Only Metal Can Save Me Now//Metal Lords •Hunter Sylvester•

Never

I woke up with an arm around my waist again. I sat up and pushed Hunters arm off of me lightly. "Why the fuck are you up so early?" He questioned through a tired groan. I looked at him like he was serious.

"Do you sleep till noon?" I questioned him. "No." He replied. "Okay then, neither do I. It's ten in the morning." I told him. "Okay." Is all he said. He too sat up.

"It's Saturday." I said as I watched him walk over to the stairs. "I know, we gotta figure out what we're doing today...you want breakfast?" He asked. I nodded and got out of bed and walked over to where he was.

He actually waited for me. When we reached the kitchen, he opened the fridge and asked what I wanted. "I don't know." I told him honestly as I sat on the kitchen counter.

It was weird. My mind was still thinking about yesterday and last night, that kiss that totally caught me off guard. I was thinking all about it, what it means, what it could mean, how does it effect things with Hunter and I...

...but he's acting like nothing happened. I know something's obviously different with our dynamic. We're not talking down or bullying each other verbally like we used to. I just thought he'd at least talk about it...or mention it.

The whole subject of that and what we both told each other about us not actually hating each other, was pretty much radio fucking silent. I would be lying if I said it didn't bother me.

It did bother me. It bothered me a fuck ton.

I didn't realize I had zoned out thinking about this shit until I thought I heard someone talk to me. I blinked a few times and broke my one sided gaze with the floor.

"Hey?" I heard Hunter say to me. I looked at him. He was standing to the side of me. He honestly looked concerned. "Yeah?" I asked him. "What's up?" He questioned. I shook my head.

"Nothing. It's-I'm fine. Did you figure out what you're making?" I questioned him. I didn't want to tell him what I was thinking about. I didn't want to ruin anything. We've come this far already.

He looked at me like he didn't believe me. He turned away anyway. "Do you like French toast?" He asked. I nodded as I
absentmindedly looked at the floor again.

***

(Hunter's pov)

I'd be lying if I said I minded that Eden was here. It didn't bother me. I actually enjoyed that. What did bother me was that something was obviously wrong. I asked her what was up and she said she was fine.

I could tell she wasn't. I didn't know if I should've pushed her to tell me or what. I've never fucking done this before. I wondered if it was about me kissing her.

I don't know why I did that. Maybe she hates me again. She zoned out again, staring at the floor.

I asked if she likes french toast, she didn't say anything, all she did was nod. I thought about making her laugh, but I didn't know what she found funny. I honestly didn't want the situation to get awkward so I didn't do anything.

I settled on making food. I've never acted like this before. With anyone really. We didn't talk as I cooked. I was honestly glad for that. All of this whole fucking shit was honestly complicated and weird.

Metal gods...why did I have to kiss her?

(Eden's pov)

Hunter and I were sitting at the table. I will admit that the French toast he made was pretty good. We hadn't spoken to each other that much.

For a brief moment I thought about going home, forgetting that I can't. I stopped eating and put my fork down. "Whats up with you?" Hunter then questioned suddenly.

I looked into his eyes from across the table. "Why won't you mention it?" I questioned him honestly. "Mention what?" He asked me, like he honestly had no clue.

"The kiss, Hunter." I told him, wanting answers. "I don't know." Is all he said. That really wasn't the answer I was looking for.

I didn't say anything, I just looked at him. "I never thought I'd be cool with you." I told him, breaking the weird silence. He never stopped staring at me. "And I never thought I wanted to kiss you." He said.

I sighed. "So what does all of this shit mean?" I questioned. He shrugged. "I don't fucking know, Eden." He said softly. Since Hunter and I have been okay with each other, I noticed he didn't freak out like he has before or yelled at anything, well yelled at me.

"But you hate kiss." I told him. He shook his head. "I hate the band kiss." He said. It then went quiet again, but this time it wasn't unwanted or weird.

We finished breakfast and went back downstairs. "Want to go driving?" Hunter questioned. I didn't know what fucking else we were going to do today so I told him sure.

I grabbed some clothes of out my suitcase and went to the bathroom.

When I got out, Hunter was now ready and we walked up the stairs. When we reached out side and started walking towards his car, he turned to me and without a word threw me his keys. It surprised me, and I surprised myself when I actually caught them.

"You're driving." Is all he said as he opened the passenger door and got in. I stood there dumbfounded until I finally allowed myself to walk around the car and to the drivers side. Opening the door and getting in.

I looked at Hunter. "I told you I'd teach you how to drive, so, here we are." He said. I nodded and put the key into the ignition and turned it. The car started and I put my seatbelt on.

This was fucking bizarre. I never thought that this would be happening. I never thought I'd be here.

God, man...what happened to 'never'