the shape of ed // an ed sheeran love story

7- bad student

I woke up in a dumpster after spiraling at Arby's last night.

I smelled like dead animals and used diapers, but those are my two favorite stenches. I put some rain boots and a duct tape jacket on and ejected my feet wheels. Then I rolled to school.

I skipped all my other classes and went to english. I stepped into his classroom and with me came a cloud of stink. Some kids passed out as soon as soon as they smelled it, the rest of them died instantly and their ghosts all cursed me with a lifetime of bad luck. Ed was still without a nose so he was fine.

I sat down at my desk and impulsively threw my textbook at Ed's head because I was still mad about my knees. He collapsed and had to be escorted to the emergency room. That wasn't part of my plan.

I don't know what came over me but Ed could be dead. I pissed my pants and started crying because right then was when I realized how in love with Ed I really was.