Sofa(An Ed Sheeran Fanfic)

11. A Club? (Part 1)

Your P.O.V

*Recap* 

“Did I hurt you?” He asked with wide eyes. I shook my head, feeling bad that I ruined the moment. Ed’s eyebrows furrowed as his gazed landed on my hand that was covering my stomach. Before I could stop him, he quickly, but gently removed my hand and unzipped the onesie that I was wearing.

“Ed-“ I stopped when he lifted up my shirt and examined my bruised stomach with wide eyes.

*****

            “Who did this to you?” Ed asked. I could tell he was trying not to get angry, but was failing miserably. I really didn’t want to tell him the truth. Who knows what he’d do.

            “No one” I said. I removed his hand from my stomach and zipped the onesie back up. Lies. That’s what it came to. I just didn’t feel like I could be completely honest with him. I mean, were we even dating? I don’t know.

            “Y/N-” Ed started, but I cut him off.

            “I’m really just a big clutz. Don’t worry about it” I said a little bit too harshly as I stood up from the sofa.

“Where are you going?” He asked. His eyes bore into my face as I looked away from him. Last thing I need right now is to get lost in his eyes.

“I think it’s best if I just go” I said although leaving was the last thing I wanted to do. Ed grabbed my hand as he quickly stood up from the sofa.

“Why?” He asked. I just stared at him. Why did I want to leave, again? “Why don’t we go out somewhere for a while?” He asked breaking the silence.

All I could do was nod. I really didn’t want to leave. I really enjoyed Ed’s company. I just hoped he would drop this whole thing. I can’t tell him the truth. And I won’t.

*****

            “A club?” I asked as we stood by the front doors of a club, crowded with people. You’d really think after what happened last time, we would be doing anything but this.

            “Yup” Ed said, obviously not fazed by my uncertainty.

            “Do you honestly think this is a good idea?” I asked shoving my hands deep in the pockets of my jacket. Don’t get me wrong. I trust Ed. I just didn’t have the best luck in places like these.

            “Yeah. Why not?”

            I raised my eyebrow at him.

            “Oh come on, it’ll be fun” He said as he grabbed my arm and dragged my through the front doors.

            This ought to be fun.

            Not.

Sorry!! I know this is too short and unacceptable, but that's all I could write at the moment. ANYWAY! I will put part 2 of this chapter up soon and it will be a lot longer, I promise. 

I don't really know how many chapters this fanfic is gonna be, but I'm pretty sure there's only going to be a few more chapter, but I don't know. 

I'm also getting really tired of putting Y/N instead of an acutal name. I wish I could put up an actual character instead, but if everyone else likes it the way it is then I'll leave it! :)

-Sarah