We are both a mess (an Ed Sheeran fanfiction)

Chapter 15 (+18)

I stood there for some seconds and went inside and he closed the door after him. Almost two months later and I was by his side again but not as close as we were before and it really hurt. He let his beard grow. God. He was so sexy…I guess he had just a shower because his hair was still wet. He sat on the bed and he made a sign to me to sit on the bed, by his side.

-What happened to your cheek? – I looked away and started playing with the sheets, completely nervous.  It was the right moment to say it.

-Do you remember when I told you that I loved you but we couldn’t be together because you were famous and I wasn’t comfortable with that? I lied… Adam came home in the morning and… threatened me… with a knife, he told me we had to break up otherwise he would kill you…and I didn’t want that.

-What? What the hell…? Why didn’t you tell me about it?!?!?

-I couldn’t… he was hearing our conversation from his car with a micro I had on my bra and he was also aiming you with a gun so I couldn’t tell you anything about it…

-Holy shit…

-There’s still more…

I told him everything, that he “kidnapped” me, handcuffed – I showed him the marks of the handcuffs- I also told him what I did trying to escape and how Adam found it out, that was why I had a bruise on my cheek. He covered his face with his hands and sighed and then he stood up walking towards the door.

-Where are you going? – I knew it, he was mad, upset, furious.

-I need to kick his fucking ass. He’s a motherfucker.

-Don’t waste your time, dear. He’s on prison. – I stood up immediately and grabbed his arm, trying to stopped him. – I’m sorry…

-It’s okay I guess…

-I only wanted to protect you…I was afraid Adam to kill you.

He looked me into my eyes and then he got closed to me and began to rub his lips against mine, slowly. My left hand went to his chest, stroking it. And I felt his lips, kissing me again, in that lovely way. I enclosed his neck with my arms and tangled my hands in his hair while we were panting. We had to stop for a moment to catch air and we started kissing  again, but more passionately, he took me in his arms and I could enclose his waist with my legs, so my back leaned against the wall, his hands went first under my shirt and then he unbuttoned it. I did the same with his t-shirt and then he laid me down on the bed and began kissing from my neck to my belly. I felt shivers and I loved it. While he was kissing me I could felt his hands stroking my thighs and unbuttoning my jeans, till I was on my underwear.

I felt again his lips against mine, kissing me, his lips were so warm and wet and this time was me who unbuttoned his jeans, and when my hand was around his crotch I drove him crazy and he moaned. It  really felt so good being both nude, his skin against mine, feeling his body temperature while my fingertips were stroking every inch of him and my lips were pressed  to his neck. The fact that I could feel his fingers  around my inner thigh, drove me crazy. Finally and for the first time he made me his own, I could feel him and I could feel also the pleasure invading my body. Every time he breathed  on my ear I had  shivers, feeling his warm breath against my skin. I felt complete, full of him and I loved it. No one had never made love to me like he did.

After our special moment, we were both in silence, my hand began stroking his bare torso and he did the same with my back, till we felt asleep. When I woke up it was 8am and I felt so tired. I took a shower while Ed was still sleeping. I took a moment to stare at him now that he was sleeping. But…what was going to happen next? I didn’t know if we were together, if that had been just one night.