Chapter three

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Stone Gossard

I'm craving the taste of Eddie again, wanting to see the contours of his body as he comes out of the shower in only a towel again. I wonder if he feels the same about me after the kiss, or if he just doesn't want a relationship. All I know is that I'm crazy over him and can't stop thinking about him, about his beautiful eyes and lovely hair and cute little smile.

As I lay in bed I miss the feel of Brandon, my ex, laying next to me, but even more I want it to be Eddie laying next to me instead. Maybe that'll happen soon....

I push myself out of bed and walk out to see Eddie cooking pancakes. He smiles when he sees me. "Morning. Want me to make you some?" He asks politely.

"Sure", I say. Since we kissed yesterday we haven't spoken a single word about it. I'm starting to wonder if he even remembers. I go over to the fridge to get done orange juice and see a shit load of beer in there. "Holy shit", I say. "Why do you have so much fucking beer? Stocking up for the zombie apocalypse? How old are you anyways?"

"Because I like beer and getting drunk sometimes doesn't hurt. And I'm 22. How old are you?" Shit, he's older than I thought. Well might make things a bit more difficult knowing that if we had a relationship it would be illegal for a year.

"Uh, 17." I can sense he's thinking the same thing. He silently guess back to making the pancakes and I get my orange juice. Well whatever, I'm not going to let a number get in between us. If he does, in fact, happen to like me in that way.

~*~

"You okay? He asks, sitting down next to me on the couch.

"Uh, yeah", I say, shaking my head from being a bit startled by him sitting down next to me. "Just thinking about him. How can people be so cruel and stupid?"

"Not all people are", he says as he scoots closer to me.

"I guess not, but a lot of people are. I guess I just need to find the right guy." I look him in the eye as I say this, trying to silently tell him what I'm thinking. And he seems to get it because he leans in and cups my face with his hands and presses his lips against mine. I get that high feeling all of a sudden like I did just yesterday when this happened. It's like all my worries evaporate.

His mouth tastes of Mountain Dew but I don't mind at all. He starts to climb on top of me but this time I don't tell him to stop, I don't want him to stop. He's just too perfect at this. I feel something kind of hard press up against my hip and then realize what it is. I chuckle at the thought but keep kissing him anyways.

As our kiss starts to get a little more heated we take a short break just to peel off each others' shirts then go back and connect or mouths once more. It's going great, were both really getting into the kiss.

Until there are two loud knocks on the door.

"Fuck", he says. He climbs off of me and quickly grabs his shirt and throws it on while walking to the door, as I sit on the couch and try to calm my little friend down. No, no, not in that way.

"Pizza?" I hear a man say from the door.

"Shit, I forgot I ordered it", Eddie says back. I hear the clink of change and he comes back with the box after shutting the door. "Pizza?" He asks with a chuckle.

Author note: Ship name ideas? Omg this gif of him is soooooooooo hoooooottt. Okay that's all bye:)

 Okay that's all bye:)

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