latent love [eddie munson]

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Eddie's POV

I can't bring myself to look down at her. She let her self lay on my chest, I also didn't stop her.

"What're you thinking about?" She asks.

"I dunno." I mutter, lying.

"You do know."

"I can't tell you." I say.

"Why not?" She's asks, I wrap my arms around her completely disregarding her question. I focus heavily on her breathing. It's so fast, she's breathing rapidly.

"Are you okay? You're breathing so quick." I begin drawing circles on her back, down her arms using my fingertips. My other arm caresses her, holding on tight not wanting to let go.

"I don't know." She barley lets out a whisper. We sit in silence for a several moments, eventually I can feel her calming down. She's less stiff, she's let herself sink into me.

"Are you better?" I ask.

"I'm so better." She says, tripping over her own words. She laughs at herself.

"So so better?" I tease.

"Very better." She laughs and snorts. I didn't know she could do that, so I laugh too.

"You're a dork." I say when I catch my breath from laughing with her.

"Rude." She pushes off of me, she looks fake pissed. A grin hiding in her eyes as she pretends to frown. She turns around to face me.

"It's okay, I'm a freak."

"No you're not." Now her frown looks real.

"You'll see when we start school, a total freak." I explain.

"Don't say that." She furrows her brows at me. She sits up crisscrossed between my legs, that are now spread wide enough for her to sit between them.

"It's the truth princess."

"Princess?" Emily questions me. Fuck I don't know why I said that. I look at her face trying to gage her reaction.  "I'm not a princess." She pouts.

"Yeah you are. You just don't see it yet."

"Stop it." She snaps at me.

"Stop what?" I ask, confused as fuck.

"Being so nice to me."

"Why?" I ask, even more confused than before.

"You're making it to hard to be your friend." She avoids making eye contact with me.

"Is that what you want?"

She pauses before answering me, looking at me she days, "Yes."

"Okay." I sigh defeated. She lays back down on my chest. We sit there for a couple minutes in silence.

"Im tired." She finally speaks, breaking the silence. Somehow I fucked this up again.

"Want me to take you to Max's?" I ask. 

"No." I look down at her, she's trying so hard to keep her eyes open. Maybe she's actually tired.

"Where do you want to go?" She doesn't respond, I try to shake her awake. Nothing. "Emily, wake up."

"No." She whispers finally.

"Come on." I start standing up, moving her around. She sits up frustrated.

"I want to sleep like that." She whines.

"Like what?"

"With you." She lays back down on the couch, her back facing me. Her face deep into the couch.

"Nope." I say trying to protect my own feeling cause I don't think I could handle that.

"Please." Emily whines into the couch cushions.

"Fine." I sigh giving in. I go to sit next to her but she stands up and starts walking down the hallway, where my bedroom exists. "No not it there." I protest but it's too late because I hear my bedroom door open.

"Eddie." I hear her whining from my bedroom. Probably because of the fat ass fucking mess.

"What?" I say shutting the living room lights off and heading towards by bedroom.

"Will you bring me my bag?" I turn back to the living room and grab her back pack. When I enter my room I'm greeted by a shirtless Emily. She's sitting in my bed in her bra and the pants she wore today.

Covering my eyes, "Here you go." I aimlessly hand her the bag.

"Sorry." She whispers.

"It's okay." I turn, facing my back to her.

"I'm so tired." She says softly.

"You can sleep in here I'll go take the couch." I say with my back still to her. Sounds of her shuffling to get changed fill the silence.

I feel her small hand intertwine with mine as she pulls me towards the bed. Not letting go I turn to face her. She put shorts on and a tank top. I can't help but notice she's not wearing a bra anymore. She smiles and hugs me, her head rests perfectly in my chest. Shortly after she pulls away and climbs into my bed getting comfy. I watch her for a few moments before deciding to leave her alone.

Just as I'm about to leave the room she says, "You can sleep with me. We can have a sleepover." She giggles, pulling the blanket up to her face.

"Are you sure?" I ask.

"Yes, bestie." She laughs harder than before.

"I don't know if I should, you're obviously high as fuck." I explain.

"Eddie." She whines, I hesitate to answer unsure what to do. "You don't want to?"

"I do," I explain, "but I don't know if this a trap or something." She just laughs at me. She opens the blanket motioning for me to join her.

"Pleasssse," Emily whines for the millionth time, "I though you said anything for me." She pouts.

"Fine." I groan, pretending to be annoyed. In reality I'm confused and slight terrified, kind of excited.

"Yay," she yells. I lay down in my own bed as far as I can from Emily to respect her boundaries. Doesn't matter cause it only takes a few moments for Emily to move closer to me, rest her head on my chest and throw one of her legs over mine. "Relax." She commands.

"Are you sure you're okay with this?" I ask again.

"Yes." She whispers.

"Okay."

"I like you." She barley whispers, followed by the faint sound of snoring. She knocked out that quickly, wow.

I lay there for a while just thinking about what the fuck just happened. Does she actually like me? Or like me as a friend?

She's so fucking confusing.