Ed Sheeran & Luke Gittins - The A Team - 24 March 2023 O2 Arena, London

[@EvaMigliore-zc5lq]

Awwwww so wonderful in so many ways!!! Ed your incredible so thoughtful. Sweet, and gracious !!! His dream came true and you were able to pay it forward!!!! Soooo precious!!!!❤❤❤

[@LukeGittinsMusic]

Thanks so much for sharing. Still can’t believe this happened 🥹🎶 your footage is incredible!

[@kietchhh]

❤❤❤

[@mikeycross4717]

went to college with luke, good mate of mine and he deseved this so much

[@Jasfinsheerio2774]

Wow wonderful performance duet, I loved 😍🤩🧡❤

[@Inflight635]

Brilliant duet 😁.😊

[@alexajane16]

Thanks for sharing!!!

[@Fitriananingrum]

Keren bgttt🤩🤩

[@ivanjonathan4240]

cooll and sounds great!

[@lynnedougherty4633]

😊

[@vanessabennetts1941]

❤ ed sheeran from a huge fan in nz

[@bangdunga]

not even lying this man is my music teacher at my school 💀

[@Fitriananingrum]

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