So, I'm updating again because ya know...I have a problem with comments and yeah.... Also I've been reading a Jeff The Killer fanfiction. Don't worry, it's not about love. Well it has love but I'm mostly there for the blood. Is something wrong with me? ALTHOUGH THAT BOOKS BLOOD IS SOOOOOO AMAZING!!! P.S. Everytime there's a scene about love (not that kind you perverts) I imagine Ed...

After noticing the time I decided to leave the poor book for a bit. I still didn't know what to do. That's the thing with me. I never know what to do. That's also really weird. I'm weird. Ugh, I have to stop.

I decided to apologize to Ed for the movie thing and went over to his room. I sighed and I was ready to knock at his door but I heard singing. I put my ear on the door to eavesdrop. I know that's bad but I really want to hear the song.

"I'm just a lonely man, escape is good but I can't run, if somebody could see, then they would get me. So leave the alcohol next to me and I'd have a way for escape. No running, no running, no running away now.." I heard him sing that song, and he sounded so sad.

I heard the song of liquid spilling in a glass. Was it alcohol? No, I've never drank before! He's in my body and if he's drinking he's dead! I knocked and he opened after a while. He seemed nervous.

"Uhh, umm, hi?" He asked me.

"What are you drinking?" I asked him. He gulped and it took that as alcohol. I shoved past him and saw 2 alcohol bottles and a halfway drank glass next to them.

"ED WHAT ARE YOU DRINKING!?!" I screamed at him.

"Alcohol." He whispered. .

"WHY!?! YOU'RE IN MY BODY!!!" I screamed at him.

"Sorry." He whispered.

"Ugh, I won't have no more of your stupidity. Stop drinking." I said in an angry tone but then I softened.

"Please." I whispered.

"Okay. But promise me to shave." He said. We both chuckled and laughed a bit. He went to the bathroom and got out with a razor in his hands.

"Uhhh, Ed what are you gonna do with that?" I asked him.

"I'll shave you." He said.

"With a razor?" I asked him.

"Isn't that how people shave? Now stand still." I sighed and nodded, standing still.

I felt foam on my cheeks and 'his' hands started to flatten it around my face. I felt the razor on my left cheek and tried to stand still, although I was deadly scared. He chuckled at me nervousness.

"Stop laughing, you can't even drive a car." I said and he frowned. I tried to keep my laugh and after a while he was done shaving. He dragged me to the bathroom.

"I believe you can wash your face by yourself." He said. I opened the water and washed my face. Then I remembered why I came.

"Look, I'm really sorry about the movie thing. I was avoiding you and I don't know why. I'm sorry." I said. He smiled and nodded. I looked at 'my' shaven face on the mirror and laughed.

"You look so funny shaved. It's cute." I shut up at the last part. Emma what the fuck!?! He chuckled.

"Thanks." He said. I looked at my phone for the time and noticed it was already 6:21

"Shit Ed! Your concert!" I screamed.

"WAT!?!" He screamed. He grabbed his guitar and we started running downstairs where we saw Staurt waiting in the car.

"Come on Ed, we have sound check to do!" He said. I nodded and jumped in the car.

Ed put the guitar on the car storage thing and came to sit next to me. Some other people came and got in thr car with us. I felt uncomfortable being the only girl. Well, I'm actually a 'boy' right now so, yeah.

I kept staring out the window, everything dissapearing as the car drove down the street.

When we arrived I quickly got out of the car and made my way inside.

"Ed, wait up!" I heard Stuart say behind me and I turned around.

"Wait for us and then we can go soundcheck!" He said. I nodded and waited up.

Ed just stood next to me watching all of the crew getting out of the car. We went inside so we could finally do the could check. 

After that, I went backstage with Ed and we both sat on the couch there.

"What am I supposed to do now?" I asked him.

"I usually go out and give autographs and take pictures with fans." I nodded and got up.

"Come."

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I went outside and fans were screaming once they saw me. Ed looked at me and chuckled a bit. I shrugged and went in the crowd. Everyone surounded me and kept screaming.

My ears hurt but I signed the autographs they asked from me and took pictures with them. Then it was time for them to get inside for the show, so I got inside from the back door leading backstage and saw Stuart.

"Hey," He looked around to see no one. "Emma. Come on, once the fans all get inside it's time for your show. Also, 3 fans will come backstage and see you. So keep calm," He said. I smiled at what I was gonna do.

"- and be Ed Sheeran." I said continuing what he said. He made a fake smile.

"Haha, that was so funny," I put a thumbs up and heard fans screaming.

"Time for you to go Emma," I nodded, took 'my' guitar, and went on stage. The fans were screaming like crazy.

"Hello, I'm Ed Sheeran and my job is to entertain you and your job is to be entertained," I said into the microphone and started playing 'I'm A Mess'. Because, ya know, I really am a mess.

After playing more songs it was time for the show to end, so I lifted my guitar up with one hand and bowed a bit.

"Thank you!" I said into the microphone and went backstage. Stuart high-fived me.

I saw Ed sitting on the couch again, looking sad and lonely.

"Umm, Ed?" I went closer to him but he didn't look up. So I sat next to him.
"Are you okay?" He nodded. I'm worried. No, more than worried. He seems sad every time I perform. He misses his old self. Where he performed, had fans, lived his dream. And now I come between and steal his dream.

"I'm so sooo sorry." I whispered. He shrugged and I knew that he's not gonna talk any time soon so I got up and left.

I really mean it when I say I'm worried about him. But I'm also sad for what I've done to him. And I swear to god, if I could change again or do something to help Ed, then hell yeah I would do it! I want to see my friends though. Hug them, talk to then, be with them.

I miss how Ella always would tell me how she felt that her pet talked to her about how much it wanted to kiss me, I miss how Jimmy used to tell me how hot Ella was and that made me chuckle knowing he would only express how he feels to me and not Ella.

And then, Chris. I've been friends with him since kindergarten. He is nice and very funny, and has dated 3 girls tht totally cheated on him by having sssxxx with Ray Neis, yeah the same guy all of 'em, in their houses while Chris burst in and saw them. They all made a promise but none of them kept it. God, these whores. I just hope someday Chris finds someone that loves him, but that is just not me. He's just my friend and nothing more.

I know who I like. I like Ed. A lot. Very much, but I can't call it love because I don't know. Maybe. My heartbeat fastens everytime he talks to me about how stubborn I am and it was funny to me. I wish he could tell me right now.

"Your stubborn." I heard but I knew that's just my imagination. I looked up and saw him telling me it.

"Did I say anything?" I asked him, weirded out.

"No, I just felt like telling you." He said and got up.

"Come on, time to go home." He said. I nodded and we went home. I prayed to god to turn back like before and went to sleep.