Eddie Munson Imagines and One Shots

The Bet

A/N: drug use, swearing and smut warning

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Eddie's POV:

I was sitting at our lunch table with the rest of Hellfire. I was very distracted today, but it wasn't because of a test or bullies. My mind was clouded because of one person in particular.

Y/n l/n.

She was beautiful, stunning, sexy, just about the most amazing girl you could lay your eyes on. She always wore jeans and shirts designed with her favorite movies. She had one visible tattoo on her collarbone of three ravens, lord knows if she has any others I would love to see them one day. She always wore the same jewelry, layered necklaces, bracelets, and rings.

She's as loud as I am, every lunch period I could hear her arguing with her friends over the best creature in ghostbusters, or how she would be the survivor girl against Mrs. Voorhees, one time recently she even went on a long winded rant about how amazing The Goonies was and that her friends were blind to argue with her.

Every time I heard her voice I wanted to tell her she was completely right. That although the stay-puft marshmallow man was huge, the funniest creature was the slimer, that her plan to survive against the murders of Friday the 13th would not only work but would potentially save others before they died, and that secretly everybody loved the goonies and it was in fact just that amazing.

Today she went off about how excited she was for a new movie to come out in the next couple months with David Bowie. When she started speaking I looked down 3 tables where she was, watching her hand movements as she expressed her joy.

"So when are you gonna ask her out?" Gareth had interrupted my thoughts pulling me back into the lunch table I sat at.

"What are you talking about?" I asked passive aggressively and tried to play it off like I wasn't just caught with my hand in the cookie jar.

Gareth and Jeff quietly looked at each other before Dustin interrupted, "Dude you're a chatterbox every lunch period until you hear her start to speak and suddenly she's all you can look at."

"I don't- who are you even talking about, what?" I spit out as my nerves grew.

The rest of the club just looked between each other silently and then back at me, no one really wanting to step on my toes over this except for the curly haired freshman.

"We can all tell you like y/n, Eddie. It's as obvious as a diamond doorknob, so why don't you ask her out or at least try to be friends with her?" Dustin asked.

I rolled my eyes not wanting them to know I'm infatuated with her, to them maybe at most it seemed like a minor crush but in my mind I would dream of what it would be like to love her forever.

Mike then whispered something to Gareth who began to smile like a mad man.

Before I could question them Gareth spoke, "I bet you twenty dollars you won't go ask her on a date right now."

"Guys she's around all her friends I can't-" I tried to weasel out of the offer without denying it.

"So you do like her? You didn't deny it." Dustin interrupted me with a shit eating grin.