We packed our things, and headed to our train. Neither of us were excited for the next part of this adventure. We both desperately wanted to stay in London. We found an unexpected love for the place...or the people rather. It was a long ride to Ireland, and my iPod died half way through. I was stuck listening to the radio that was playing. A familiar voice started singing to me...it was Ed. My stomach was swarmed with butterflies. As if I didn't miss him enough. I decided to shoot him a text.
Me: You're playing on the train, miss you so much already...
Ed: I miss you too... :( Come back.
Me: We'll see where life takes us, love.
I wanted life to take me back, back into his arms. Back to his bed. I wanted to feel his kissing, sending a shiver down my spine. I wanted to taste his lips. I wanted to breathe in his musky scent.
...
We spent the first four days in Ireland doing our sightseeing. I would look at the door of every pub, waiting for him to walk in. He never did. On our last night in Ireland, we decided to try a different pub. I hadn't talked to Ed since we had arrived. He didn't even know we were still here so I know this was a pure moment of serendipity. I walked into the pub to see this tall, beautiful, ginger man on stage with his guitar. When he first saw me, he double taked. I could tell by the look in his piercing blue eyes, that he wanted to run to me. However, he couldn't since he was mid set. He sort of rushed through the rest of his song. Before I knew it, he was picking me up, a grin plastered across his face. He kissed me like he hadn't seen me in years. "Whatever's meant to be will work out perfectly, right?" He whispered, between kisses. I smiled. "I never knew it was possible to miss someone so much," he continued. After about five minutes, he finally put me down.
We made our way to the bar, where we had a Jager bomb to start our nights. Murray had been with him, since they always travel together. Him and Jade were off together already, probably back in our hotel room. Sure enough, Ed received a text, "Kels, don't go back to your room, it might be a wee bit awkward." I laughed and kissed him, "Did you know I was here?" He shook his head, "I had no idea. I thought for sure you would have moved on to another city by now." I smiled, "Tonight's our last night here. How long will you be here for?" I asked. He thought for a moment, "Tonight's our last night too. We have a show in France tomorrow night, then back to London." I shook my head in disbelief, "No way! France is our next stop. Then we weren't sure where we were going, but I think we do now." He smiled, big, "Are you coming back to London?!" He was so excited. "I'm thinking so, I can't say goodbye again," I said kissing him.
Something was struck in him during that kiss. "Do you want to get out of here?" He asked. It was like deja vu of my last night in London. "Sure," I said with a smile.
...
We got back to his hotel room, and he took off his shoes then shut the door behind him. He switched on the TV, then laid in the bed. He patted next to him, insinuating for me to join. I smiled, and slid off my heels. I was sick of the dress I was wearing, so I decided to un-do the zipper, and slide it off, revealing my black lace bra and underwear set. Ed glanced up, tried not to stare and swallowed hard. I made my way to the bed, crawling in next to him. He tried to focus on the TV but couldn't. I teased him with little kisses on any part of his body that was exposed. I was ready, I longed for his touch. I needed to feel him on me.
I kissed his lips lightly, slightly pull at his bottom lip with my teeth. "This isn't fair..." He whispered. I smirked at him, then stradled his lap. He rested his hands on my exposed thighs. I kissed him, hard. He started trailing his soft lips down my jaw line, onto my neck, then collar bone. He looked up at me, looking for approval before moving to my breasts. He lightly kissed them, causing me to let out a little moan. I could feel him growing beneath me. I pulled his shirt over his head, then started searching for his belt buckle. He shed him pants, leaving him in only his boxers. "Are you sure?" He asked, before we went any further. I nodded, "I need you." He unclasped my bra, and started kissing along my breasts lightly. He moved down my stomach, tugging at my waist band with his teeth. He laid me flat on my back, and removed my underwear. I had never wanted someone this bad in all my life.
He kissed my hipbones, passionately. He then kissed between my lips, causing me to moan and say his name. He then slid off his boxers and on a condom. He adjusted himself and slid in me, causing me to gasp loudly. We made love slowly, passionately. Our hips thrusting together, to a rhythm. As we were making love, he asked, "make me a promise?" My face fell into his chest, "anything." I wasn't sure if I said this just because I was in the moment, or if I would really do anything for him. "Don't leave me again. Stay with me, always," he whispered. As he said this, we both hit out climax, making me scream. "Always," I replied. He kissed me hard, then was about to remove himself from me. "No...stay," I whispered. I liked the feeling, it was like my missing puzzle piece. I was comfortable for once. We laid like that, tangled up in eachother for an hour, until I had to pee. I got up, went to the bathroom, then slide one of Ed's flannels over my body. He smiled, "You are so beautiful."
I laid back down next to him, and kissed him. I was so incredibly happy and lucky. Lucky to be a part of such an amazing human being.
...
We decided to continue our journey together, and road with the boys to France. We explored for the day, until the show. We kissed under the eiffel tour, and I swear in that moment I fell in love with a red-headed boy from Sullfolk. "I am so lucky," he said, kissing me under the stars. I smiled, "I'm the lucky one." We walked hand-in-hand to the venue, where he played his heart out. By now, I knew almost all the lyrics to the songs he was playing. They were forever ringing in my head.
I couldn't wait to arrive back in London and spend hours in his flat or at the pub. Soaking in him, all his quirks and edges. We were back in London before I knew it, and I couldn't be happier. He spent hours working on his music, while I watched TV, but I didn't mind. His presence was everything. Jade spent her days tangled up in Murray. We would both occasionally break free for some tea.
"When do you go back to the states?" Ed asked, one night over dinner. I frowned, "I don't want to think about that baby." He smiled, "I'm only asking because I have to finish my album, I plan on finishing it in the states where my label is." I hadn't even known he was signed...was I oblivious? "Oh...I have to be back at the end of August," I said. It was already the middle of July. He kissed me, "Okay, love."