𝓣𝓻𝓾𝓮 𝓟𝓻𝓸𝓶𝓲𝓼𝓮𝓼 𝓞𝓯 𝓛𝓸𝓿𝓮 {Eddie Munson}

67) 𝓳𝓮𝓼𝓼

{continued from last chapter}

-Ariella POV-
Eddie was laying beside me on the couch, watching whatever was playing on the TV.
I couldn't help but start to deal with my thoughts.

Does I mean more when I tell eddie I love him? Does he mean more. I don't know how much I mean when I tell him I love him. I do love him, but, every time I tell him that I love him, I love him more than I did when the last time I told him that.

We're not in a relationship, we're not dating. We're friends, just friends messing around and I'm getting to carried away with him.

He's not my boyfriend, though, I wouldn't complain if he was.. we're nothing more than friends, who sometimes fuck each other, but that's all. Right?

He's probably just fucking me for now until school starts, so he can actually get with someone. I'm not his type, if he even has one. I hope I'm his type. I know Eddie would never try to lead me on, but I feel like he's gonna find someone else, but I don't want him to.

I admit to myself, I really, really like Eddie. Fuck it, I love him and I know I mean it. I admit that I was jealous. I want him to talk about me like he did Jess or whatever the hell her name is, I want him to be excited for me, not her. Im getting carried away again.

We're just messing around. I remind myself, but I wanna be more than just his friend that he sometimes has sex with! I know he loves me, but- Eddie wouldn't lie to me. I know that, but I feel like there's something else.

I need to stop worrying so much. He's my friend, not the guy I've been dating for 4 years.

" Are you okay, darling?" Eddie's voice chimed through my ears. " Huh? Oh yeah." I replied after realizing what he had said. "You've been awful quiet for the past 10 minutes. What's on your mind, babe?"

" Nothin', just thinking. I thought you were asleep."  I mumbled, " Just thinking—, hm?" He asked, turning around to face me, his eyes traveling down to look at the short volleyball spandex I had on.

He pulled me from the wall of the couch, moving me closer to him. "My pretty girl. I know there's something bothering you, you were really upset earlier. But I'm not gonna force it out of you. If you wanna talk, I will always listen, but don't feel pressured to tell me. Okay?" He cooed to me.

" Okay." I replied, he hugged me. " I like you in these." He referred to my shorts as softly rubbed circles into one of my hips.

" Yeah? You should come see me play volleyball." I told him, " Oh definitely, don't you do another sport? Oh! Tennis! " He exclaimed, I felt myself smile. " How'd you know that? I never told you ."

"I pay attention to the details sweetheart. The tennis racket hanging on the wall in your room, the volleyball shadow box," he pointed to the shadow box that was on the mantle, that held my volleyball jersey from middle school, next to Steve's Little League box.

" What is that, Hawkins Middle?" He asked me, his eyes going back to me, " Yeah, I started playing in 8th grade." I smiled, " Eddie! I can't believe you noticed all that." For the first time in while, I felt like I really mattered to someone.

"I hope you don't thinks it creepy or anything, I promise I was looking around." He said nervously, " Not at all Ed! I promise."

-Eddie POV-
" Did you ever try sports?" Ariel asked curiously, " I did baseball for like a season when I was 9, I was horrible at it. My dad put me in it, that's when I realized sports are not for me."

" Oh! Steve did baseball too, Little League! And basketball, that's how my mom got me into cheer, I would cheer for Steve's games. And- sorry, you were saying?" She stopped her ramble about her brother.

" I cant even remember what I was saying. I love listening to you." I found myself thinking back to Jess, listening? 'Well you must love listening to her then because you remember everything she said!' I wanted to say so badly,

I need to stop, I don't mean anything to Eddie, we're just- I should stop lying to myself first. We might not be dating, but we're definitely more than friends. I've thought the same thoughts over and over again since earlier. I'm just being dramatic like I am about everything.

" Ariel? Still here, sweetheart?" Eddie chuckled, " Yeah, sorry." I replied, " Are you hungry? Because I am, c-"

" Go ahead, Ed. You can raid the pantry." I told him jokingly. He playfully rolled his eyes and got up, making his way to the kitchen.

The phone suddenly rang out loudly from beside me. I picked up the ringing phone, only to hear a voice I didn't recognize fill my ears.

" Hey is this The Harrington's number?" A feminine sounding voice said, "Yeah, who is this?" I asked in confusion, " Oh, my bad. I'm Jess. I was wondering if Eddie was there. His friends told me he might be there. Are you Ariel?"

" Yes. I'm Ariel. How did you get this number?" I asked, why is she calling me? "From the phone book. Anyway, Is Eddie there?" Damn phone books. " Yeah." I replied coldly. Feeling jealousy fill my mind, and that tightness in my chest.

"Eddie, Baby, someone called for you!" I shouted, so that Eddie and Jess would hear the pet name I had called him. Eddie walked back into the living room, a bag of chips in his hand, and an empty cup under his elbow.

" Hello~," He said into the phone, I watched a smile appear on his face when he heard her voice, " Oh hey Jess! What's up?" Does he get this happy when he's on the phone with me?

" Yeah, I can come with you tomorrow—" his voice changed tone as he saw me looking up at him, I hadn't realized I was glaring until now.

" Do you mind if my friend Ariel comes-" he pressed the phone to his chest, " Do you wanna come with us to the arcade?" He then put the phone back to his ear, " I cant, I- I have tennis practice with Billy. He's giving some tips to improve my forehand!" I said as I suddenly came up with an idea.

It's not like Billy didn't play tennis in middle school, and he still plays in his free time. "What time? Me and Jess aren't going until about 4." Eddie begged with his eyes, staring at me sweetly, " Please?" He said softly.

" Okay, fine." I agreed, knowing Eddie wasn't gonna give up until I agreed, it's only because of Jess.

They talked for a few more minutes, " Bye, Jess. Are you meeting me there? Or- Oh, yeah sure I can come pick you up. " He said, " Alright, see you tomorrow."

He hung up the phone, "I'm happy you get to meet Jess tomorrow. Wait- when does Billy Hargrove play tennis?" Eddie asked abruptly, " Oh he got bored one summer when he was like 12, and decided to learn to play tennis. He's really good at it."

"I want you to watch me tomorrow."