now you have me (Ed Sheeran Fic, but not much of a fic, more like just romance&cute)

Basically, this is my Ed fanfic and I don't want to give away the story here, but it takes place in high school where Ed isn't like famous, so yeah. Also, if you're reading this, I'm probably not finished with the story yet. Also, I always like to add something illegal to all of my fanfics, not like drugs, but something illegal. So, yeah. I hope you like my writing and my story. Have a nice day now and please enjoy.
Please do not judge my story on this blurb.
Blurbing is weird.


3. a third chapter.... oooooo, let's see what's next (sorry I like the end of this chapter so I hope you read it to the end :) ;) )

Knowing my way around, I led him to the bathroom. "Teddy," I giggled, my body wobbling because I was floating on a nice, warm, cloud. "you," I touched my hand to his chest with slight force, "you're inter-shting," I laughed. 

He nodded as if the alcohol had no effect on him and an incredible amount on me. He slid his hand to the back of my neck, his touching sending me goosebumps, which brought me into another great first of the night- my first kiss. It was absolute perfection, besides my intoxication....

"Quite good for an odd ginger kid" was the last thing to slip out of my mouth until words turned to barf. It wasn't just the barf that made this situation bad. The barf decided to land on Ed's shirt. It's too bad, the ginger kid was growing on me. After all, he was the first of the entire male population to notice me and also the first to connect my lips with his. This situation truly did end in a terrible twist for both Ed and I. 

He removed his shirt and lifted his hair as the remaining vomit held inside of me was let out into the toilet. 

Once all of the beer, along with the remains of my lunch were successfully flushed, I turned and took notice to Ed's one pack. I giggled, leaving him to look down at his feet in shame. I poked his belly and he laughed, feeling tickled, but quickly resumed his general sadness face. "Why do you look so sad all of the time? You have a really nice smile." I smiled up at him.

He blushed, "I don't have much to smile about".

I brought his face directly in front of mine as whispered, "well, now you have me."

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