Chapter 3: Missed days

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(Heather's pov)

   ~the day after Steve's party

   I hadn't thought about last night that much. I never realized Eddie much before that fight at school. Waking up today with a hangover wasn't fun either, I ran to the bathroom and threw up. I wiped my mouth and sat on the floor leaning against the tub.

   I don't remember the party. I didn't even drink that much. How did I end up back at my house?

   I stood up and brushed my teeth, making sure I scrubbed my tongue before heading downstairs to make myself breakfast, which was an English muffin toasted with butter and some fruit from the fridge. I went back upstairs to my room to find Eddie, conveniently sitting on my bed. The drapes to the windows were flowing in the wind, letting a chill breeze through the room. I closed the door quickly behind me and sat my food down on the dresser.

   "What the hell are you doing in my room?"

   "Well someone is a little grumpy this morning, sleep well sweetheart?" Eddie walked over towards me and pushed my hair behind my ear, he let his hand linger there for a while before putting it down to his side. I felt the cold of his rings touching my face.

   "I slept fine, thank you. Did you take me home last night?" I took a step towards the dresser and started munching on my English muffin.

   "Yes and no... Jen and I were worried about you, you could barely comprehend sentences, we knew you couldn't bike home so I offered to drive you and Jen back to your place." He smiled.

   "Thank you, but it still doesn't explain the fact you are in my room."

   "Well, you didn't answer the front door so I tried climbing up to your window, and to my humble surprise it was open. So I let myself in. I wanted to check on you, I was worried you wouldn't wake up after last night."

   I didn't think someone could care so much about someone they barely knew.

   "I'll be fine Eddie, you can leave now." Why did I say that? I don't want him to go.

   "I don't think so, you look like a wreck."

   Rude. "Thank you."

   He put his hands up and chuckled nervously, "I didn't mean it like that, I just wanted to help you out because you seem hungover."

   "Maybe I am, but I need to get dressed. I have plans." I didn't have plans, what am I saying?

   "Oh, yeah I can wait outside the door." He walked past me towards my bedroom door, opened it, then closed it.

   In a bit of shock, I stood there for a second. I looked through my clothes and decided on a black tank top and dark colored jeans with Converse shoes. I opened the door to find Eddie leaning against the wall looking at my family photo albums. I took a long while to follow him with my eyes, his messy long hair, his nose, his mouth.

   "You clean up very well." Eddie looked at me from top to bottom, then looked into my eyes, he smiled. His smile was perfect.

   "Yeah, you don't look bad yourself."

   I admired his taste. His leather jacket layered with his jean jacket on top with Dio on the back was to die for. His ripped black jeans hugged his legs perfectly.

   He took my hand and walked me downstairs. Pretty ballsy considering he didn't know if my parents were home, which they weren't. Lucky him.

   "Now those plans you made today are gonna have to be cancelled, I need to show you something." He looked back at me before we reached the front door.

   I remember, last night at the bathroom.

   "Fine, but my friends... They will miss me." I chuckled. I hardly hung out with my friends during the weekend.

   "You can see them another day, this is important." He looked more serious than he was before. I nodded and we walked through the front door, then to his car.

   "I have somewhere special I'd like to take you." Eddie opened my car door and helped me inside and closed the door, then circled the front of the van to let himself in.

A shorter chapter for sure! But I am on a roll 😂 I wanted to give you guys more content. I hope you are enjoying it so far!

What will Eddie show Heather? ;)

Heather never thought of Eddie in this way, what changed?

Much love 💗

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