Party gone wrong...

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You and Eddie hang out non-stop to the point where people think you both are dating. All though you wish that would happen. The little nicknames Eddie gives you makes you feel special. Here's a list of the names he gives you.

- sugar, sweetheart, princess, babylove, lovey.

Anyways, Steve and Jason are throwing a party on Friday, which is tomorrow. Your pretty sure Eddie isn't gonna be there but you needed a break from being home, so you decided to go by yourself.

*the day of the party*

You wore a cropped black Metallica shirt with black jean-shorts and converses. You arrived at Steve's and opened the door and walked in. You went into the kitchen to grab a beer and spotted Eddie taking glances at Chrissy whenever he got the chance to without Jason or Chrissy noticing. You started to drink more and more because you felt hurt that Eddie didn't notice you the way he noticed Chrissy.

You hated Chrissy (sorry if you love her!! This is just for the story) with a passion. Not because of her looks... because of the way she had Eddie wrapped around her finger.

She only talked to Eddie for drugs.

You Continued to dance your life away. You only had 5 beers but you felt the buzz kicking in quicker than it did before. You kept dancing until you felt your vision blur, only for a couple seconds and your vision returned back to normal.

You saw Chrissy flirting with Eddie. "Isn't she with jason?" You thought. then something took you out of your thoughts. It was Jason. Jason bursts through the door making his way to Eddie and Chrissy. Chrissy didn't notice and continued to flirt with Eddie.

Eddie stoped talking to her as jason walked up to the both of them. "Freak leave my girlfriend alone" Jason said as he stared down at Eddie

Chrissy was gonna run off but you caught her in time.

"Where do you think your going sweetheart?" You questioned but before she could answer, you swung at her. You kept throwing punches. Her face was messed up. You were gonna punch her one last time until you felt someone grab you.

"Y/N!!" Eddie yelled as he threw you onto the floor. For once you thought straight. "Did Eddie..MY BEST FRIEND..throw me on the floor to check on Chrissy but not me?" You we're pulled out of your thoughts when you heard Chrissy speak up. "LEAVE ME ALONE YOU FREAK" Chrissy yelled at Eddie. "B-but it's me, Eddie" Eddie spoke and his voice sounded hurt.

"I know what I said..DONT FUCKING TALK TO ME..YOUR A FREAK AND NO ONE WILL EVER LOVE YOU" Chrissy said and hearing those words hurt you..but only hurt Eddie more. Eddie turned to face you. His face said it all, he didn't even have to speak because you already knew by the way he looked at you.

Jason turned Eddie around and knocked the fuck out of him. "STOP" you yelled as you grabbed Eddie. You walked him to your house. Thankfully your parents weren't there so they would question you on anything.

You brought Eddie to your room and helped him change. He was still passed out but you helped him anyways. You put on a pair of pajama pants he left at your house and took his shirt off, since that's how he slept all the time at your house. You took his shoes off and pulled your covers over him.

You grabbed a rag and wet it with warm water and cleaned off the blood on his face. You then took out a piece of paper and wrote Eddie a note leaving it on the nightstand you had next to your bed. "Hey Eddie, when you wake up please come into the living room so we can talk. -love the one and only, Y/n♥︎"

You went into the bathroom and cleaned up. You out on a pair of shorts and Eddie's sweater he gave you when you both first met. You hopped onto the couch and checked the time. It was 3:55 am but you weren't tired so you read a book. You were on chapter 59 when you heard Eddie speak.

*EDDIES POV*
I woke up with a pounding headache. I saw a note on the nightstand next to me but then realized this wasn't my room, before I read the note I checked my surroundings. This isn't my room. It's y/n's. "Shit" I whispered to myself. I opened the note and read it.

I finished reading the note and ran downstairs. By now my headache was gone. I saw y/n reading a book on the couch drinking her cup of coffee. I stood there for a sec admiring her features and what she was wearing. She was wearing some short shorts that showed the bottom of her ass a little, and my sweater. Ive always loved y/n, more than a best friend at that. But I never told her because I didn't know how she felt. So I used Chrissy as an excuse. I walked up to y/n and asked, "y/n what happened?"

*Y/n's Pov*

I explained Eddie everything that happened last night, I talked in my calm soft voice because deep down a part of me was angry with myself and Eddie. I was angry at myself because I forgave Eddie. I loved him way too much to actually leave him. He took in all the info I gave him and he processed everything. "Y/n, I'm so fucking sorry but there's something you should hear, I don't care if you hate me after this but..."

" I loved you since the day I laid eyes on you and I still do, I only used Chrissy as an excuse to hide my feelings for you but deep down I-" you cut Eddie off by smashing your lips against his. You both pulled away and smiled.

"So I'm guessing you forgive me?" Eddie asked. "Of course" you said as he leaned in for another kiss. "I love you y/n" Eddie said and it shook you to your core. "I love you too Eddie" you said as he cried into your arms. "I feel so bad for throwing you under the bus like that..

And the fact you stayed and helped me...you could've left me there, but you didn't" Eddie said as he wiped his tears.

"It's okay Ed's." You said as you rubbed his back. You both sat there embracing this moment. You were playing with his hair. He took your mug and drank all of your coffee. "Thanks" Eddie said as he got up. "Yeah your welcome..if that wasn't my third cup I would've killed you" you said as you laughed. "THRID CUP?!?" Eddie said as he looked at you in shock. He laid back down with you as you fell asleep against his chest.

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