Too Late

I Love You, I Need You

warnings: (18+) alcohol, weed, male nudity, Eddie being the biggest asshole ever, manipulative Eddie, hearts getting broken, smut, kissing, fingering, Gareth having a brilliant relationship with his mother.

Chissy, Gareth and you hung back in the library after school for a few hours, studying for an English test you all had Monday morning. You wanted to get the studying out of the way, and what better way to study than with your two favourite people. It was about half past five now, and the lot of you had started to pack up.

"Do you have a ride home, Chrissy?" Gareth asked as he shoved his books into his backpack.

"I'll just walk," She smiled so sweetly, as she always did, "I live right around the corner."

"We'll drive you." You spoke up.

"Don't worry," She shook her head, "I don't want to dig into your time."

Gareth blushed bright red, and he looked over to you with an embarrassed smirk, shaking his head. You giggled and poked your tongue out.

"Do not fret," he looked back over to Chris, "mums gonna be hanging around till dinner anyway."

"Come on." you slung your bag over your shoulder as you approached the library doors, "It's getting dark. You never know what's out there. Maybe even an overly confident jock." you faked fear.

She giggled, "Alright, thank you."

As you approached his car, you and Chrissy walked close together on the passenger side. She leant in close and whispered to you as she opened the back door,

"Are you wearing the new stuff?"

You blushed and whispered back, "Yeah, the black one."

She pumped her eyebrows at you and slid into the backseat. Chrissy slotted herself into the middle seat, leaning forward onto the centre glove box to entertain further conversation with you. Gareth glanced over to make sure you were both buckled in before driving. He pulled out of the carpark and you turned on the radio, the tape from the recording studio automatically playing.

"Oh my goodness, Chris," You looked back at her, "did Eddie play this for you?"

"Play what?" She leant on her elbows.

"Their recording studio session?"

"Nope." She shook her head.

"I don't think Eddie even has a tape." Gareth smiled, "We only got two straight away. One for you, and Jeff left the other one in my car. We get the rest when we pay for them."

You reached into your bag and pulled out a couple of twenties, "Here."

He shoved your hand away, "No."

"Come on, it's for all of you." You shoved it into the cupholder, "I'm helping you get big."

He rolled his eyes with a smile and just let you give him the money, he knew he would lose any fight with you anyway.

"Anyway," you glanced back at Chrissy, "the big recording studio, they gave me the tape the other day. Isn't it good? It sounds so professional."

"It does." She grinned.

You slumped back in your seat, listening to the music, and you propped your feet up on the dash.

"Hey, no." Gareth patted your knee, "We crash and you're losing your legs. Down."

"I don't think we're gonna crash, Gar Bear." You rolled your head over to look at him.

He glanced down at you, eyebrows raised, "I don't care. Legs down, now."