Ed smiled and held your hand tightly, trying to fight back the tears. He was exhausted and bored, and hurt and honestly the last thing he wanted is for you to see him crying.

"God life gets rough," He chuckled, rubbing his eyes with his free hand.

He looked down at his boots and leaned his head against yours, he needed someone like you to keep him entertained, and to keep him sane... but most of all to keep him from turning to a total wreck. He needed you.