Bastille and Ed Sheeran imagines/preferences

Wildest Dreams

Ed:

"Let's get out of this town"

"C'mon, love. It'll be fun!" Ed basically begs you.

Since he got more famous he's been spending a lot more time touring and in the studio,

Which is great, and you couldn't be prouder of him,

But...and there's always a but, you guys don't get to see him nearly as much.

Ed manages his time so he can spend as much as possible with you,

It's still really hard though.

And today is one of his days off, but it's just your luck that you're feeling kind of...flat.

Oh great, now he's using the puppy eyes on you...

"Okayyy!"

"Awesome! Now I've planned out the whole day, so first.....

Dan:

"He's so tall and handsome as hell"

You regularly attend parties like this; drunken bodies pushed up against each other, couples kissing and god knows what else.

Will they remember any of this in the morning?

Not that you haven't been in that sane position,

Tonight though, you're not really feeling the 'get drunk and sleep with a stranger vibe,' nor has anyone caught your fancy.

You've got a slight buzz from the alcohol, just enough to feel slightly more sociable than usual.

Taking the room in you spot your friend over chatting with the host, Blake you think his name was?

"Oh shit! I-I'm sorry!" A stranger slurs after bumping into you, almost spilling his drink on you.

You feel a slight itch of irritation, but it quickly fades when you make eye contact.

Which, considering he's a fair amount taller than you is no mean feat.

Wow he's....he's something.

"It's fine! I'm (Y/N), by the way."

"Umm I'm Dan..."

You then proceed to blush, for a reason you can't quite put your finger on.

Hmm maybe this party just got a whole lot more interesting....

Woody:

"And his voice is a familiar sound"

"Ah here it is!" You whisper triumphantly.

Your best friend has been pestering you for weeks about this band that's sooo 'amazing!'

You're not convinced, but giving them a go won't hurt right?

That was a week ago and oh how things have changed!

Turns out the band, Bastille, really is very cool.

Two albums, three mix tapes and a vinyl later, it's fair to say you're obsessed.

And to further your obsession you decide to look them up on YouTube.

"Bastille interviews" you quickly type in and await the results.

Clicking on the first one to show up you press play.

But then something shocks you,

His voice seems so familiar...

Isn't that Chris, or rather 'Woody' from school?!

A google search confirms your suspicions.

Woah!

You two were fast friends before you had to move away, does he still even remember you?

Hmm maybe twitter can help here.....

Kyle:

"His hands are in my hair, his clothes are in my room"

It's a one night stand gone wrong, from a single hook up to a regular thing.

But when you find someone as special as him who can blame you?

The scary thing is that you're starting to get a crush on him.

The way he talks sticks in your mind,

His eyes looking into your soul.

Damn it was supposed to be a no strings attached kind of deal,

Though he sure isn't objecting to any of this.

You receive a phone call, from him. A fairly regular occurrence as of lately.

"Hey, (Y/N), it's me, Kyle. Meet me at my house ok?"......

Will:

"I bet these memories follow you around"

That time you went to the fair with me, you won a stuffed teddy bear and gave it to me. I said you were too cheesy, but really, I loved it.

The first time I woke up next to you, seeing your face staring back at me was amazing. I could've stayed there forever.

When you asked me to move in with you, I nearly cried and you were worried I was sad, but in fact I was happier than I'd ever been.

Just after dinner, your favourite, roast chicken and vegetables, I told you I was pregnant, it was your turn to cry. I cried too.

Just a few months ago little girl turned five, she's growing up so fast. You mean so much to her.

It's been 9 days since you left. I've cried more tears than I ever thought possible in the last week. is asking about you as well, what am I supposed to tell her? Honestly, I don't know what to tell myself.

I miss you.

//5 memories that I hope you don't forget//

Anyway, I better go. Thanks for listening diary.

*AN* Sorry I didn't update earlier, there's been plumbing issues at home and stuff like that so yeah...This is lyrics from the song "Wildest Dreams" by Taylor Swift and it was requested by Bruuh-what I hope you like it, I actually really enjoyed writing imagines for this song! :) xx Bella