𝐔𝐍𝐀𝐓𝐓𝐀𝐈𝐍𝐀𝐁𝐋𝐄• eddie munson

𝐅𝐈𝐅𝐓𝐄𝐄𝐍

 ⤷ chapter 015

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"WHAT IN the actual fuck are you doing?" Stephanie whispered harshly after opening her window. It was night time and the girl was in her room lying on her bed. She was playing a David Bowie album as she daydreamed mindless thoughts and scenarios. She had finished her homework after school and was going to go visit Steve at the video store when it started raining, so Stephanie decided to stay inside instead of getting wet.

So, to break it down, she was minding her business when all of a sudden she heard this knocking sound on her window. Stephanie turned her head to see Eddie Munson's grinning face on the other side, wiggling his fingers in a wave.

She immediately ran to the window, which brought them to now with Eddie looking at the girl with an amused expression as Stephanie glared at him.

"I wanted to visit you," The boy tilted his head to the side as he surveyed the interior of the room. "Can I come in?"

"Do I have a choice?"

Eddie smirked, "You always have a choice sweet cheeks."

Stephanie smiled at the nickname, moving out of the way so that he can slide into her room, which he did, very easily.

"The fact that you did that so effortlessly, makes me wonder whether you do this often." Stephanie joked, sitting back down on her bed, sliding up so she was leaning against the headboard. "How many windows have you climbed through?"

"Am I sensing a bit of jealousy?"

Stephanie shook her head, "Nope, just wondering whether you're as much of a delinquent as I initially thought."

"Oh, I'm definitely a delinquent," Eddie shrugged. "But believe it or not, this is my first time."

He sent her a wink, making Stephanie laugh before he began walking around and taking in the decorations around her room. She had pictures on her wall of her and Steve, her wallpaper was a light grey, although there were posters everywhere. He smiled as he saw Black Sabbath, the Runaways and —strangely enough— ABBA, along with a few more. Her bed seemed very different from the rest of the room considering the rest of her furniture was dark stained wood. Her bed frame was painted white, with flowers engraved on her headboard. Then, her comforter was a pink material with yellow polka dots, it seems like she completely redecorated her room since she was a kid but left that untouched.

It oddly suited her though, the dark aspect with a bit of sweetness, it was Stephanie, how she was a hardass at heart but was kind to the people who were kind to her.

"Done analyzing my room?" She asked once Eddie shoved his hands into the pockets of his vest. He turned his head towards her. "Do you always have that damned jacket on?"

Eddie looked down at his attire, which consisted of his usual black jeans and a band t-shirt, accompanied by his leather jacket with a jean vest thrown over it. He then glanced back up, a mischievous glint in his eye, "Why, sweetheart?" He paused, watching as she furrowed her brows at his words. "Wanna take it off me?"

"Dickhead," Stephanie rolled her eyes at his question, throwing a pillow at his head, which he caught before tossing it back at her. He then shrugged off the jacket, much to Stephanie's surprise, the only time she saw him without it was when she was at his trailer and even then, he still had a denim coat on.

Once he took off the jacket, Stephanie immediately blushed, this man was fit. He had on a t-shirt that was loose but she could see the bit of muscle he had, he wasn't too bulky just toned. She also couldn't fail to notice the few tattoos scattered along his arms, she straightened up, "Holy shit, those are awesome!"