The Campaign (Part Two)

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       It didn't take too long for Steve to get back home, Eddie's trailer was only like, 10 minutes away. He jumped out of his car and ran inside, slamming the door behind him, he threw off his shoes and put his keys in a bowl next to the door then started to pace around his living room, hands gripping his extremely crunchy hairsprayed hair.

       ' What the fuck?! WHAT THE FUCK?! What was that? Did he put the blanket on me earlier? He called me fucking sweetheart! What the hell?! Does that freak like me or something?! I- ' He stopped rambling to himself in his head and stopped, his face was bright red, he was blushing and very badly. He ran over to a mirror right by the front door, his face was dark red, it looked like he had gotten a sunburn even.

        He put a hand on the counter and then another on his cheek, ' Why am I blushing so hard.. Even better question, why am I blushing?! ' He took a step back and shook his head, taking a deep breath in and letting it out slowly. " I'll just go get a shower and try to get my mind off of this.." He slowly dragged himself up the steps to his bathroom, grab a towel and wash cloth and got in the shower, rinsing his hair thinking about everything that went on that day. The campaign, Eddie calling him sweetheart, grabbing his wrist and looking into his eyes for what seemed like forever. It was a lot that he NEVER thought would happen, never in his wildest dreams.

      He sighed as he finished up his shower, turning the water off and stepping out into the steamy bathroom. He grabbed his towel from off the counter and wrapped it around his head, shaking it and his head to stop his hair from dripping, then wiped the foggy mirror with it to be able to see and wrapped the towel around his waist to cover his groin. He brushed his teeth and opened the door to the bathroom, shivering as a wave of cold air hit him like a wall. He brushed to his room and got changed into some pajamas and collapsed onto his bed staring at the ceiling. He let out another sigh, remembering that he had to see Eddie tomorrow because he sits with Henderson at lunch with his table after he ditched his own little group of friends, got under the covers and dozed off, thinking about what could happen the next day.

( Time skip to the next morning 😋)

      Steve got jolted awake by the sound of his alarm clock, jumpscaring him into waking up, slamming his hand down on it. He sighed and rubbed his face, remembering he'd have to see Eddie again today. "fuck." He stood up and got changed into his yellow sweater and a pair of black jeans, putting about a gallon of hairspray in his hair before driving himself to school. Pulling up to the school he felt a knot in his stomach, he was really nervous? I mean, he didn't really have a reason to be, nothing bad happened between him and Eddie, just a friendly conversation. 'There's no need to be nervous Harrington, everything's okay.' He kept repeating to himself as he got out of his car and started to walk into school, He almost got all the way to his class until he heard that familiar voice and familiar laugh.

        He thought that if he just laid low, he wouldn't notice him. Clearly it didn't work. "HARRINGTON! WHATS UP DUDE?!" He winced as he turned around to face the older boy yelling at him waving his arms around and running towards him. He thought it was pretty cute how that's how he reacted to seeing him. It made him feel special, in a way. He softly smiled and waved back at Eddie, easing up as the tall man finally caught up to Steve, wrapping his arms around him in a big hug.

       Steve could feel his face automatically go a bright shade of pink, he took a breath in about to sigh, but he got met with the heavy smell of nicotine, weed, and a cheap cologne. "God Munson, those smells should never be combined together" he pulled back and covered his nose in a playful manner. "What? Can't handle some skunk Stevie boy?" He looked at him and stuck out his tongue. ' Stevie boy? What kind of nick name is that! ' He let out a chuckle, "Stevie boy, Really Munson?" Eddie rolled his eyes, "Oh I'm sorry, would you prefer if I called you sweetheart again?" Steve just stopped. He went dead silent, eyes darting in every direction besides for facing Eddie

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