Its You, they add up to.

~(One Direction/Ed Sheeran Fan Fiction) This story is a little bit different, its a fan fiction of Ed Sheeran when he was 17 (the time he wrote "Little Things") and it will go between his P.O.V when he was 17, and then One Directions thoughts through out the time of releasing the song. It's a little different, and maybe a little confusing at first, but I hope you all like it! The more comments I get, the faster I update!

I really actually like this one, so please don't let the rubbish above stop you from reading it...

(Also, it would be lovely if anyone knows how to make youtube video's..I would love some previews of my fanfics, if you know anyone, let me know pllleeassee)


9. Half as much

"You'll never love yourself

half as much

as I love you.." 

17 y/o Ed's P.O.V

I took the tube to her house, not really sure if I should just knock or just barge in. I decided on the later. Her name was escaping my mouth in loud screams, and I was searching frantically around the house to find her. Where was she? She wasn't in her living area, so maybe she was upstairs. I shuffled my way up to her room, and shoved her door open. But she wasn't in there. 

"Ed?" I turned around to be met with the most beautiful eyes I had possibly ever seen, but today, they were showing other emotions. They didn't have that natural shine they gave off, they looked scared and possessive. "You can't just not call me, or not return my text's. You cant just ignore and expect me to not worry!" I saw her hand move behind her back, and I couldn't let this go on any longer. "What's behind your back?" She slipped something into the back of her trousers, and looked up at me her eyes now filled with salty water. "I was going to call you in a little while Ed, I really was. I'm sorry I made you worry." For a second, I almost felt bad for making her cry, but this wasn't going to end this way. I needed to know what she was hiding. 

"What's. Behind. Your. Back?" I said it through gritted teeth, and I knew she was scared. I wasn't trying to scare her, I just really wanted to help her with whatever was wrong. She wiped her face, and ran down the hall. My feet reacted automatically and I chased after her. That's when it fell from her trousers. It all went slow motion from when I touched the white object, and she just broke down, falling to the floor. 



Louis' P.O.V

"Yeah? Well maybe I'm sick of it too! But, there is nothing we can do about Li. Nothing at all. This is our job! You see those people outside? Their called fans! We can't just quit whenever we want to!" All of the boys, and I had once again gotten into an argument about the band. Now, it's not the type of fight you would think. We all loved each other, and blah blah blah, we don't want to break up. That's not the problem. The problem is, we're just mad. It's been a crazy 2 years, let me tell you. We spend more time traveling then we do at our own flats. It's crazy. Our management pushes us so far to the edge sometimes, and we're just...we're exhausted.  

"I'm not saying I'm going to quit, I'm just saying we should talk to Modest! and maybe get a week off or something? Just a week. I could really use a holiday." He was making me angry. Does he really think he's the only one who needs a break? 

"We could really use a break Liam, but the thing is, we can't. We made our beds so now we sleep in it. We'd better get out there. Come on lads'! Game face on!" Zayn slapped himself in the face a few times, and then chugged an energy drink, as did Harry. Niall was already bouncing around the room from a sugar intake earlier, and Liam was his normal "responsible" self. It wasn't him being responsible as much as he was tired. I just ran a few circles in place, and made myself as chipper as I could. 

We were walking through the fans, and it was normal. The grabs, the yells, the "i love you's!" the questions, blah blah blah, all that junk. One thing that stood out though, was Liam. I felt bad for yelling at him, I know how he feels. We all go through the point in time when we want a break. A break is needed once in a while. El has been down my back about when the next time I'll have some time off is going to be, but in all honesty, I don't think its very soon. We have something to do EVERY day. Whether it be a photo shoot, an interview, a signing, or even promo. We travel almost every week to a new town or even country. 

But Modest! would never allow it. 

And besides, I love the fans way to much to just even take a week to myself. I know how this game goes. You disappear for just a short time, and then the fans forget all about you. That's usually how it goes anyways, especially with boy bands. 

"Louis! Come on! Come sit by me!" I ignored Harry and sat down next to Niall. 

"Hey leppy!" I pinched his cheeks and ruffled his hair a bit, smiling down at the younger boy. 

"Don't call me leppy!" He chuckled a little before looking to his side and talking to Zayn. How come I didn't feel happy? 

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