Hey that's Beverly ^
Beverly's POV:
Today was the day. My first full album was being released today, and I was in full blown adrenaline mode. I was going on three radio stations, doing shows at two of them, and doing a final show in London to top it all off. It had been four months since Ed and I had started to conquer my songs one by one, but the process was one of the best things that has ever happened to me, by far.
Making my music into one big Playlist for anyone to listen to was a difficult task. I had written about 46 possible songs to be put on the record, but we decided that 13 would suffice. Many of the studio hours were spent with just Ed and I sitting in chairs, tea in our hands, and the songs in our head. We both contemplated which ones deserved to be heard then recorded them fully.
Some days were harder than others, that was a given. Not every day could be as exciting as the day you hear that you can make a full album or the first day of recording. But we made it through. The last day was my absolute favorite. I came into the studio to Ed sitting with headphones on nodding his head, not realizing that I had come in. Without thinking, I walked up behind him, pulled off the head phones and replaced them with my chin on top of his head. "It's the last day," I said plainly. It had finally hit me that there was nothing left to do other than listen to the whole thing.
He laughed and I lifted my head, allowing him to spin around and stand up. "Are you ready to listen?" he asked, motioning toward the small couch that we had spent hours on within the past few months.
"I dont think I want it to be over," I said, sitting down and crossing my legs.
He sat and mimicked me with his position. "It's not over, just starting actually. In a few months you'll be releasing and then touring. This is just the first step forward."
I new he was right. He always was. The wisdom that he had seemed to spill from him on a constant basis even though he was only 24. I was flashed a smile that could warm even the coldest of hearts to melting and with the press of a button, we sat back and listened to the whole album.
I didn't remember that Ed and I had recorded a song together until the minute that I was listening to it. "Ed! How did I forget this?" I said over the music.
"How do you do anything you do, Beverly?" he laughed.
I shrugged and started singing along. There reached a certain point it the song where I had ended a verse with a laugh which caused me to start laughing mid-sing.
Ed looked over and looked confused, but still so happy as he sang his corresponding part. "What are you laughing at" he yelled above the music.
"I was laughing in the recording cause that's when I watched you spill coffee on yourself," I barely said, fighting to gain my breath back from laughing so hard.
We ended our sing along standing on the couch and singing to each other and dancing along. After the last notes rang out, the only sound left in the room was that of our chests heaving to calm our breaths down. I raised my hand for Ed to high five it, and collapsed onto the couch when he did.
I moved my legs over so he could do the same. "That was the most fun I've had in so long," I let out even though air was coming too short for my lungs.
"Me too," he said, also short of breath. "People are going to want to hear that live."
I sat and thought about all the performances and tours that were about to happen in the following months. "I have an idea, but it's kinda mental," I said while sitting up to look at him. He struggled to sit up due to his tired state, so simply his head propped up. "Let's tour together."
A look of suprise washed over his face, and I regretted saying what I did immediately."I'm sorry, nevermind, that was so abrupt. I shouldn't have..." I trailed off into a mumble and sat back, staring at the ceiling and mentally small king myself. He was a huge artist, and I had just asked him if he wanted to tour. That's not how those things worked. I knew better than that.
"I would sit up, but I'm still dying over here. I'll tell Stuart to set it all up. He and Rosie can meet up and discuss it once the album is released. Let's get there first."
I sat up again, "Are being serious with me right now, Teddy?"
Finally sitting up, he looked right at me. "Of course, you're one of my best friends. Let's just get this thing out first." He wouldn't stop smiling and it was driving me insane. If it was possible to physically explode, I would have.
"Wicked," I said and laid back down with a spinning head. "You're one of my best friends too."
"Hey,Bev," Ed's voice snapped me from my daydreaming and looking out the van window.
"Sorry," I looked over to him and was faced with a camera. "Ed, stop! Where did you even get that?" I asked, trying to swat it away.
He giggled and moved it out of my reach, "Murray lent it to me," pointing it back to me, "Here we have classic Beverly, staring out the window being all deep and such." I rolled my eyes at him. "What is today Beverly?"
I turned to face him, another rush of excitement running through me. I crossed my legs and sat Indian style, "I release my album today," I smiled.
"Annddd," he pressed.
"And I have a lot of shows to do. It's all really exciting. I'm getting a little nervous though."
"Exhilarating innit?"
"Extremely."
"Anything to say to everyone?"
"Um, I love you guys. Thank you, and I hope to see a lot of you there. Stay beautiful," I blew the camera a quick kiss and a small wave.
"Bye, Bev," Ed added at the end. I waved and grabbed my water. He shut the camera lense and smiled, "They're gonna love that."
"Yeah well I don't love the camera in my face," I said, glaring at him.
"Oh, love. You better get used to it. At this rate, you're going to have to fight for your privacy like it's your life."
"That's encouraging," I huffed.
"You make a choice."
"I know," there was silence for a few moments. "Thanks for coming with me. It helps."
"Anything for Beverly," he laughed and pulled out his phone.
I smiled and let the butterflies that swarmed in my stomach lull me back into a daydream as I watched the city rush by.
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I had done it. All three shows, the interviews, and the album was out.
Every place we had arrived there were lines of fans. I didn't even know how many people actually listened to my music. Many of them wanted pictures, and I was so beyond happy to take as many as they wanted. My fans came first. I promised that.
After all was said and done at the end of the day, I sat in my dressing room. We had had a huge celebration with the whole crew and Rosie had made a cake for me. The whole night was incredible, but I was exhausted.
I heard a knock at my door as I laid on the big chair in my room. It was the only thing saving me from the tired but adrenaline filled state I was in. I let it completely consume me.
"Hey, it's me." I could tell it was Ed even with the muffled sound.
I groaned and didn't move, "It's open." The door swung open to reveal the messy ginger. He sat down on the floor in front of me and drummed at my knees that were tucked in as I curled up in the chair.
"So," he said excitedly, "How do you feel?"
I looked down at him, "How do I look?" he gave me a once over.
"Fantastic," he smiled, "Now let me take you out for a drink."
"Ed,Im tired."
"Im buying," he said through a cheeky smile.
I contemplated the choices. "Dammit. Fine." He gave my legs a final drum and stood up.
"Come on grandma," he offered me his hand to stand up.
Getting up with a groan, I defended myself, "I'm two years younger than you."
"You act like you're 40 years older," he laughed and I smacked his arm.
"You better get me really drunk then before I die on you."
"Pleasure is all mine."
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What's up with my favorite people? I hope you liked this chapter. I think I'm going to kill you with the next one, so be prepared. This chapter is for _Give_Me_Ed_ cause it's only a month or so until we are probably meeting, and I'm just jfjfjjdkksbdbfjfjfhfbd. Also, my mom, Sheerans_Wife is killing it with her chapters lately, so go read them innit. Love you, stay beautiful x :) ❤