Ed's Girl (1D fanfic)

Max is a 16 year old girl who has fallen in Love! In love with a 20 year old though. That lucky guy is Ed Sheeran, and he feels the exact same way, that is probably the reason they have been dating for almost 2 years. She writes and he sings, and when ever he does write, it is always about her and her life. They just get each other. One day when ed introduces his girl to 5 of his best friends and lyrics singers One Direction? Think about it, then read Ed's Girl
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7. chapter 4

*thanks to Liam and Louis have my heart<3 another chapter!lolz love the name and always remeber! Apples for Apples!!!

Max's POV

"Owwwwww......... what the....... ow...ow! Stop it! Just stop it!" I yell. "Why? You seem to like the attention it brings you when I do it!" he yells back. "Who said that?" I ask. "Nobody had to say anything to prove it!" he yells."Agh, nobody likes the feeling of......" 

Oww! I spring up way to fast from my dream. Wait dream... what was I dreaming about? Who was I dreaming about? All I can remeber is that... wait, I cannot remeber much. Who am I? No, were am I? What is my name? What did I have for breakfast yesterday?

I see a cell phone on the table. Probably the cellphone would help with all this confusion. When I unlock the phone with a simple slide of a finger and see text messages from a 'Edward'? Who is he. All I see is that he keeps on mentioning the word 'max'.... max what? Maximum limit of texting? Maximum....... or is it code for something? I am owned by a pimp? Is max suppose to be a code word for something else that is ilegel? My gosh, I might be owned by a pimp!

     I move quickly to get out of bed and almost instently, I get a shock to the head. Oh, I have a headache. What is wrong with me. I get up off my bed and I hear something fall in the trash next to the bed. I turn to see what it was, but honestly, I think it is just the headache powding in my ears. I work my way to what seems like a bathroom and something hits me.

Ed's POV

"Y-Yo-you know wh-wha-what?" I say stuttering more than needed.

"Yes, I do!" he tells me. I swallow hard.

"And what might be that little se-secret?" I ask crossing my fingers hoping that he really did not know when I know that he does.

"That secret is that...... you have a sister!" Harry shouts in my ear, while I tear my ear away from the cell.

"No, duh!" I say a bit too over raleaved that he does not know the little secret that I was worried about.

"You have a cousin then, a secret cousin, or is she just your friend, or is she lilke a secret sister, or blood reletive? Or something, you tell me!" My heart stops, he just might have seen her with me, but how?

"What girl are you talking about?" I ask extreamliy on edge.

"I heard you were missing some girls birthday and that girl was not that happy. She looked about 16 and walked in the same music room you do jam setions in." he tells me.

"How did you find that out?" I ask, scarred .

"On a little chat site in the area of that stodio. Now tell me." he demands.

"Well, well, she is....." I do not know what to say. Harry is one of my best mates. I write songs for the band to sing and everything. Should I trust him? Should I keep my mouth shut?

"hello, do not leave me hanging mate!" Harry protest.

"Fine, she is my.... aunts sisters......brothers....daughters... cousins... friend! yeah that seems about right." I say the last sentece queitly.

"So pretty much you are saying that she is your second cousins friend?" Harry ask trying to verrify what I just said.

"Yeah, if that makes sence?" I say with a large amount of uncertenty to my voice.

"Well, yeah, I guess it makes sence, what you have to do for family right?" He asks me, seeming to bye what I just told him.

"Yeah, anything for family!" I say with a jump in my voice, extreamly worried.

"Yeah, well I wanted to tell you is that i can't wait t sing the song with you soon, and yueah, well bye!" Harry tells me.

"Bye, see you then." I tell him the hang up. I let a large sigh leave my mouth.

This just got 200x harder.

Max's POV

     I wake up in a living room, or is it a waiting room, no it is a studio? I am in fresh clothing and smell like I have just came out of teh shower. I hear male voices coming down a hall way. My gosh, are those the people who bought me for the night. Did the pimp shower me and bring me here. Eww, creepy, the pimp gave me a shower. I hear the voices coming closer and panic. Oh go, this is not happening.

"Happy Birthday!"

I guess you could call this a cliffhanger? Anyway do not forget to favorite my book so you know when my nexat chapter is comming out and hey while you are doing that, leave a comment! I love those and I reply to every single one of them! do not forget, favorite my book and you get another chapter the same day or the next day! Apples for Apples!!!

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