I opened my eyes and glanced over at the alarm clock that had yet to go off. It was 8:30. I rolled over and looked at Ed, he was passed out and there was no waking him up. Since the alarm would be going off in a half hour anyways, I decided to get up and make my boy some breakfast since I was sure he'd be a bit hung over. I made his favorite breakfast with coffee, tea and a glass of orange juice. Just as I was finishing up I heard his alarm start to go off. I put everything on a tray and brought it up to him to have breakfast in bed.
"Good morning, I come bearing gifts," I said with a smile, seeing Teddy's sleepy eyes flutter open. He sat up and wiped the sleep from them. "Good morning, baby," he said. I sat the tray down on his lap and climbed into my side of his bed. "How are you feeling?" I asked. He groaned, "I'm a bit hungover, but I'll be fine after this amazing breakfast. Thank you, you're the best." He gave me a quick kiss on the lips and started digging in. "I'm going to go shower," I said, kissing him again. "Okay, babe. I'll see you in a bit," he replied.
When I got out of the shower, Teddy was no longer in bed. I went downstairs to look for him. "Ed?" I called. "I'm in here!" I heard him call from the room where he keeps his gifts from fans. I walked down the hall and into the room. He was sitting on the floor surrounded by letters and pictures and gifts that had been given to his crew from the night before. "Here, read this, this is why I do what I do," he said handing me a letter:
Ed,
I first discovered you two years ago, you were playing on the radio and I liked the sound of you voice. So I decided to look you up. I can honestly say that day changed my life forever. I had been depressed. I had been depressed for a really long time. I had been fighting to stay alive, because once the depression takes over, it's not really you living. It's your mental illness. That's what happened to me. It took over my body. I couldn't function. I couldn't get out of bed. I couldn't do anything. But I'd turn you on and suddenly my heart would heart less. It's like you were there, you felt my pain and you wanted to help get me out of it. Everyday since you have been there. For that, I am forever grateful. Thank you for being there for me, though it may not have been physically, it still feels the same. I love you. Also, let me just say how proud I am to be attending a SOLD OUT show at Wembley. Amazing. You are amazing. I hope you like the drawing I did of you! If you could tweet me or something and let me know you got them it'd be so cool. sheeranator3000
Love, Laura
"I'm going to tweet her and see if she wants to come to the show tonight and meet me," Ed said, with a smile. "You really are incredible, did you know that?" I said, kissing his cheek. "KELS. I HAVE AN IDEA," He said, his face lighting up brighter with every word. "What's your idea, babe?" I asked. "Okay, so they all get there early to line up. We should pick 50 fans to come and meet me before the show. Maybe do a couple acoustic songs, yeah?" He was so excited. "Yeah, I think that sounds cool. Can you make that happen?" I asked. He started calling someone, "Stu, I have this idea." He went over the idea with his tour manager and got the go ahead. So he went upstairs to quickly get ready so the plan would all work out. When he was ready, the car was waiting for us. He could barely sit still on the car ride to Wembley.
When we got there we went over the plan. "Okay, Kels, this is how it's going to go if you'll help…" he started. I smiled, "Of course, I'll help." He smiled back, "Okay, cool. So, we have this bag of 50 wristbands. You're going to walk the line and pick out 50 random fans and ask them if they'd like the chance to meet me. If they say yes, then you give them a wristband and tell them to meet us at the door at 4 PM. Kevin will come with you to be your body guard so you aren't swarmed or hurt, okay?" I was super excited, "Yeah, sounds good."
At about 2:30 I went outside to start handing out wristbands. You could tell who the biggest fans were by the way they were dressed or acting. You could really tell when I handed them a wristband and told them where to meet. They were all so excited. I got done handing out wristbands at about 3 PM. When I did, I got the message that Laura had arrived and I was to escort her back to Ed's dressing room. She was waiting by the front door. She was about my height with long brown hair. She had bright green eyes and freckles. She had to be about 17. "Laura?" I asked when I approached her. She turned, confused, "Yeah?" I smiled and offered her my hand, "Hi, I'm Kelsey. I'm here to escort you backstage." She lit up, you could tell she was feeling like this was all a dream. "Okay, cool." We walked down a long hallway that seemed to be never ending to his dressing room.
When we got to the door she stopped and her mouth dropped. She started to tear up. I looked at her and smiled, "are you ready?" She took and deep breath and nodded and I opened the door. Ed was standing there smiling with a huge bag of gifts for her sitting at his feet. He saw that she was crying and he wrapped her in his arms. "Did Kelsey pinch you?" He asked, trying to make her laugh. She giggled into his chest and shook her head. "No, she's so sweet actually," she replied. He whispered something to her but I couldn't quite get it. "Really?" I heard her say back. Ed laughed, "Yes, but shhhh." The pulled apart from their hug. "Here, come sit." They went and sat down on the couch. "You have me all to yourself for an hour. I have some things for you then we can tour the stadium or just talk or I can sing you a couple songs, basically, whatever you want to do, yeah?" He said. Her face lit up, "I can't even believe this is real life." I sat down across from them and watched as she opened her gifts.
Ed got her one of each of the items in his merch store, a couple pieces of jewelry that his mom makes, one of his flannels that smelled of his cologne, a journal with a few pages written to her inside, an iPad with playlists for every mood imaginable, some photos of Ed and a couple videos of him talking to her, he also threw in a few guitar picks and an autographed setlist. She started sobbing, "thank you so much. You didn't have to do any of this but I'm so appreciative of every ounce of it. You are so amazing." He hugged her, "You are so welcome. You gave me the pleasure of knowing that I saved a life. You gave me your life. You give me all your love and support and I wanted to give back to you. I also hope you will watch the show from side stage. Kelsey will be there, too." She looked at me and smiled, "Yes, that would be so awesome." She decided to have him sing her, "Little bird," and, "Cold coffee," which are her favorite songs. Then they went and walked the venue alone to talk.
While they were talking, Murray and I prepared the room for the meet and greet. We set up a stool for Ed to sit on and a guitar stand with his guitar. We started to bring kids in as we waited for Ed and Laura to get back. Right on time, they walked into the room. Laura came and sat next to me while Ed was singing and talking to fans. While he was meeting fans Laura and I talked. "Kelsey?" She said. I looked at her and gave her a smile, "Yes, love?" She looked at me, serious, "Don't hurt him okay? He's our boy and we love him. We've seen him hurt. We've seen him through good times and bad. We don't want to see him hurt. You have gold, Kels. Don't forget that okay?" The amount his fans loved him was so much to compete with. "I promise you that I will never ever intentionally hurt him. I am in this for the long haul. He means just as much to me as he does to you guys. Trust me, I know I have gold. He is something I wouldn't trade the world for. I promise to keep him safe and love him unconditionally," I promised. She smiled, "Also, make sure it doesn't go to his head and that he doesn't turn into a douchebag. Keep him buying legos and drinks loads of beer, alright?" We both laughed, "I won't let him turn into a douchebag. You have my word."
When the meet and greet was over and everyone was cleared out and seated, Ed, Laura and I walked to the stage. Ed gave me a kiss before he walked onto stage. "Good luck, baby," I said. He smiled, "Have fun, my loves." He hugged Laura then walked onto the stage. Laura and I sang together and fangirled over how hot my boy looked while performing. We even took a few selfies together and exchanged social media. My social media hadn't really been made public yet, but I knew it was about to. I was okay with it. I loved his fans, they were now a part of me. Ed came off stage and while he showered I hung out with Laura for a bit longer. "Do you have tumblr?" She asked. I smiled, "Doesn't everyone?" We exchanged URLs. She had an Ed blog, even. That opened my eyes to the whole tumblr fandom, where I was basically famous already. They called me, "mystery girl." Which I thought was hysterical. Ed got out of the shower and found us laughing at posts about him and our relationship, on the couch. "Do I even want to know?" He asked. We looked at each other and laughed harder, "probably not."
We walked Laura to her car before heading home. "Thank you for everything," she said, hugging me, then Teddy. "Stay strong, okay? Keep fighting. You're doing great," Ed said. She smiled, "I will. I promise." He made her pinky swear. "I love you, Laura. I'll be checking on you," He said. She rolled her eyes, "I love you too."
Ed and I walked back into the venue, hand in hand. "It was a good day. It was a good show," he said, with a huge grin spread across his face. "Yeah, it was," I said, smiling back at him. "I think I want to make this a tradition," he said. "What?" I asked. "Meeting random fans before the show," He explained. I smiled, "That'd be cool. They'd love that." He smiled back, "They would, wouldn't they?"