pretty brown eyes~ EDDIE MUNSON.

breakfast.

I woke up the next morning, remembering everything that happened last night. i smiled to myself and turned around to look at eddie. expect he was gone. i got up and out of bed only to realize i slept in jeans, "guess i was really tired" i thought. I walked over to eddie's closet and grabbed one of his band t-shirts. I replaced my current shirt with his and slid off my jeans, since the shirt was big on me.. it went all the way to my knees. I looked at myself and smiled. Then i walked out of his room. "ed's!" "eddie are you here?" i kind of yelled. i breathed in as a smelt something cooking. I walked into the kitchen and saw Eddie standing at the stove with a pan, he looked slightly confused. I stood next to the fridge and stared at him, smiling. I think he finally figured out i was behind him and he turned around "oh, goodmorning sweetheart." eddie said- holding his hand out. i walked closer and grabbed his hand, he pulled my right next to him. "goodmorning handsome" i smiled, pecking him on the cheek. i looked in the pan and saw eggs. I clasped my hands together. "eggs! my favorite." i smiled. He looked down at me and smiled aswell. "yea im trying to figure out how to make them-" he stopped- signing through his teeth. "but i have quite gotten it perfect yet." he said laughing, i laughed too. He looked down at my shirt- well.. his shirt. "you look too good in my clothes" eddie said, still staring. i looked down slightly, i didn't want eddie to see how red i was. "mm somebody's blushing like none other." he whispered. i covered my face with my hands and nodded slightly. he laughed at went back to cooking. I turned around and sat down at the table, fidgeting with my fingers. after about five minutes, eddie came over and placed the plates onto the table- mine having a larger portion of eggs on it then his did. he put a fork down next to me and sat down. "go ahead, eat." he said smiling. I picked up my fork- getting some heads on it and stuck it in my mouth. ew. i loved eddie, but jesus he couldn't cook. i forced myself to swallow the eggs, making a face. "what? you don't like them." he said. i giggled and motioned for him to try some of it. he placed his fork onto a big piece of egg and put it in his mouth, getting one chew and then instantly spitting it out. "oh god! i can't cook at all". he said laughing, slightly embarrassed. "they where just slightly over cooked and i'm guessing you didn't put any seasoning?" i asked, laughing aswell. "your supposed.. to season it?" eddie mumbled softly. I got up and walked over to him, sitting on his lap. "yes darling, you have to season it." i said, kissing his cheek. he looked at me and pushed his plate of eggs away. he pulled my face really close to his. i stopped breathing for a second. he kissed me gently. "how about you go get dressed, and i take you on a breakfast date hm?" he whispered into my ear. i gripped into his shoulders and slightly adjusted how i was sitting and nodded. i moved off his lap and walked to his room. i grabbed my jeans from yesterday off of the floor and slipped them on. then i took my hair tie  and tied his shirt up. so it fit a bit better. I walked over to the bed and sat down, slipping on my shoes. I got back up and looked in the mirror.. running my hands through my hair. I smiled at myself and walked out of his room. "ed's i'm done you can go check now!" i said, walking down the hallway. i made it into the kitchen and looked at him. He looked me up and down then walked to his room. he came back out with black jeans, an all black hellfire shirt.., and a red plaid flannel with his regular shoes. "ready to go sweetie?"he said, grabbing his van keys off of the counter. "of course." i said smiling. We walked out of his trailer and got into his van, i had no clue where he was taking me.. but i sure was excited.
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ARRIVING..
we pulled up to waffle house, my face lit up as i saw the building. i looked at him and began clapping my hands. "i knew you would get all excited" he said, smiling. he got out of the car and rushed to my side. he opened my door and helped me out of his van. "thanks." i said with a smile. "of course m'lady." he said, grabbing my hand and holding it., leading me into the restaurant . he opened the door for me and i walked inside, smelling the warm food cooking in the back. I looked around the restaurant as a woman approached us. "hello! just take a seat wherever you want." she said with a huge smile. I nodded and lead eddie to one of the tables. we sat down on opposite sides and i started flipping through the menu. one thing i didn't know is that he wasn't looking at his menu .He was admiring me. i looked up and caught him staring "what you looking at ed's?" i snickered. "you." he said smiling. I smiled aswell and looked back down at my menu. "can we share? i'm not that hungry after your eggs."
i laughed. he laughed aswell and agreed. "how does strawberrry pancakes sound?" he said. "oh my gosh yes! my mom used to make those all the time." i said smiling. "alright then, strawberry pancakes it is." he said, shutting his menu and grabbing mine. putting them at the end of our table . The waitress came by, "so what would you guys like to drink?" "oh orange juice is fine with me." i said. she wrote it down and looked at eddie "and for you?" "orange juice." he said. "okay and what to eat?" "just a plate of strawberry pancakes." eddie said, while nodding. the waitress wrote all of it down and left. eddie held his hands out of the table, i smiled and grabbed them. he looked at my eyes. "you have such beautiful brown eyes." he said to me. I blushed slightly "you do too ed's." . the waitress came over with our drinks and pancakes "thank you" i said, she smiled and walked away, going to attended a differnet table. I picked up my fork but looked at the plate confused. how was i gonna eat it- do i just pick the whole thing up with my fork? i asked myself. eddie looked at me, he could tell i was confused. he took the two smaller plates at the end of our table and picked up one of the pancakes, putting it on the smaller plate. he grabbed a knife and began cutting it into smaller pieces. he got done cutting it and handed the plate to me. i smiled and took the plate from him. "thanks." i mumbled. "no problem sweetheart." he said as i began eating .  he took one of the pancakes off the bigger plate and crammed it into his mouth, "mm. these are way better then my eggs. he laughed, i laughed aswell and nodded in agreement.