Cold Coffee (Ed Sheeran Short Story)

Chapter Five.

Chapter Five.

I yawn and stretch, pulling my arms high above my head. Then I collapse and curl up in my bed, pulling my covers over my head.

I hear my phone ring and I reach over, taking it off my night-stand, groaning.

''Hello?'' I ask, with one of my eyes open and the other shut.

''Mimi, it's half ten! Did you only just wake up?'' Autumn scolds me.

Oh crap.

''Ahh, no. I've been awake since ten.'' I try to lie, rapidly jumping out of my bed. I search in my wardrobe for some clothes to wear and then I rush to the bathroom, clicking on my radio.

''No you haven't, I called at ten and you didn't pick up.'' I can hear the smirk in her voice.

I sigh, smiling. ''You got me. I just woke up. Now I'm getting in the shower, so please go and do some work!''

''Oh okay Fatima,'' Autumn laughs. ''Have fun today!''

''I will, thanks. You too!''

We both hang up and I have a quick shower. Then I get dressed in black skinny jeans, Vans trainers and a grey hoodie. Then I blow dry my hair, leaving it down and curly, putting an Alice band in it afterwards.

I turn off my radio and go into my room, making my bed and then putting the clothes from last night away in my wardrobe. I look around. Everything seems neat and tidy. I take my phone, some money and go to the kitchen, shutting my door after me.

I make myself a cup of tea – since I'm out of coffee – and then I stand by the counter, sipping at it.

Today is going to be a big day. Like Autumn and I said yesterday.

I'm so looking forward to it.

Seeing Ed Sheeran again.

Talking to him.

Playing with him.

Filming with him.

Eeep. I can't wait.

I glance at the clock. Five minutes left.

I down my tea and then tidy up my flat rapidly, just in case he comes in.

As I'm putting some dishes away, the bell goes.

''Ahhh!'' I squeal, clapping my hands together excitedly and then running to the door. ''Deep breaths Fatima, deep breaths.''

I fling it open and stand staring at Ed, starstruck. Wow. He looks better than he did yesterday.

''Uh, hi.'' I smile at him.

''Morning,'' he smiles back. ''You look nice.'' he tucks a strand of loose hair behind my ear, which sends my heart racing.

''I'd invite you in, but... we have to go right?''

Ed shrugs and looks behind him to the car. ''I don't know. I'd like to come in, but I'll ask Jimmy.''

I snort, ''He'll protest.''

Ed looks at me, confused. Then I burst out laughing, pointing to myself, ''Directioner here.''

''Ohh right!'' Ed suddenly bursts out laughing.

He turns around and talks to Jimmy, while I stand still, smiling to myself. ''NO,'' Jimmy protested.

Ed appears in front of me. ''He says yes. He'll come back in about half an hour,'' Ed smiles at me.