Everlong - Let Me Call You Sweetheart Part 2

I Wanna Be Sedated

Warnings: drinking, drugs, implied promiscuous behaviour, vampire stuff, biting, blood, arguing, angst, kisses, swearing

Summary: Reader is invited to continue the tour with Unholy Angel, but being on the road isn't everything they dreamed it would be, causing animosity between Reader & Eddie.

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Your phone ringtone wakes you from your sleep. Well, if you could even call it that. Just the same dream over and over, clutching at the old woman's clothing and fading to black.

You groggily reach out for your phone, swipe and put it to your ear, "Hello?" You croak out, your eyes still adjusting to the room.

"Hi Y/N, it's Alex, Unholy Angel's Manager. We were hoping we could meet up this morning…Have a little chat about last night."

You glance in the mirror, and your face looks beat up but nowhere near as swollen.

"Yeah, sure. When and where?" You sit up, rubbing your eyes.

"Presidential suite in about 20 minutes or so?" Alex asks. You can almost hear the uncertainty in their voice.

"Yeah, of course," you punctuate with a yawn and swing your legs over the side of the bed, hunched over, holding the phone to your ear.

"Great, see you then!!" Alex sounds like you just made their day, and it wasn't even 8a.m.

You end the call, put your phone down, and sigh, looking in the mirror. You looked terrible but didn't feel as awful as you looked.

You glance over your shoulder at the empty other side of the bed. You sigh, grab hold of the pillow and squish it to your face, inhaling deeply. It smells of all things, Eddie. You let out a slight happy hum into the cotton.

"Mornin' Rockstar," you hear Eddie laugh from the corner of the room.

Instinctually you throw the pillow (which he catches effortlessly) at the sound before you've even registered it's him and clutch at your chest. You can just about make him out in the dark corner of the room. He is sitting in an armchair, dressed like he's ready to go.

Your heart pounds, and your breathing is all over the place, "Jesus Christ! Are you trying to kill me?" You try to be angry, but his laughter is infectious. "How long have you been sitting there?"

"Most of the night, all this morning," he says with a smile before getting out of his seat, "Someone's gotta make sure you're safe."

He walks over to you and extends a hand to help you stand. You accept it and stand up. Eddie brushes down your pyjamas gently, looking at them as he does so, "Now I've gotta go get something to eat and have a rest myself" he raises his eyes to yours and smiles, "Think you can cope without me for the morning?"

You inhale deeply and smile at his teasing, "I'll just have to try my best, I guess." He runs his finger over your lips and evaporates to mist.

"Tease!" You say into the newly vacant space. You quickly shower, grab some casual clothing from your suitcase, throw on a pair of jeans and a t-shirt, and head up to the suite.

You suddenly feel drained again. A tension creeps over you. Your eyes drift to the mini fridge, and you pull out a vodka miniature and chug it down. Squinting your eyes at the burn, you already feel better than you did minutes ago. You grab your key card and head out.

Waiting at the elevator door, you hear some whispering and giggling. You see some people in Unholy Angel shirts. You smile at them and nod. One of them holds up their phone, "Would you mind?" She asks nervously.