loverboy - eddie munson

chapter 12 - oh boy

TW: strong language and slight mentions of smut
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I pulled into Robins empty driveway, her parents were always out and she always had the house to herself when she wasn't working.

I got out of my car and walked up to her doorstep, knocking on her door. I wait a minute before she opens the door.

"Robin I have some serious drama for you."

"Ooo!" She smiled as she let me in, me walking to her room.

I entered Robins room, with her behind me. She has record vinyls hanging up on her wall, and many band posters, along with clothes sprawled out on her floor, and makeup all on her dresser.

She flopped on her bed as I flopped next to her.

"I look like shit today." I blurted out.

"No you don't y/n, why would you say such a thing?" She looked at me.

"Because I can't get over Patrick. He cheated on me at the party I was all dressed up for."

Robin sat up on the bed and glared at me.

"Okay, explain everything!" She scolded in confusion.

"Yesterday, the day that I came to talk to you at work and first told you about Patrick was the same day of the party. Later that night, I took a shot or two and saw Eddie there, when he pointed out Patrick going up the stairs with some girl."

She sat still, still glaring at me, making faces at some parts of the story.

"Then I caught him, and ended things with him on the spot. So today, I went to a special spot where I thought I could be alone, but saw Eddie, and he cheered me up mostly, and now he's going to help me piss of Patrick at another party for the basketball team and cheerleaders."

"Holy shit y/n, there's no way your life is that dramatic." I nodded at Robin's comment.

"That is seriously crazy...all in a day! how do you feel?" She asked.

"Honestly still like shit. I can be happy for a moment before going back to nothing." I threw my head back, staring at her ceiling.

"Or maybe Eddie just makes you happy." Robin smiled as she flipped back down, staring at me.

"Oh shut up! There is nothing about Eddie but his humor okay? He's a freak!" I giggled.

"No, he's a freak to your ex. But to you..." Robin smirked at me.

"Okay, so he's a close friend!" I sat up.

"y/n, are you a virgin?" She asked as I looked at her in shock.

"Why are you asking me that?"

"Your going to a party with a dude who obviously likes you."

"Ew! Gross Robin!" She started giggling.

"Nothing will happen there. He's just going to get me a drink and hopefully Patrick notices." I smile.

Robin rolls her eyes before giving me a weird look.

"So your just using him to get over Patrick?" She asked.

I nodded as I got up and off her bed, pacing around her room.

"You look stressed." Robin mentions, staring at me.

"Yeah...well now you got me thinking this isn't a great idea."

"y/n, I'm just poking fun. Do what you feel you need to do to get over that jerk!" She raised her arms up slightly, talking with her hands.

"Yeah I hear you but, I just don't know Robin. I'm having second thoughts."

"Listen, just go with your original plan. Trust me, it's good." She smiled before pointing at her clock.

It flashed 8:00 P.M. Robins parents were going to be home soon, and I wanted to get home as soon as I could.

I made a weird face before saying bye to Robin and rushing out of her house. I hopped into my car and sped home.

When I arrived, I walked in the door and straight to my room to see my brother Dustin sitting on my bed, waiting for me.

"Hello y/n." He said.

"Ew, what do you want?"

"Is there something you want to tell me?" He pointed at himself as I shook my head and smiled an innocent smile.

"Why the fuck is Eddie talking about canceling our campaign on Saturday to bring you to a party?"

"Hm. I don't know Dusty Bun...maybe because I need something from him?" Dustin's face fell flat at my comment.

"y/n, don't hook up with my dungeon master!" He scolded me.

"Ew Dustin! Your disgusting, you don't get it obviously...I need Eddies help to piss someone off he's just getting me a drink okay? I'm not gonna fuck him." I rambled.

"Yeah sure y/n, just so you know, I know what he did for your birthday, and that tattoo he got you!"

I looked Dustin straight into eyes before pointing my head towards the door.

"That's none of your business...I'm 18 now! Now get the fuck out of my room!"

Dustin walked out, pointing his two fingers from his eyes to mine, glaring at me the whole time walking to his room.

I slam the door shut, and went straight to bed, imagining the things that could happen at the party.