your fingers 'round my thumb

And hold me tight

You are my one and only,

You can wrap your fingers 'round my thumb,

And hold me tight.

And you'll be alright 

You're just a small bump unknown,

You'll grow into your skin

With a smile like hers and a dimple beneath your chin

Fingernails the size of a half grain of rice

And eyelids closed to be soon opened wide,

A small bump

In four months  you'll open your eyes

And I'll hold you tightly, and give you nothing but truth" I wanted to cry then and there. I want to kiss Ed, I wanted to kill him.

The song was beautiful. He let his feelings out and possible had a new hit song. Everyone in the audience seemed to love it.

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"I'm guessing that song was about you and Jen's loss?" the interviewer asks, finally acknowlegding me.

"Yes." Ed's simple word makes the tears freely fall.

I was glad I had mastered crying quietly in the past month.

When we left the interview, the car ride home was silent. I had stopped crying, and called Eleanor, Danielle, and Ryann, asking them to come over. We should have a girls night.

They were all for it.

When we got home, El and Dani were already inside. Harry would be bringing Ryann over shortly.

Author's Note: Okay, like i said,this story will soon be over, and I will be starting the sequel, very very soon. Like, maybe Friday if youre lucky.

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