All Hallow's Eve

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Eddie's POV:

I knock on Dustin's door and wait. I hear the sound of footsteps behind the door and Dustin answers with a wide grin.

"Hey dude," he beams, ushering me inside. "Nice costume. Y/N will be out in a minute."

Y/N and I decided to go as skeletons. She had come over to my house earlier to help me with my makeup before heading home to do hers and get ready. I have to admit I do look pretty cool. I'm wearing all black and my leather jacket is on over my clothes making the pasty white makeup stand out. I've put my hair up in a low bun so it won't stick to my skin and I decided against wearing any necklaces in case they rub the makeup off.

Dustin is dressed up as a ninja and I smile. I remember him talking to Mike and Will about matching their outfits. I know he is excited about tonight. It's been a long time since I went trick or treating and I envy him slightly for the fun he will have. Y/N and I got invited to a party tonight by Robin and typically I wouldn't go, but I really want any excuse to spend more time with her.

Our fake dating has been going well. She seems to be finding an easy rhythm with me and it makes me happy to see how easily she has found comfort. More then once she has reached for me without prompting, initiating contact and I have barely been able to contain my happiness.

Going into this ruse, I was worried that she would be reserved and would constantly be worried about the "other woman". But Y/N barely mentions her, almost content to act as though she isn't even a factor. Which in all honesty, she isn't but Y/N doesn't know that.

Just last week at lunch, Y/N and Robin came up to the table to eat with us. I was in the middle of a conversation with Gareth as they approached. Robin took the only vacant seat next to Jeff smiling wickedly up at Y/N as she sat. Without missing a beat, Y/N moved forward and set her tray in front of me and slid down into my lap. Luckily, Gareth was speaking otherwise I would have lost my train of thought, stuttered, and stopped speaking. As it was, my mind blanked and I zoned out. All my focus turned to her body on mine and my throat contracted on itself. She moved her hair over her shoulder and started to eat her food, settling against me and my arms instinctively wrapped around her, keeping her locked in place. She peeked over her shoulder at me and I blinked up at her.

"You told me I can sit here," she whispers, her cheeks flushing and I gulp. I try not to think of all the things I want to do to her, reminding myself of the limits she has set and that we are in a crowded lunchroom.

"You're right," I whisper in her ear and she shudders. I rest my chin on her shoulder as she eats, breathing in the smell of daisies as I try to resume my conversation with Gareth.

More and more instances like this have been occurring over the last two weeks and I don't want to get my hopes up, but I'm finding it hard. Y/N has gotten more and more irresistible and the more contact I have with her the harder I'm finding it to stick to her no sex rule. I find myself zoning out at random times during the day, picturing her moaning and begging below me and I have to scold myself. When she kisses me I feel like my whole body is lit on fire, begging for release. I even dream of her, waking up each morning sweaty and hard. The deadline is New Years but I hope to whatever higher being is out there that I can convince her to go out with me for real before then because I might just die otherwise.

I hear her heels clacking against the floor before I see her and I look up just as she turns the corner into the foyer. My heart hammers in my chest as she enters the room and I glance down at her. She looks remarkable. Y/N is wearing a long sleeve black dress that goes down to mid-thigh. It clings to her every curve, making my mouth water. Underneath she's wearing black tights and black ankle boots. Her facial makeup is identical to mine and her hair is braided down her back. She's got skeleton earrings dangling from her ears. She smiles up at me and my stomach flips.

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