Stand Up And Fight

Chapter 4 - Guilty Pleasure and Start Of A Healing Journey

"Honey I'm home!" Garrett screamed from the front of the apartment as he slammed the door behind him, startling both of them from their intimate moment. Eddie jumped off the bed, immediately pulling at his shirt making sure it covered all areas of detectable arousal. 'Fuck,' Eddie growled inwardly knowing that the t-shirt was not quite, as long as he would have liked. He walked toward the window, facing it as he heard Garrett's footsteps coming down the hall.
"Eddie?" Garrett called again, as he pushed into the bedroom. Eddie nodded to Garrett as he walked toward the bed, all eyes on Y/N. Feeling a tinge of jealousy, he sank into the corner near the window.
"Feeling any better, sickie?" Garrett teased as he sat down with a fragrant sack from McDonalds in one hand next to Y/N on the bed. He reached out to ruffle Y/N's hair while he reached into the food bag for a fry.
"You don't look so bad, what the fuck are you doing passing out on our lead singer? Not a drama queen episode, I hope," Garrett grinned as he shoved a handful of fried into his mouth greedily.
Y/N was still a little flushed and cursing Garrett's timing to hell. "I dunno, really. Must be the virus -Jeff- brought to Eddie's house," she said sarcastically. "And if I don't look too bad it's because Eddie has been taking good care of me," she said resenting the drama queen comment more than she should have.
"Pff ... I guess so; he totally gets brownie points from my end. Cause I know how you can be," Garrett winked toward Eddie then looked back at his friend. "Plus Eddie's no better" he added "Now, don't get all offended, Eddie ... I know how much you wanted to kill Dustin for his comments about Y/N and illnesses. I'm just joking over here, except not about the drama queen remark, that one stands," Garrett smirked as he pulled out a couple of double cheese burgers and eye balled Eddie to say silently 'you want one'?
Eddie shook his head in denial while Garrett shrugged, "More for me," he muttered as he unwrapped his burger and took an enormous bite. "So, we got a ton of work done today, I'm fucking beat. We finished the last four tracks as planned you will be happy to hear, Mr. Slave driver," He said with a mouthful, eyeing Eddie.
"That's good," Y/N said as she took a bite of a cheeseburger, immediately regretting it when she swallowed painfully. "And why am I the slave driver when we're on a schedule from the label?" Eddie asked annoyed. Y/N turned to Eddie and looked at him with big puppy dog eyes. "You haven't eaten anything and I can barely swallow, want some?"
Eddie nearly melted as Y/N looked over at him with her huge eyes; he smiled and shook his head.
"Nah, I'm ok, don't worry about me," Eddie replied. "You sure it doesn't hurt too much to eat that?" Eddie asked quietly as Garrett began to talk over them.
"Because, that's what the label's job is, not yours," Garrett answered Y/N's question. Eddie locked eyes with Y/N over Garrett's head, thinking about the incredible kiss they had shared just moments earlier. 'How can I be falling so hard for this girl already?' This had red flags popping up everywhere, he thought nervously. I'm so headed for heartbreak.
Y/N was almost ignoring Garrett now. "Well you've been worrying about me all day, why can't I return the favour?" she asked. "And yeah, it does hurt," she added, before she turned to Garrett again. "Whatever, dude. I'm sick and I don't need you to come tell me how much I annoy you," she said tiredly.
"You know I love you, Y/N ... this is how I show it, Eddie knows that and so do you" Garrett stated matter of factly as he stuffed his empty wrappers back into the bag. "You gonna eat that? Eddie already said he didn't want any," Garrett asked, eyeing the burger in Y/N's hand. Eddie ignored Garrett as well, holding Y/N's gaze again.
"I'm not saying you can't ... I'm just ... " Eddie stopped, unable to finish his statement as he began to sneeze.
Y/N looked at Eddie with concern written all over her face, knowing she had been the one to give him the virus. She patted the bed for Eddie to come and sit with her as she distractedly gave the burger to Garrett, who turned and said "You too?"
Eddie could not resist the urge to go over and sit next to Y/N as she gestured. "It was just a sneeze, guys," Eddie told them as he gave in and climbed onto the bed next to Y/N. Eddie swallowed against his scratchy throat. 'Wasn't it?' Eddie thought quietly as he smiled at Y/N. It had better be. "Besides, it's too soon for me to pick up something like that anyhow," Eddie reassured them and himself.
"Yeah, you're full of it," Y/N told him with a smile. "But even if that's the case, take this so you won't get as bad as me and have to spend the day stuck here all day," she said handing him the medication she'd been taking herself.
"I'm fine, Y/N, really," Eddie stated, pushing the bottle back toward Y/N's direction. "It really was just a sneeze," Eddie smiled as he cleared his throat, feeling a slight pain with the action. "So what time tomorrow are we on schedule for the studio, Garrett?" He asked Garrett as he finished off the third burger and smashed the wrapper with one hand.
"Ten, I think," Garrett told him thoughtfully as he added the trash to the main bag and crumpled the whole thing. "Alright, Y/N?" Garrett asked, raising an eyebrow at Y/N who was taking a sip of her watered down Gatorade. Y/N nodded, silently.
"Cool. Well, I am ready to get this knocked out. The suspense of not knowing if you guys want me or not, is driving me batty," Y/N confessed as Eddie yawned, and started crawling down under the covers again, successfully pushing Garrett off the bed.
"Off," Y/N squeaked to Garrett as she attempted to get comfortable.
"Alright, Y/L/N, that's enough already, you should be grateful I even stopped by. If I had been an ass, I would have told you to suck it up," Garrett held up a hand as he stood at the bedside.
"Fuck you," Y/N growled in response.
"BUT, no. Not only did I send Harrington over with meds and fluids but I even brought you dinner ... " Garrett persisted.
"Which you ate, you freakin' animal," Eddie interrupted.
"Well, it's the thought that counts," Garrett told him. "You better behave cause Y/N here is gonna take off screaming and running if you show her your dramatic side before we even ask her to join the band," Garrett stated with a snide look on his face. Y/N poked her head out of the blankets to glare at Garrett.
"Get the fuck out dude; I am sick and tired of your shit." Y/N sat up, her face angry and red. She was furious and much to her dismay she was beginning to get dizzy again. She closed her eyes as she felt the room spinning.
"I'm just here to give Eddie a break. God, you are a cranky bitch," Garrett shook his head at Eddie. "How have you done this all day? I would have had the barrel of a pistol in my mouth by now," Garrett gestured at Eddie, showing him a makeshift gun with his hand and a rendition of his head blowing back as he released the trigger.
Eddie glanced over at Y/N to see that she had turned ghostly pale again, her lips completely void of their usual pink luster. "Y/N?" Eddie asked, concerned as he moved toward her.
"See, this is exactly what I am talking about. Fucking drama ... "
"Shut the fuck up," Eddie hissed as he waved his hand at him to shut him up. "Y/N? Can you hear me?" He asked, feeling panicked when she did not immediately respond. "Y/N?" He called again as he cradled the young woman's face in his hands, angling her so that her head fell into his lap. Y/N's eyelids fluttered as she fought consciousness.
"Garrett, do us all a favour and go get me a cold wash cloth," Eddie snapped as he stroked Y/n's hair back from her forehead, her face burning with fever again. Garrett looked at Eddie then at Y/N exasperatedly before rolling his eyes and going after what Eddie asked for. "Just breathe easy, sweetheart, it's gonna be okay," Eddie whispered, kissing her forehead the moment Garrett had left the bedroom. "Come on, baby, stay with me," Eddie said as he watched Y/N's body give in to the fatigue and go limp. She was frighteningly sallow for someone with her small frame, which made the dark circles under her expressive eyes look much worse.
"Here," Garrett handed Eddie a washcloth filled with ice from the kitchen. He looked contrite as he looked down at his supposed best friend. "Is this what happened earlier?" Garrett asked quietly while Eddie nodded.
"I thought I had enough fluids down her, but this fever is a beast man, it just keeps wiping her out," Eddie told him as he cleared his throat. He ignored his own worsening sore throat as he took a small chip of ice and began to run it over Y/N's colourless lips. "Come on, Y/N," Eddie encouraged as he continued to wet Y/N's dry lips, attempting to hydrate her.
"I knew something like this was coming," Garrett told him softly as he watched the singer care for his new friend. "She's been through hell these last few months. God, I feel like shit, I never should have given her such a hard time to come out here," Garrett confided as Eddie placed the cold washcloth now wet from melting ice across Y/N's forehead. Slowly he picked up another ice cube and began to drag it across her lips. "Fucking Scott, I could kill that SOB with my bare hands," Garrett told him, making a fist in anger.
"Its okay, Garrett, don't worry, you didn't know she would respond like this." Eddie smiled at the drummer. "I'm sure she won't hold it against you. She told me a little today," Eddie added as he looked up at Garrett. "It sounded pretty fucking bad," he mused, looking back down Y/N to see her finally stirring around. "Y/N, can you hear me? She needs more fluids," Eddie told Garrett as he took another piece of ice and pressed it to Y/N's mouth, watching it melt immediately against Y/N's hot skin.
"It was horrible," Garrett told him. "She's been so fucking stressed out, trying to get a new career, managing 2 dead end jobs and dealing with Scott," Garrett trailed off as he rubbed the bridge of his nose. "Scott meant everything to her. He was her first. I don't know why I'm telling you this; she'd probably kill me if she knew. But, that bastard took so much. He took the sparkle right out of her eyes," Garrett hissed angrily. "I've known Y/N a while, back in middle school, before we got signed, since we were kids and she is one of the most caring, understanding, unconditional loving individuals that I have ever had the opportunity to know. Although, you'd never know it from her tough exterior. We lost contact after middle school and i never thought she would suddenly appear in my life again. When i spoke to her on the phone the other day she caught me up on what had happened since. She didn't deserve what Scott did to her, not that anyone does, but especially not Y/N. From what she said she treated him like gold. Would have given a kidney if that's what that poor bastard needed," Garrett shook his head. "Yep, that's Y/N... "
"Eddie?" Y/N moaned as she tried to open her eyes. Blinking tears from Garrett's impromptu Y/N interpretation, Eddie looked down when his name was called.
"Ssss don't talk, just rest," Eddie cooed in his velveteen, deep tone.
"She looks terrible," Garrett told him nervously. "Do you think we should take her to the ER?"
"Nah, she's been holding down fluids and that's all they would do there," Eddie reassured him. "It's just these temperature spikes; they zap her energy, the little she has anyway. If we can keep her hydrated, I think we'll be ok," Eddie continued as he turned the washcloth over to a colder side and guided it over Y/N's satiny hair that shone with dampness now.
"Are you sure, Eds? We could pile her in my truck and head down to Cedars, it'd take ... " Garrett looked at his watch. "Twenty minutes give or take with traffic." Eddie shook his head firmly before meeting Garrett's eyes.
"No, I really think she'll do fine if we can get some more liquid down her," Eddie repeated. "She was doing much better before ... "
"Before I came, right?" Garrett interrupted, sliding his hands into his hair guiltily.
"No Garrett, it's not entirely your fault, come on now," Eddie reached out and placed a hand on his shoulder.
"I'm thirsty," Y/N broke in whispering, her voice hoarse and scratchy, and her lips trembling.
"I know ... ba-Y/N ... just take this ice chip. Here ... just let that melt in your mouth," Eddie instructed as he pushed the cube between her parched lips. "You're fever spiked when you got angry, I think that's what caused you to pass out again," Eddie reasoned as Y/N whined deliriously about how bad she felt, slipping her arms around Eddie's waist as she snuggled deeper into his lap.
Eddie felt his cheeks heat as he realized that he had almost called Y/N- baby and that Garrett was watching their intimate behaviour. He prayed Garrett did not catch or suspect anything unusual. That was the last thing he needed. Y/N was obviously fever disoriented. She would act accordingly since she was unaware of her surroundings and with out her inhibitions regarding Eddie and the dynamic between them in front of Garrett.
"You are pretty good at that," Garrett observed aloud as he looked at Y/N in Eddie's lap. Eddie realized he was absently smoothing his hands over Y/N's lower back in an act of comfort.
"My uncle brought me up remember," Eddie reminded him, hoping that would throw Garrett off course. "He was the best when it came to me getting sick."
"No, I mean, calming her," Garrett stated. "She's obviously comfortable with you ... actually; I don't think I've ever seen her so taken with someone ... not this fast anyway." Garrett mused as he scratched his chin in deep thought.
"Ah ... I have that effect on people. I still think it has to do with my uncle being the way he was. He taught me everything about providing care and comfort...." Garrett held up a hand to stop Eddie panic ranting. Eddie felt breathless and his face was burning as it flushed red. He lowered his eyes from Garrett back to Y/N in his lap who began stirring again, soft moans escaping her lips.
"I guess so," Garrett told him, still unsure that his first assumption about how Eddie and Y/N had taken to each other wasn't anything more than Eddie's expertise.
"Hand me that Gatorade over there," Eddie instructed to Garrett. "Y/N, let's sit you up so you can drink some, ok?" He requested as Y/N twisted in his lap restlessly.
"No, I'm comfy, just hold me, Eddie," Y/N whispered, just loud enough for Eddie to hear. He had to fight not to place his hand over Y/N's mouth to stop the feverish delirium tirade.
"What did she say?" Garrett asked curiously, as he leaned closer in order to try and hear Y/N's moans.
"Nothing, just fever gibberish. Here Garrett, help me sit her up," Eddie suggested quickly. Y/N really needed to wake up before she outed the both of them.
"Come on, girly, lets get you off Eddie and on the pillows, ok?" Garrett assisted Eddie to move Y/N.
"Hang on, I'm dizzy," Y/N groaned.
"Let's give her a few more minutes," Eddie decided, halting Garrett's assistance to pick her up and move her. "She should be more awake in a second, and then we can move her. She was out cold for about ten minutes this morning," Eddie added as he placed the washcloth on Y/N's forehead again. He slipped another ice chip to Y/N's lips. "Y/N, open," Eddie encouraged as he pushed another cold cube between her lips. Her colour was returning rapidly, her lips already two shades away from their norm.
"I just don't understand, Jeff was sick the past few days, but nothing like this," Garrett told him, swallowing dryly.
"It has to be the stress too, Garrett," Eddie added as he fed Y/N another ice chip, this time she crunched it with her teeth. "Easy Y/N, just let it melt in your mouth," Eddie looked at the Gatorade on the bedside table. It was watered down and he wished he could fix her a fresh glass.
"I'll get her another glass of Gatorade," Garrett spoke as if reading Eddie's mind. Soundlessly, Garrett left the room again. Alone, Eddie ran his fingers through Y/N's long hair soothingly as she moaned softly.
"You coming around down there?" Eddie whispered, pressing his lips to Y/N's clammy forehead, grateful that her fever was breaking. Y/N's beautiful eyes fluttered open and she looked up.
"I feel like shit," Y/N muttered quietly as she pressed her face against Eddie's stomach. "I'm so fucking tired."
"I know, Garrett's gone for some more Gatorade, just rest, ok?" Eddie mollified, his fingers never relenting on Y/N's back or in her hair, watching the young woman's brow relax with the consoling. Moments later, Garrett walked back into the bedroom with a full glass of iced electrolytes. "Here, sip this," Eddie held the beverage to Y/N's lips as she lifted her weak torso up a little. Y/N took a long sip before laying back down. This time Eddie moved her over back onto her pillows and tucked the blankets around her shivering frame. "We need to stop her chills," Eddie talked to no one in particular as he made Y/N comfortable.
"So, I guess, I'm gonna go," Garrett told him, sounding like he felt left out. "If you two don't need me, but I just thought you might need a break," Garrett looked at Eddie as he checked Y/N one last time seeing that she was asleep before motioning for him and Garrett to walk outside.
"I might get you to just hang out while I shower," Eddie told him as he shut his door, ensuring the peace and quiet. "But, otherwise, I think I'll be fine with her," Eddie added with a yawn.
"Sure, sure," Garrett added as they strolled into the living room. Eddie began digging through his chest of drawers in the other room for clean clothes. He felt disgusting, not to mention the now throbbing sore throat he was sporting. This thing took over fast. He coughed and cleared his throat. "You know you are going way above and beyond to get her in the band," Garrett chuckled. Eddie grinned weakly. He just wanted a shower and to climb back into bed with Y/N. He felt lightheaded too as he realized his sinuses were rapidly beginning to bother him. Fucking great, Eddie thought.
"Well, sometimes you do what it takes," Eddie muttered as he tossed a pair of pj pants over his shoulder and his clean hellfire t-shirt.
"I wanna thank you," Garrett extended his hand to Eddie. Startled, he took the drummer's hand and met his eyes.
"For what, man?"
"For taking care of our irreplaceable new back up singer," Garrett smiled as he squeezed Eddie's hand. "I'm not exactly Florence Nightingale, but you ... you are pretty damn close, dude," Garrett chuckled softly as Eddie attempted to smile. If he only knew that Eddie's brand of Florence Nightingale, treatments were a full service facility. He tried not to snicker at that thought.
"It's been my pleasure," Eddie replied as he began to have another fit of sneezes.
"Whoa dude, 'just a sneeze' huh?" Garrett raised an eyebrow. Eddie just shook his head and walked back toward the bathroom for a shower.
Once inside the comfortable steamy shower, Eddie relaxed back against the tile. He knew he was about three sneezes away from full-blown flu virus. He was so weak, he could hardly move and every muscle in his body ached as he washed himself under the warm water. This could not get any worse.
First Sam calls and tells him she didn't sign the papers, and then Y/N overhears the ridiculous situation. Now, both he and Y/N are sick as dogs and she had to audition for the job of a lifetime tomorrow. He prayed that his strain of the virus would not be a much of an ass kicker as Y/N's was. Y/N just needed to prove herself to the guys tomorrow and this whole thing would be in the bag.
He was already so attached to Y/N that he had decided he would just find a job in a coffee house or gourmet grocery store here in LA if things with the band did not work out. There was nothing for him in Hawkins. He was not close to his family and if this thing with Sam turned out to a reality, he would figure a way to end it with her completely, send money to her, whatever it took.
He was also going to follow through with his feelings for Y/N. He knew the she was special and especially after Garrett's description of what the real Y/N was truly like, he was going no where. If Y/N would have him that is. He knew it was a touchy subject, but Y/N sure seemed to act as if she wanted to at least get to know him. He couldn't have been more stoked about that. Guys like Eddie never got what they wanted, no matter what the circumstances were.
Thinking back to last night, Eddie bit his lip as he remembered their time together. It has been unbelievable. He almost had to pinch himself it felt so dreamlike. This whole scenario, the band, Y/N, everything. It was just too perfect. That's where Sam came in. Eddie had always thought a black ominous cloud followed him everywhere he went and here it was again, ruining everything. Well, he just wasn't going to let that happen. He just fucking wasn't.
After he had finished showering and said goodbye to Garrett, Eddie guzzled some electrolyte beverages, took some cold tablets and headed into the room where Y/N was sound asleep. Y/N was softly snoring into her pillow, Eddie felt his heart clench at the sight. He turned the TV off and closed the blinds before climbing into bed with the dark haired beauty. Wrapping her in his arms, Eddie snuggled as close as possible, listening to purr of Y/N's breathing. Warmth radiated off the young women's body, blanketing Eddie with solace. It took about ten seconds to fall completely asleep, a smile in the corner of his mouth. 'This is what heaven feels like', was his last thought as pressed his face into Y/N's neck.
Eddie woke several times through the night, burning up with fever, crawling to the kitchen for more fluids. It was after four am according to the radio alarm clock net to his bed when he climbed back under the sheets, reaching over to brush his hand across Y/N's forehead, checking her for temperature. To his surprise, she felt cooler so he didn't bother waking her for more medication.
Eddie could barely swallow; his throat was so painful so he lay sucking on a cough drop just watching Y/N sleep. She was lying on her back with both arms thrown over her head. Her chest rose and fell with deep sleep, her lips gently parted and her face completely relaxed. Eddie did not think he had ever seen anything more beautiful in his life. He fought hard not to run his fingers down her smooth chest so instead he snuggled close to her, wrapping his arms around her middle, inhaling deeply. He hoped he would not wake her, but it was just too tempting to not be as close to her as possible.
Y/N didn't wake, but instead as soon as she felt the warmth from Eddie's body, she turned and wrapped her arms around him. Sighing happily as his scent filled her senses. Feeling Y/N's arms move to hold him gently, Eddie smiled losing himself to fatigue and falling back to sleep.
It was hours later, sun creeping through the blinds when Eddie's phone rang on his bedside table. Eddie thought he was dreaming as he woke to the sound. Y/N's arms were still firmly around him but this time the young woman was spooned behind him, her face against his neck, soft breath purring against his ear. The irritating ring tone continued, interrupting their intimate slumber and Eddie began to stir in Y/N's arms.
"Oh god, who the fuck is calling me this early?" Eddie protested as he put his head under a pillow to drown out the sound. "I'm supposed to be tired, I need my rest," came the muffled voice of Y/N from the other side of the bed.
Pulling the pillow off again Eddie chuckled after groaning from the loss of Y/N's warm arms due to moving. Rising up on one elbow, Eddie cracked on eye as the phone began to ring once again after a short period of silence.
"My guess is that it's Garrett," Eddie whispered hoarsely, feeling his throat burning as he spoke.
Y/N's head shot up at the sound of Eddie's voice, tossing the pillow aside. "Baby, are you okay? Are you feeling bad? Why didn't you wake me?" she asked, as she made sure Eddie was comfortable and touched Eddie's forehead to feel his temperature.
Eddie immediately snuggled into the cool hand that Y/N placed on his forehead. "I'm okay," Eddie croaked, knowing he sounded worse than he felt. "There was no reason to wake you. You were extremely sick last night; you needed as much rest as possible." Eddie whispered quietly.
"Baby, you still have a fever, did you take something?" Y/N asked sweetly, "And you should have woken me."
"I'm covered, I took something at four. I feel okay; it is just my throat that is killing me. I already feel better than I did last night when I went to bed. How about you? How do you feel this morning? Your colour looks so much better and your lips don't even look as dehydrated as they did," Eddie smiled as he stroked Y/N's cheek with the back of his hand. "I was pretty worried about you," Eddie cooed as the phone began ringing again for the fifth time. "He's not giving up, Y/N," He motioned to the phone with a smirk.
"you'd better answer it then," Y/N said with a small smile as she moved her hand softly through Eddie's hair. Eddie sighed and reached for his phone. "What?" he answered it with a tired voice.
"Good morning to you too," Garrett snapped into the phone. "When a phone rings ... it probably means someone wants to talk to you," Garrett told him. "So from the sound of your voice and that shitty mood, I'm guessing you are doing better?" he asked, yawning into the phone.
"Yeah, and when someone doesn't pick up it probably means that you're interrupting something more important than a conversation with you," Eddie shot back. "I'm better, now what do you want?"
"Jesus, Eddie ... " Garrett began, "how about lightening up a bit? I was just calling ... like an idiot ... to check on my best friend who had a fucking sneezing fit and almost passed out on me last night. Fuck me for being worried," Garrett bit out angrily.
Eddie was still pissed at how Garrett had treated Y/N the night before. "I'm sure you spent the night awake worrying about us," he said sarcastically. "As you can tell I'm better, I was catching up on my rest until you called."
Y/N could hear Garrett yelling in the background and snickered as she stretched under the warm blankets languidly. She looked over at Eddie who was lying on his side with his back to her. She moved closer and spooned her body behind him while her arms wrapped around his body to hold him while tracing the ridges of the scars on his ribs.
"Fine, be that way. Since you are obviously back to your usual sarcastic self, we are do at the studio at ten so get the fuck up and get ready, I'll be there in half an hour," Garrett told him.
"Right," Eddie said tiredly before he hung up the phone and tossed it somewhere so he would have an excuse if it rang again. He cuddled up to Y/N and closed his eyes. "Are you sure you want to go to the studio? We can stay here for the day if you're not up for it."
"No, but I'm going to give it a try," Y/N told him, loving the feeling of Eddie so close and already beginning to regret that she would have to spend the day across the room from him and unable to touch him. "They have heard my demos, so I may not sound perfect live, but I think I can pull it off," Y/N told him as she swallowed, at least she still had a voice, things could have worse.
Eddie nodded. "Okay. Then let us get ready before Garrett finds us in bed together and gives me the whole 'if you hurt her I'll kill you' speech followed by the 'what's wrong with you? Why would you hit on the perfect girl for our band' speech to me. But it couldn't be any worse than your delirious behaviour last night," Eddie told her as they climbed out of the bed together.
Y/N looked at him confused, "Huh?" she asked as they made it to the bathroom.
"Yeah well ... let's just say you were a little on the cuddly side with me in front of Garrett last night," Eddie told her as he switched on the shower, feeling for the perfect temperature. "I had to improvise ... it's a good thing too, cause I think it worked," Eddie smiled as he moved toward the sink waiting for Y/N to finish using the bathroom.
"I'm sorry." Y/N said blushing. "Good thing you didn't freak then."
"Nah, I pulled it off," Eddie shrugged, deciding he wouldn't tell her that he had almost called her baby in front of Garrett as well. "Don't be sorry, I'm just glad that I was able to be here for you and take care of you," Eddie told her as he climbed into the shower behind her.
"I'm very glad about that too." Y/N said with a smile. "I know the only reason I feel better today is because of you."
"Aww, I don't know, I didn't do much, except sneak a grope or two," Eddie grinned as he took the soap and began washing Y/N's back with it.
Y/N smiled. "Bullshit. You took great care of me and you know it," she said firmly.
"Whatever you say," Eddie told her as he finished Y/N's back and began to shampoo her hair and body. He watched Y/N under the shower spray as she rinsed the soap from her body. Her glorious body. Eddie bit his bottom lip and turned away from her so as not to get further aroused. "I'm a little nervous about auditioning today though, I'm not sure what I'll do if they decide I'm not the right one," Y/N told him quietly as they switched places so Eddie could rinse himself. Their bodies brushed as they did so and Eddie could not help but gasp at the electric sensation of his naked body against Y/N's slick, wet frame.
"You are," Eddie told her with a smile. "And if they don't see that then it's their problem, but I do," he said in a low voice. "So I'll just take you with wherever I go."
The lowered tone of Eddie's voice as he suggestively told her he'd take her wherever he went was enough to make Y/N's heart race. She was so crazy about this guy.
Finishing their shower, they climbed out to towel off. Eddie wrapped the small towel loosely around his hips and walked over to the sink. He slyly watched Y/N as she continued to dry off, rubbing the towel on her wet hair, leaving it in soft damp locks. Grabbing his toothbrush, he began to put paste on it but was completely distracted by the vision in the mirror.
Y/N stood, completely nude, beads of water still glistening on her pale skin. Her face was flushed from the heat of the shower and she had propped a foot up on the side of the tub so that she could thoroughly dry her legs one at a time, bending over slightly. Eddie was mid-pant before he knew it. He was also busted as he caught Y/N's gaze in the mirror.
Y/N smiled as she caught Eddie staring. "Like what you see or do you want me to dry off somewhere else?" she asked waking closer to Eddie. Eddie flushed bright red, as he looked away squeezing toothpaste onto the brush. He felt Y/N walk up behind him and he felt like he absolutely could not breathe.
"Please don't go somewhere else," Eddie begged softly as he met Y/N's eyes again in the mirror.
"Those are the magic words." Y/N said with a grin as she placed a noisy kiss on Eddie's neck. Now closer to Eddie the back up singer started to run the towel over her chest softly, not breaking the gaze with the lead singer in the mirror.
Eddie growled lowly, dropping the toothbrush down onto the sink with a clatter, even though he had a death grip on the handle. Eddie closed his eyes briefly as he watched Y/N running the towel over her chest. "You make me so fucking hot," Eddie hissed, not taking his eyes off Y/N.
"You think we have time?" Y/N asked with an eyebrow raised as she took another step towards Eddie.
"I have no fucking idea, nor do I care," Eddie told her bluntly, his body on fire with arousal already. "But, what do you think?" he asked as they turned around, leaning against the counter, hands holding her up.
Instead of replying, Y/N cupped Eddie's face and kissed him hungrily. When they had to break for air, she smiled as she felt Eddie's face in the crook of her neck.
"Do I look like I care?"
Eddie gasped again as Y/N kissed him, his hands gripped the counter tightly. The hunger in Y/N's embrace was almost tangible and he felt it deep in his belly like a slow burn. When the kiss broke, Eddie tried to catch his breath as he put his face back into the crook of her neck.
"Fuck, I want you," Eddie cursed as he reached out, devouring Y/N into another desperate kiss, his tongue immediately tangling with Y/N's as he pulled the women against his body, showing her exactly how much he wanted her.
Y/N grinned and held on to Eddie's hips, leading him to the bedroom, making sure to lock the door in case Garrett decided to show up. She had no plans of being interrupted. She pushed Eddie on the bed before climbing on top of him and continuing to kiss him hungrily.
"I want you to ride me, and then tonight, I'll return the favour by going full out on you," Eddie said with a grin.
"Your wish is my command," Y/N growled as she pushed him onto the bed and straddled him. Eddie grabbed the young woman and squeezed her, pushing up into her, desperate to release the pressure he felt building. Y/N took hold of him and kissed him senseless.
"You taste so fucking good," Y/N rasped as she pushed down against Eddie, rubbing herself against him intimately. "I want you to fuck me so hard right now," Y/N told him between kisses.
Eddie moaned as he looked up at his newfound lover. "Want me to prepare you?" he panted pushing his hips up towards Y/N almost involuntarily.
Y/N groaned deeply, sitting up on top of Eddie, coating her hand with saliva and fisting Eddie's erection with the warmed, silky liquid. She stared down at Eddie, while biting her lips as she stroked his hard cock, feeling the saliva heating rapidly under her fingers. She watched Eddie's face, jerking him as she slipped a couple of fingers into her mouth. Not taking her eyes off the man beneath her, she continued to pleasure him while she reached her other hand to slip her moist fingers inside. Y/N mewled at the contact as she plunged her fingers inside of herself, so incredibly aroused. Her eyes rolled shut briefly enjoying the sensation of jerking Eddie and touching herself.
"No, I got it," Y/N groaned. "I just want you inside me, I want you to fuck me absolutely into oblivion," Y/N growled again as she removed her fingers and positioned herself over Eddie.
Eddie watched in awe as Y/N touched herself at the same time she was stroking his now throbbing cock. "Oh fuck ... " he panted, thinking he could come just from watching the curvy woman on top of him, it was insanely arousing to watch Y/N working her fingers inside of herself. He grabbed a hold of the back up singer's hips, quickly missing the warmth from her hand on his dick. Fuck, she knew how touch him. He helped Y/N position herself and bit his lip in anticipation as the singer slowly lowered herself on his cock, causing him to scream out in pleasure.
Y/N threw her head back as she sank down onto Eddie, feeling him fill her completely. She was so hot that she barely felt the initial pain from the penetration. Once she had taken Eddie's entirety, she looked down at him, pausing to get used to the sensation.
"Jesus, fuck, you feel good inside me," Y/N grated as she leaned down to kiss Eddie deeply, pulling at his lower lip before sucking his tongue passionately. Y/N began to move, riding him as he had asked, starting slowly and sensually but the ecstasy of the act soon taking over. "Oh god," Y/N moaned as she felt Eddie begin to thrust into her. Eddie's pained expression of pure pleasure turning her on even more so if that was possible.
Eddie could only let out moans of pleasure and groans as he held on to Y/N, moving until he found the spot, making Y/N whimper in pleasure. He smiled to himself and thrust up harder at the same time Y/N pushed down on him, hitting her g-spot as hard as he could. Watching the singer's face, showing sings of nothing else but pure bliss, Eddie moaned louder.
"I won't ... last ... " he panted biting his lip again as he reached for Y/N's breasts and started thumbing her nipples before he massaged them softly.
Shivers of exquisite sensuality rolled through Y/N's body as Eddie pounded her g-spot. Y/N cried out his name repeatedly as he drove her toward heaven with each hard thrust.
"Fuck!" Y/N rasped as she felt Eddie's hands wrap around her breasts, stroking the sensitive nipples. "Oh baby, fuck ... please don't stop, Oh god, Eddie ... oh fucking god," Y/N yelled out as she met each thrust with fervor. "Harder ... harder ... oh fuck ... that's it ... that's gonna make me cum," Y/N hissed as Eddie massaged her breasts hard and fucked her in time together.
She bit her lip hard before grabbing Eddie's mouth with her in a rough kiss. "That's it ... that's so fucking it ... " Y/N moaned into Eddie's mouth as their bodies now drenched with sweat met heatedly. From the other room, Y/N thought she heard a door slam. "I'm cumming, Eddie," Y/N hissed, arching as she exploded.
As he felt Y/N's muscles tighten around him, Eddie came, filling Y/N with warm, milky seed while he arched his back, feeling pleasure rip through his body until he heard a noise outside. He sat straight up and put his hand over Y/N's mouth as gently as he could, still inside of her, still panting.
"Munson!" he heard Garrett calling, "Are you in there?" he asked. Eddie swallowed dry, looking down at his cock still inside Y/N.
"Yeah ... I just came out of the shower, Y/N's about to jump in now."
Y/N tried desperately to catch her breath as she heard Garrett calling from the front of the apartment. 'Fuck!' Y/N thought looking wide-eyed at Eddie as he covered Y/N's mouth with his hand before he answered Garrett's yell.
"What the fuck, Eddie, I told you to be ready!" Garrett yelled as his hand jiggled the doorknob. "Since when do you lock your bedroom door?" Garrett asked, sounding confused. "What's going on?" Y/N pulled Eddie's hand off her mouth, kissing him one last time before hurriedly moving off Eddie and slipping into the bathroom room almost soundlessly.
"Well I knew you'd want to barge in like you own the place." Eddie said as he got off from the bed cleaned himself with the first shirt he saw and he started to put on his clothes. "And Y/N wanted some privacy," he said doing his best not to sound as out of breath as he was, hearing the shower start to run.
Garrett paused for a moment as he thought about Eddie's answer.
"Munson, just open the fucking door," Garrett called a moment later.
Y/N quickly rinsed off under the shower, not believing how fucking close they were to being caught. Dressing as quickly as possible, she looked at herself in the mirror. Her face was flushed, her lips swollen and red from being kissed. She tried not to giggle; it was amusing, dangerous, but amusing. It had been too fucking close though, but oh so worth it.
Eddie opened the door after he had thrown on a pair of shorts and a shirt. He let Garrett in and hopped over to the bed in one foot as he tried to put on a sock.
"What the fuck is your problem?" he asked Garrett, with what he hoped was an annoyed tone.
"What the fuck do you mean? I'm annoyed Eddie, I told you to be ready, now we are gonna be late," Garrett hissed as he paced the room. "You are usually the one chomping at the bit to be on time, they guys are already down there, waiting on us, cause you wouldn't answer your goddamn phone," Garrett finished as he looked out the window, pushing the blind open so he could see better. Y/N opened the door to the bathroom and stepped out.
"Sorry dude, Eddie was up half the night and we fell back asleep after you called, so blame this on me, ok?" Y/N told him, assuming the responsibility. Y/N tucked her t-shirt into a loose pair of dark khaki cargo pants and added a belt. She glanced Eddie's way, seeing that he was quite flustered with the near miss incident. He looked so fucking cute, blushing cheeks, and love-swollen lips.
"Leave it, Y/N," Eddie said not looking at either of them anymore and focusing on putting his signature rings and bracelet on. "I guess you passing out twice in the same day with a high fever doesn't give you the right to sleep in late the next morning," he said as he finished putting on his shoes. He grabbed some cold medicine for himself and for Y/N before he walked out to the living room and grabbed his back pack. "Let's get going then," he deadpanned.
Garrett eyed Eddie as he grabbed his back pack, feeling slightly guilty as he thought about how awful Y/N had looked last night.
"Aww, Eddie, come on, I'm just anxious to hear this girl sing," Garrett teased as he looped an arm about Eddie's neck. "You look like you're feeling better today, lots of colour in your face. Thanks to Florence over here," Garrett said to Y/N and gestured to Eddie as he knuckled his scalp knowing how it would irritate him.
Eddie got away from Garrett's grip, walked towards the door, and unlocked it so that he and Y/N could walk out. "You can leave your stuff here, sweetheart," he said, his tone much softer towards Y/N. "You should bring the lyrics you told me about, though."
"No problem," Y/N replied as she reached for her knapsack, tossing it over her shoulder. Garrett shook his head, grinning.
"You are so nice to her, Eddie," Garrett taunted. "I'm supposedly your oldest friend and you treat me like an ass," Garrett stated to Eddie after following the two out of the door, pausing while Eddie locked it with his key.
"Maybe you need to beef up your Nightingale skills, dude," Eddie answered before Y/N could say anything.
"I'm going to take the stairs," Eddie said. "You can meet me in the van if you want Y/N," he said before starting to make his way down the hallway.
"You don't need to take the van," Garrett said, "I'll drive you guys," he said holding his keys up in the air.
"That's alright, Y/N had a fever so she should get home early," Eddie replied before turning back around and heading down the stairs.
"Guess, I'm in the doghouse, as fucking usual," Garrett muttered as he stormed off leaving Y/N behind after Eddie had started to descend the stairs. Y/N shook her head as she took off after Eddie.
"Wait up, dude, i cant keep up with your gazelle legs" Y/N called as she jogged to catch up with Eddie. She could see Garrett jumping into his truck across the parking lot and peeling out with a screech of tires. "Tell me you two fight like this all the time," Eddie asked as she climbed into the van next to him
"Sometimes," Y/N said with a shrug. "I'm sorry, but I think a little sympathy is not too much to ask for. I know he's sick of me, but I rather he'd tell me that instead of treating me like crap."
"Hey," Eddie whispered as he cupped Y/N's cheek with one hand. "Before I answer that, I need to do this," he pressed his forehead against Y/N's temple. "You were fucking amazing this morning," Eddie leaned in kissing Y/N's lips softly; lingering in the intimacy, they had been depraved of earlier.
Y/N immediately melted, a blush covering her cheeks as she smiled.
"So were you," she said softly. "I promise I'll repay the favour with the proper amount of cuddling when we come back here tonight," Eddie paused, "well if you want to come back, that is," he said thinking he shouldn't assume.
"How could I not?" Y/N asked, her eyes searching Eddie's deep brown pools. "And I will definitely hold you to your promise," Y/N whispered again, kissing him gently but feeling the urge to deepen it immediately. She pulled away, closing her eyes as she leaned against Eddie's neck. "I am so falling for you, Munson," Y/N murmured against his skin, so quietly she was sure the lead singer did not hear her.
Eddie smiled. "So am I. Which is fucking crazy considering we don't know each other," he grinned as he turned on the engine and took off.
Y/N swallowed dryly. She had been positive Eddie had not heard that admission. She blushed furiously as she pulled her knees up to her chest, looking out the window as Eddie headed toward the studio. Once they arrived, Eddie parked the van near the entrance.
"You know, I have to tell you. Last night, after you had passed out, Garrett really opened up to me about some things," Eddie began as he climbed out of the van, waiting for Y/N on the sidewalk. "He has been going crazy with worry and told me how much you mean to him. He loves you Y/N, he only wants you to be happy. He just doesn't seem to know how to show it, though," Eddie mused as he held the door open for Y/N.
Y/N felt a shot of guilt run through her but then shook her head. "He's my friend, Eddie. If he can't talk to me and all he can do is treat people like this, then there is something wrong here. I'm sorry but I shouldn't feel guilty for getting sick."
"You're right of course," Eddie agreed as they jogged up the stairs toward the studio. "I don't think that's his intention, but I understand where you are coming from," He added, stopping Y/N before they left the stairwell. "Gimme those lips once more before we have to go be "buddies" for the next god knows how long," Eddie requested as he pushed Y/N against the concrete wall of the stairwell.
Y/N grinned and looked to both sides before she grabbed Eddie by the shirt and pulled him closer for a hungry kiss. "Only a few hours, baby. I promise. Remember we are sick and when either one of us suddenly develop a temperature again, we're out of here."
Eddie sighed into Y/N's lips as she kissed him hungrily, pressing tightly against her. "Oh yeah, what gonna be our sign?" Y/N grinned, her hands gripping Eddie's T-shirt as she held him close, grazing her lips over his teasingly.
"Don't worry. We'll both know," Eddie said with a grin. "We'll probably have to stay late, but I'll take care of you during lunch. Now come on," he said with a grin as he led her to the studio.
Y/N grinned evilly at the thought as Eddie dragged her by the belt through the stairwell door. God, this man was fucking insane! She loved it!
"What's up, freak?" Jeff asked, as they walked through the door of the studio, seeing all three guys lounging comfortably minus Garrett. Y/N nodded greetings to everyone as she took a seat next to Dustin on the couch.
"Same old, same old" Eddie replied as he dropped his bag and made himself comfortable.
"Are you and Garrett having a fight?" Dustin asked in a condescending tone.
"Nah," Y/N said dismissively. "He just doesn't like me much lately."
Garrett walked through the door the moment Y/N answered Dustin's question. Eddie noted he still looked quite upset. His eyes were even slightly red as if he had been crying. Eddie looked at Y/N to see if she noticed.
"dude," Steve acknowledged as he nodded to Garrett who plopped down in a office chair near the Pro tools.
"Harrington, what up?" Garrett responded as he looked tiredly around the room avoiding Y/N.
"We ready to get started or what?" Garrett asked the room, before Steve had a chance to respond.
"I think so." Eddie replied distractedly as he'd already started drawing something in his pad. "Y/N, wanna show the guys some of your vocals?"
"Sure," Y/N responded as she opened her bag for her journal. "I've got a sore throat though, guys, thanks to Jeff and Munson here, so your gonna have to bear with me, if I croak a little," Y/N smiled as she shed her jacket and headed toward the studio door. "Hey, Eddie, any particular song out of the ones I did for you the other day that you'd like them to hear?"
"I liked all of them, so feel free to sing whichever you liked." Eddie replied with a smile. "Although ... " he said looking through his backpack and coming out with a notebook. He made his way toward Y/N and pointed out to one of the songs she'd sung the first day they met. "Okay, show them that one and then I want you to try to sing this chorus for me, okay?"
"Yep," Y/N replied, grinning as their fingers brushed when he handed her the notebook. "I'm on it," Y/N nodded and headed into the booth. Rolling her neck to relieve the tension, she settled behind the mic, jumping up and down, gearing herself up before putting on the headphones.
Heart pounding, she waited for her intro, hoping to god her voice would hold out. She was so damn nervous and all five guys were staring at her through the picture window. She connected eyes with Eddie, feeling some of the stress leave her body. She could feel the gorgeous lead singer encouraging her to relax as she proceeded her way through the first two verses. So far, her voice was holding out and she attempted to hold the last bar with success. As the music ended, she waited for a response; her heart was about to pound out of her chest.
All of the guys were nodding in approval as Y/N sang. They were all really impressed.
"Do you need me to stroke your ego again and tell you how awesome you are?" Eddie asked through the mic with a knowing grin.
Y/N laughed nervously when Eddie spoke to her through the booth.
"Nah ... " Y/N shook her head as she looked at the others through the glass. Y/N watched as they talked to each other in the studio, she couldn't hear what they were saying and it was driving her crazy.
"Whoa, I thought her demo sounded good, but shit, that was ten times better than the demo," Steve commented to the others as he looked at Eddie.
"No doubt," Dustin piped in as he looked from Garrett to Y/N concerned about their behaviour toward each other.
"Gar? Whatcha think?" Steve asked as he looked at Garrett who was chewing on a nail.
"I think she's as good as Eddie said." Garrett replied but Eddie was busy working on the samples to look for the one for the chorus he wanted Y/N to sing. "Okay," Eddie said to Y/N. "You're going to hear my line first and you go in with 'the tears we've cried, this love has died.' and you can sing it as you think it's best."
Y/N nodded as she looked at Eddie and covered the earphones concentrating on listening to Eddie's voice as she sang the first lines. She wanted to impress them all so much. She bounced up and down for a moment, until her heart was racing. Immediately with perfect timing, she came in as Eddie had asked her.
"The tears we've cried, this love has died, You're by yourself here tonight. It's what we hide with every lie, You're by yourself, yeah!" She held for as long as she could and repeated it three more times as Eddie encouraged with his fingers.
"Jesus, she's fucking dope," Jeff burst out from his corner in the back. Steve and Dustin all nodded, mesmerized by the woman at the mic. Garrett looked over at Eddie, unable to help the smile that covered his face. Eddie had the most satisfied grin on his face.
"That's great, Y/N," he said happily. "Now look in the same notebook, two pages up and see a chorus that starts 'Alone at last we can sing and fight ... ' and read it while I find the track," he indicated before he set out to work.
Dustin nudged Jeff, "Dude, Eddie's letting her see through his notebook. He doesn't even let -us- see it," he whispered. Jeff looked wide-eyed at Dustin as he agreed silently. Steve leaned toward Garrett and whispered something in his ear that the others could not hear.
Y/N's hands were shaking as she looked through the notebook for what Eddie had referred her to look at. She smiled as she read the lines. His lyrics were so great; she loved them. They were so full of emotion, so real and tangible. She ran through the new lyrics in her head as she prepared to hear what Eddie played for her. She felt her cheeks grow warm as she repeatedly mouthed the lyrics, thinking about the meaning. She looked up as Eddie asked if she was ready. She nodded, knowing her face was flushed.
"Alone at last we can sin and fight. And I've lost all faith in this blurring light, Stay right here we can change our plight.
Storming through this despite what's right. One final fight for this tonight." Y/N sang her heart out as she stared into Eddie's eyes, the lyrics already completely memorized so that she didn't have to look at the notebook after the first run through.
"Fucking awesome, dude," Steve whispered as he leaned toward Eddie. The others were again speechless as Y/N went through two more times, adding on her own touches freestyle.
" Lay your heart down, the end's in sight. Conscience begs for you to do what's right... " The entire studio was so quiet, a pin dropping could be heard as Y/N finished the lines she had just added impromptu. Eddie's grin was so big; it was as if his face could barely contain it. "I'd give you a standing ovation but my body's still too weak," he teased. "Now write that down in there," he said with a smile as he turned to the guys. "So?" he asked. "Do we have a new singer or what?"
Y/N tried to slow her breathing down, as the excitement was overwhelming. She watched as Eddie turned to the guys as if to ask them something. This was fucking killing her. She knew Eddie liked her and wanted her, but the others?
"I think we better let her down easily," Steve smirked as the practical joke of telling Y/N she was out formed in his mind.
"Totally," Dustin piped in as Jeff shook head seeing where all this was going.
"You guys are hard ... " Garrett murmured, "you aren't gonna let them do that are you, Eddie?" Garrett just smiled, looking at Eddie for a response. He would leave that up to their lead singer, he knew the dude the best or so it seemed.
"You guys are mean," Eddie said shaking his head. "Y/N has been a bundle of nerves since day one," he said, but then thought of something else. "But well what do I know? I'm going to go in and distract her and you guys pretend to be discussing and whatnot," he said getting up and walking inside the booth. He came close to Y/N and spoke softly.
"They fucking love you," he said walking up, pointing at the notebook and pretending to be discussing something with her, "They want to mess with you but I wanted to be the one to tell you that you're in," he said with a tone that indicated he should pretend he was telling her something else. "Now let's go in there and mess a little with them," he said with an evil grin.
"Seriously, dude? I'm in?" Y/N whispered, wiping the sweat from her face with the hem of her shirt, she tried to hide her emotions. "You have no idea ... how fucking much this means to me," Y/N whispered back as she went along with Eddie's plan. "I'm game if you are," Y/N snickered as she followed Eddie back into the studio, looking for her backpack for a bottle of water. It was quiet as she entered the studio; she fought not to grin madly and made sure not to look at Eddie, knowing she would lose it laughing. "So, what'd you guys think?" Y/N asked, looking interested in what they had to say.
"Well Y/N ... " Dustin started. "I wanted to tell you I myself am not sure. I mean you're good and all, but ... " he trailed off. Eddie shook his head, it always had to be Dustin.
Y/N fought hard to maintain a straight face as he performed perfectly stoic with his false interpretation; it almost had Y/N worried.
"But?" Y/N asked as she looked at Garrett who had turned away, unable to participate.
"Well it sounded a bit like shrieking to me," Dustin finished.
"Shrieking? I could try again ... come on guys ... give me a chance," Y/N pleaded, successfully sounding hurt and miserable. "I could do another song, anything ... just don't turn me away that quick," Y/N begged, still avoiding Eddie's eyes as she looked from Steve to Dustin, the only ones able to look at her at this point.
Eddie turned to Y/N and put a hand on her shoulder. "I tried talking to them for you, Y/N. But, what about that other band that's interviewing you today?" he asked softly as if he was trying to soothe the singer.
"Yeah, right ... guess I'll be going then," Y/N nodded as she leaned over and picked up her bag, throwing it over her shoulder dramatically. "Good luck with your band, hopefully you'll hit it big. Maybe one day after that happens, you could send me a free ticket to one of your shows," Y/N told them, looking at her shoes as she turned to walk out the door, ready to burst with laughter at how pathetic she sounded.
"Dude, wait!" Dustin said with almost desperation on his voice. "I should really become an actor," he said stupidly.
"Or maybe Y/N and I should." Eddie said under his breath.
"Suckers ... " Y/N grinned at Eddie as they slapped hands, celebrating their success.
"You knew ... dammit Eddie!" Dustin yelled, as he realized that the pair of singers had had him and Steve.
"Fucking Eddie!" Steve pushed Eddie as came to the realization as well. "And it was going so fucking good too! You totally had me, dude ... welcome ... I guess," Steve smirked as he gripped Y/N's hand. Jeff and Garrett both stepped forward then, welcoming Y/N as they shook hands again. She could not have been more excited. She turned to Eddie again who was leaning against the table, grinning at them.
"If this doesn't pan out and we don't make it big, we are definitely headed to New York for acting school!" Y/N grinned, wanting to hug him, pick him up and spin him around obnoxiously, followed by a kiss that would make her knees buckle.
Eddie laughed as he shook his hand and pulled her for a short hug. "I rather stick to music, thank you," he said with a grin.
"Yeah, I was just kidding," Y/N told him quietly, smiling as he gave her a quick hug, grateful for the contact, she was craving during this exhilarating moment. Garrett was the first to break up the celebration.
"We could sit here and shoot the shit all day, but we have some serious work to do," he told them. I know Jeff and i have yet to finish the work on tracks 5 and 9 while Dustin and Steve have a few things to tie up. How about we do lunch in say two hours? See where we're at then, cause I know Eddie needs to catch up on a few things after missing work yesterday." Y/N nodded while the other collected their things and began to head out of the studio.
"I'm gonna run to the bathroom," Eddie told them as he walked out the door. Garrett looked at Y/N as he climbed behind the Pro tools and began to start working. Once everyone had left, Garrett kicked the leg of the table as he tried to decide what to say to Y/N.
"Y/N, I'm sorry about this morning," Garrett apologized while he watched Y/N, unresponsive as he typed away at the keyboard.
"It's alright, not the first time it happened," Y/N said truthfully. "Probably won't be the last either, don't sweat it."
"Seriously Y/N, I know I've been an ass lately and i know i used to one back in middle school. But, I've been stressed too, you know? The record breathing down our necks, hunting for a singer, and my girlfriend pressuring me about marriage," Garrett confessed as Y/N still ignored him looking at the computer. "I've been so worried about you too," Garrett added, sounding emotional, an unusual trait for the drummer. "you are just angry all the time, snapping off at all of us. It's just not you, Y/N, I know it has to do with what happened with Scott, but we are all worried about you," He continued, seeing that he was on a roll. He wanted to air it all.
Y/N let out a deep breath and turned to Garrett. "Go on, you can get it off your chest." she said knowing her friend long enough to know there was still more on his mind.
"I just fucking hate that bastard for what he did to you! I wanna kill him with my bare hands for so many reasons I can't list them all," Garrett blurted angrily as he pushed his fingers into his hair. "I just want the old Y/N back, the one who jokes and smiles all the time, my best fucking friend," Garrett finished, tears threatening.
"Listen, I don't know what it is you want me to say. I can't get over what happened yet. No one has ever hurt me like that before and it's not an easy thing to get over. I'm trying my best but I can't fix myself up just because this is hard for you." Y/N said truthfully. "I'm sorry, but this isn't like the time you tried to help me though my first big move."
Eddie had walked back from the bathroom with his hands in his pockets. He stopped at the door of the studio as he heard Garrett yelling about how much he hated Y/N's ex boyfriend. He leaned close to the door to hear Y/N's response. Eddie felt his heart squeeze as he listened to Y/N talk about her pain and how hurt she still was.
"I'm know this is nothing like before, I know how much you loved Scott. And, I don't expect you to be over this in two days either. It's not about things being hard for me, Y/N. You just need to know how much I want you to be happy and that I would do anything for that to happen," Garrett sighed quietly, looking at Y/N, tears now falling on his face.
"It's not only about how much I loved him, Gar. I trusted him; I would have given him anything he had asked me to. And he betrayed that. He played with me and my feelings. He fucking cheated on me and the last thing he tells me is that he didn't love me! He took advantage of me! Someone that was supposed to care for me, after all that time. It is about me as much as it is about him, Garrett. I know you're worried and I know you want me to be fine, and I thank you for being there for me, but you have no clue as to what I went through," Y/N said truthfully.
Eddie swallowed hard after listening to Y/N, he didn't want to hear anymore. It was too painful to hear her talking like that about someone else. He felt tears welling up and quickly walked by the studio, headed outside, he needed some fucking air.
"I don't claim to know what you went through," Garrett said simply as he dropped to his knees next to Y/N, urging the singer to face him. "And I know its' about you as much as him, which is why it is so frustrating to see you in this state. Don't you see that trusting him was part of the main reason you loved him so much? It is part of love, Y/N. You can't just go in half way and expect to get the full benefits of being in love. I just want you to know that, you did nothing wrong. He will live his life regretting ever doing that to you, cause you were no doubt the best thing to ever happen to the prick," Garrett finished as he looked up at Y/n sincerely.
"You know everyone keeps telling me that, that he'll regret it and he'll get what he deserves as if that will make me feel better," Y/N said with a sarcastic grin. "It won't. I know you are worried about everything and me but what I need right now is for everyone to let me be miserable for a while and handle this on my own. The bloke took advantage of me, and by now, he probably does not even remember my name anymore. So please, let me move on in my own way, as fucked up as it might be," she said firmly before she decided to go outside for some air.
Garrett watched her go, feeling helpless. He wanted to provide comfort for his friend and it seemed everything he did was the wrong. He rubbed his face with both hands exasperatedly before deciding to do as Y/N asked and leave her alone.