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Sitting down on his bed with her back to him for a second, Trish swallowed again as her dry throat resisted the effort to clear the lump. Then she shifted around to face Ed, one hand touching his knee while the other rested over her legs. "I know you asked me for time, and I told you I could give you that much," her eyes shifted between his before she averted them to her hand on his leg, attempting to force herself to be bold about this. "Ed, I can't go on any longer like this. You're right. I do need to be with you all the time. Until recently, I didn't think that was a problem and well-" She took a deep breath in before forcing herself to look at him again. It was truly something that her throat was so dry, yet her eyes couldn't manage to refrain from that glassy appearance they'd taken so often as of late since the waterworks threatened at every given opportunity upon Ed's self-dismissal from her life. "You said I could be with Sirius, and I thank you for trusting me, but when I got that letter, and before it for that matter, all I've been thinking about is you. I don't understand what I've done, Ed, but I want to learn so I can try to be better. Nothing, absolutely nothing, is worth the torture of being apart from you." Trish shifted her eyes between both of his before continuing on that train of thought. "As thoughtful as that scene upstairs was, I don't want to be with Sirius."
That look on Ed's face coupled with her own insecurities cut like a knife, and Trish could no longer take it. She removed her hand from his leg in order to do something a bit more daring, something a bit more along the lines of normal for the two best mates. Shifting her body so that she could sit with her back toward the head of the bed like Ed's, Trish finally, hesitatingly rested her head against his shoulder. The arm that wasn't pinned against her and Ed crossed over Trish in order for her to rest her hand on his chest as she closed her eyes briefly. Worst case scenario, he could push her away or up and walk away himself. She had to try for it all the same though. Merlin only knew how she needed it. Though that reminder she from Ed that she needed him more than he needed her still stung like none other, she had to indulge herself this once. Selfish as it was, she had to try to get him to let her be, well, Trish with him. "I know you don't need me to fix things all the time," she began in a softer voice, a near whisper as she shifted her head up to look at him while she rested against his body slightly. "But I would give anything if you'd just let me try once more. I miss us. I miss you, Ed."