loverboy - eddie munson

chapter 4 - birthday girl

TW: strong language and drugs
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"Why can't you just bike there Dustin?" I scoff as I get in the car, starting it.

"Because I don't have time y/n!"

"Fine, but you better get me the best birthday gift I could ever ask for!" I smile.

"Oh shit, I forgot that's in 2 days..." He mutters to himself.

"What did you say?" I ask.

"Nothing!" He smiles at me nervously.

I drive off.

"Wait where am I going?" I ask.

"Max's house, he uh lives near her I can walk from her place."

So, I drive to Max's and stop at her house. Dustin gets out and starts to walk across the street, where a van sits in the dirt driveway.

I see Eddie open the door for him, and he notices me and waves. I wave back before driving home.

When I get home, I just flop on my bed.

"Wake up honey!" I hear my mom say as I open my eyes, I fell asleep.

"What time is it?" I ask.

"y/n it's 7 am and you forgot to pick up your brother last night! Your lucky I was awake!" She scolds me. Fuck.

"Oh shit, I'm sorry." I say as I get up, touching up the makeup I slept in and throwing on a crop top with sweats.

"Hey! Language! Your not 18 yet!" She says as she closes my door, walking away.

I walk out to my kitchen, grabbing my bag and keys, and run out to my car. Dustin's bike is gone, so I'm guessing he biked to school.

I hop in and start my car, driving to school.

I get there and everything's normal, so I just go on with my day. When schools over, I drive home and just sleep. Then, it's the next morning and I wake up to my alarm clock ringing 5:00 AM.

I get up and hit the top of my alarm clock. It was my birthday today. I put on my usual makeup, and add some cute diamond earrings. I did my hair up in a high ponytail, and I wear a small white top with a short black skirt.

I throw over a colored flannel and grab my bag, walking out to the kitchen. I see my favorite, French toast with chocolate covered strawberries.

"Happy birthday!!" Dustin and my mom shout in unison.

I smile and sit, starting to eat.

"Aw, thank you guys!" I say happily.

"Well you 18 now, what are you gonna get?" Dustin asks.

I look between him and mom, shrugging my shoulders as I stuff my face with breakfast.

"y/n I better not ever find any drugs in your room." She gives me a stern look as I nod and smile.

I quickly finish my food and grab my keys as Dustin follows me to the car. I drive off to school, and walk straight to the cafeteria with Dustin. I walk past the hellfire table and feel Eddie's eyes on me.

Dustin sits with the hellfire table as I walk over to Chrissy and Jason. They all start cheering as I walk towards them, Chanting happy birthday to me. I get greeted with a hug by Chrissy, and a side hug from Jason. When suddenly, another basketball player scoops me into his arms, spinning me around. It was Patrick, and he was always flirty with me.

I get down and sit with them, where we had our normal conversations. After lunch was over, I walk out to the hallway where I'm stopped by Eddie and Dustin.

"Hey y/n, I'm super sorry please don't kill me but I'm broke and I couldn't afford a gift!" Dustin says nervously in front of me.

"You mean you forgot?" I laughed.

"Well I didn't!" Eddie says, as he pulls out a small gift bag.

"Dustin couldn't shut up about not knowing what to get you at the campaign yesterday so..."
Eddie smiled.

"Holy shit Eddie you shouldn't have but thank you!"

"Open it later." He says as he walks off with Dustin, who seemed annoyed as fuck.

Eddie was real sweet to get me a gift, especially since I haven't known him for long.

After a few hours, I ran to my car and opened the gift, the smell of cheap cologne and weed lingered from the bag.

Inside, there was a tiny ziploc bag with a bunch of weed in it. Holy shit. I've never smoked before, so I'll definitely have to talk to him about that.

I searched through the bag more and saw a box. I opened it and inside was a beautiful ring. I have no clue how you could get something like this in only a day. It fit my middle finger perfectly. It was a metal ring with a small lightning bolt on it, and looked just like one of Eddie's rings.

I smiled at the view of it on my hand. Inside the bag there was a note. I picked it up and read it.

It said, "dear y/n, I hope you like the ring, and of course I couldn't help but put some weed in there since your legal now, happy birthday! -e" the sloppy handwriting plastered over the note card.

I put everything back in the bag, not wanting to damage anything.

Soon it's the end of the day, and I drive myself and Dustin home. It was honestly a pretty good birthday, and everyone was so sweet. And I couldn't be more grateful for the gift Eddie got me.