Falling for The Freak (Eddie Munson)

Catching Up

Y/N's POV

Waking up, I felt a little nauseous, but it wasn't too bad. Even with my eyes closed, I felt dizzy with a slight headache coming on to join in on the fun. 

I groaned as I went to stretch, only then did I realized that I was laying on top of someone. That was odd. I don't remember someone being in bed with me when I fell asleep. 

I peeked my eye open to look up at the stranger, who turned out to be no other than Eddie. Confusion settled in as I tried to remember how we got into this situation, but I wasn't trying to think too hard since it hurt my head even more. 

As I looked up at Eddie, I realized he was still asleep. His curly hair was sprawled all over my pillow, mouth slightly open with small snores escaping his lips. He looked like he was really enjoying his sleep. I smiled at this before resting my head in the position it was in when I woke up - flat on his chest. I could hear his heart beating at a steady pace as his chest rose and fell from taking in breaths. I didn't want to move my position, enjoying the feeling of being in his arms, but I knew I had to get ready and brush my teeth before he woke up. I didn't need him smelling my morning breath. 

I quietly slipped myself out of bed, trying with everything not to wake Eddie. I was successful, grinning at my win before going over to my bathroom. I shut the door, leaving a crack only so it wouldn't make a noise, and began my morning routine. I had grabbed my clothes before walking in, meaning I was able to dress while fixing my hair and brushing my teeth. 

As I made my way out, I noticed clothing on my counter. They must belong to Eddie. I grabbed them and went downstairs to wash his clothes. I didn't want him to feel like he had to change back into dirty clothes. At least, they seemed pretty dirty with mud all over his pants and some on his shirt. I wonder what that was from. 

I hummed a song as I threw his clothes in the wash before making my way to the kitchen to make some breakfast, along with taking some pain meds to help my headache. I almost made it into the kitchen, but suddenly tripped over something. 

I made a noise as I hit the ground. I turned my head to the groaning noise that I ended up tripping over to find a boy who looked familiar. 

"Um, who are you and why are you in my house?" I questioned. He sat up and looked over at me while rubbing his eyes. In that moment, I realized the many lumps on the couch and floor of the front living room. 

"Ouch, that hurts a little more than you kicking me in the stomach." I felt bad instantly. I should've remembered his name. "We haven't been properly introduced, so I'll let it slide. I'm Lucas." He reached his hand out to me. I looked quizzical as I shook his hand. 

"(Y/N)." He seemed to know who I was, but I thought I would be nice enough to remind him my name. 

"Yeah, I know who you are." Lucas smirked at me, leaving me even more confused, wanting to ask more, but he just shrugged and turned back over. 

I huff and stand up to finish my journey to the kitchen. I grabbed some of the pills from the cabinet and threw them back with a glass of water as I started a pot of coffee. I thought about what I could make everyone for breakfast, since it seemed like everyone spent the night, and came up with a great idea. I got to work, quietly grabbing the things I needed and getting back to humming. 

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"Wow, it smells amazing in here." I turned to see Robin walk in, tiredly passing me before planting a seat at the dining table where I set out plates for everyone. 

"Hopefully, I made it taste the way it smells." I told her. Robin gave me a tired grin, nodding her head as she rested her eyes once more. I started to grab her a cup of coffee to wake her up, but she stopped me before I could.