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~(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)

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12. I Love You

"I Love You."

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

The song was finished, and I was sitting on my couch, just taking in the feeling you get when you finish a song. That glow  your skin gets, and how you just feel empty, but at the same time, full. I felt better. My mind was clouded up with thoughts anymore, and I didn't have that feeling to write until my fingers bleed. My guitar would be lonely for a little while, probably only a week before a new idea hit my head. I was always getting inspiration to write music, but I'm going to have to take a break for a while. I need to learn things about what its like to be a parent. 

I couldn't believe this was happening. I'm only 17! It's crazy. I do love her though. All of our friends know I do, and how my feelings aren't just one of a boy having a crush on a girl. She made me feel like my crap hole of a flat is the palace. Which reminds me, babies equals money. That is the department I'm lacking in. When you're a struggling musician money isn't exactly something you're rolling in. Sure, I get some pounds for gigs here and there, but it's nothing too serious right now. 

I grab my guitar and run over to her house, pushing the buttons to buzz the door open, banging on the door, anything to get her attention  An agonizing 27 seconds later, she stood in front of me, wearing a jack wills hoodie and yoga pants. She had never looked so beautiful. That thought seems to cross my mind every time I look at her though. "You going to come in you puppet?" Her smile shows up on her face, and I breath from my running, before walking into her small flat. 

"I wrote you something. And, I just, I want to tell you something first." She nodded her head, insisting me to go on, and placed a cup of tea on the table in front of us in the living area. "Don't think I'm saying this given the situation okay? I've been feeling this way for a while." I looked away from her gaze, and started strumming on the guitar, just random chords. I stopped, and looked back at her beautiful features. Those eyes. I've never seen anything like them. 

"I love you." The 3 words fell so simply off my lips, like it wasn't such a big deal. I braced myself for her punches, and screaming, Her telling me to get out. Her saying the same sentence  about love again. But she was silent. "Uhm..love, this is when you say something." She smiled, and bite down on her lip. "Play the song Ed." I rolled my eyes, and began to sing out the lyrics to my new song Little Things. 

*~*

Liam's P.O.V

"Taking a break doesn't mean breaking up Li, it just means taking time and then deciding if we should continue this...whatever this is." She moved her hands between the two of us, then flinging them into the air. She was right. What is...'this'? Is it really love, or is it what I want love to be? "I mean Li, your still young, and so am I! We can't hold each other back babe. I'm not even happy anymore. When I dance is when I'm happy, and you're not even around then. That's bad Liam. I don't know what else to do." I frowned at the fact that she was no longer happy when I was around, but I already knew this. It isn't like she made an effort, but neither did I. We just  let this ship sink, and did nothing to save it, but in all honesty, could anything have saved it? "Li, please say something. Anything." She fiddled with her fingers, and kept looking at her watch, checking her phone, and I sat there silent. 

"Ok." Was I really just letting her go? Just like that? I'm not even going to fight with her for her to stay? "I agree. We should take a break. Are there any rules?" She pursed her lips out, and blinked. I know she was surprised that I agreed with her, even I was. I always said that I would never be the one to let her get away/ Yet here I am, letting her go without a fight, and the worse thing was, I don't feel bad about it. I feel relieved. 

"Do single people have rules?" She was hard. She was angry. "I'll text you and let you know what I decide Li, Ok?" She stood up, waiting for me to follow suite. 

"What do you mean your decision Dani? A relationship isn't just a one way street, there are 2 people in it, so don't think you get to call the shots." Her eyes rolled to the back of her head, and she gave me a hard glare, and flinched a little when she noticed that I was being completely serious. 

"Liam?" Her once angry face was now hurt. It looked as if she was broken. This wasn't going to go her way, she wasn't going to call the shots here. I needed to have some fun, let loose, wasn't her who said it? I suddenly feel free, like I could do anything. Maybe I would shave my head. Yes. That's what I'll do. "Liam." I must have been ignoring her because the once hurt look, was now one of annoyance. 

"Yeah Danielle?" She threw a few notes on the table, and kissed my cheek. "I'll pay for my own, ok?  A break Li, that's it. Just a break." I nodded, and smiled indicating I knew. I watched as her curly hair bounced off her shoulders on the way out. I should cry, or feel bad, but I don't. I knew it was coming, and now it happened. There is nothing I can do about it now. 

*~*

Harry's P.O.V

It's so close to being over, and yet so close to the beginning. I can hear the music playing on that stage already. The world tour. Last night was the first time I had discussed with a girl, about being in a relationship while being on the road. It wasn't any one special, not even someone I could really date while being on the road. It was Lou, our stylist. She had asked me how come I never seem to keep a girl in line for a while, why I let em get away. It's not like I want them to leave, it's like I use them for my own pleasure and throw them away like garbage, no. I have so much more respect for girls then that. I won't lie though, I am a teenage boy, so my hormones can get pretty messed up, but most of the time, girls throw themselves at me. If I really like a girl, I'm shy around them, wait for them to take the next move. I wouldn't dare just sleep with them, and the next day be like "omg I love you." No. If I like a girl, I take her to a movie, not to my sheets. I like class, not....you know. Everyone want's a piece of Harry Styles, womanizer of One Direction. I'm a nice guy, ya know. And, I have feelings. I know that may sound surprising but its true.  

I wish I could tell her how I felt, but as soon as I do that, then that's where it ends. I leave for tour next year, and where does that leave us? One can only get so far with Skype dates and text messages. I for one, would not be able to handle it, especially with the fact if we just recently started to date. 

My phone starts to buzz, so I look over at the name on my screen. I smile wide, before sliding it open, and picking it up. 

"Hello boo Bear!" "Hey Haz! Whatcha up to Mate?" "Just stalking our fans via Tumblr. You?" He chuckled, before continuing to speak. "I'm just sitting here bored, playing FIFA. I missed you, so I decided I would call. We need to catch up soon. You can tell me about this girl who is taking my place." We both laughed for a very short period of time, and then the silence grew awkward. "Actually tonight, I have plans with Nick, mate. I could see if you could join us, I'm sure Nick wouldn't mind that all." I already knew what Louis' answer would be. He never really did get along with Nick, and when I started to hang out with him more, Louis seemed to distance himself away even more. "Ugh, Hazza, why even ask? You already know the answer!" I could tell through the tone of his voice how frustrated he was. It made me feel a little bad I have to admit. "Sorry Lou. I didn't mean to upset you, just no harm in asking." "Yes there is! You know my feelings towards him Harry! And yet you still ask that! It's like you don't care about my feelings towards the matter!" "Louis we see each other all the time, we work together! I don't see Nick much any more. You're more then welcome to meet up with us later if you want to, but if you don't want to that's fine too. I can't deal with you and your sass tonight. I gotta go shower. Night Lou." and I clicked the phone off. 

Louis used to be my best friend, he still is don't get me wrong, but we aren't as close as we used to be. Nick has been such a great mentor to me lately. He's helped me with so much and just, he's a great friend. Louis had been acting weird when I started to hang out with Nick. He seemed maybe...jealous? I don't know. Maybe he thought some one would take his place. That could never happen though. I was about to send him an apology text, but I realized I did it last time, so I set my phone down, and went to shower. 

 

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