Euphoria // Grunge One-Shots

Grunge concert - Eddie Vedder

"Oh my god! That was so amazing!" my best friend, Demi, exclaimed. I laughed, but agreed; Soundgarden and Pearl Jam were amazing on stage.

"I'm gonna go hit a cafe, you coming with me?" I asked Demi. But she shook her head, "Soz (Y/N), gotta get up early tomorrow so I'm gonna go for a good sleep."

Demi and I said our goodbyes and as soon as she left, I went on my way to the local cafe. It was very crowded and I started to doubt if I wanted to stay or go home and just chill, but before I could make up my mind some random guy came up to me and put his hand on my back.

I turned a bit to see who it was, but it wasn't a familiar face. "Excuse me, do I know you?" I asked, as polite as I could be.

He smirked, in a way I didn't really like, "Not yet, but soon you will."

He hadn't spoken even ten words, but I already knew I wanted him to sod off. "What can I get you to drink?" he asked. "I'm ok."

He started to tense up and I wanted to get away from him as soon and as far as possible. But he didn't let it be and continued, "I see your drink is almost done, why don't you just let me buy you something new?"

First, the sound of his voice was quite kind, but now it already sounded annoyed. "I'm sorry, I can buy my own drinks. And for the record, I don't even know if I'm staying much longer."

His hand was still on my back and his grip got harder and harder. I noticed he was fairly muscular and much taller than me, but it didn't scare me off.

"Listen to me, bitch. If I want to buy you a drink, you let me buy you a drink. That's the way it is." he said with a harsh tone into my hear and pressed a sloppy kiss in my neck.

That was the moment I lost it. I shoved him away and backed up, which caused some heads to turn my way. "Look asscracker. If I tell you I don't want anything from you, you should leave me the fuck alone."

He got up his feet as well and before he could get his hands on me, someone stopped him.

"Wow wow, what do you think you're doing? Haven't you heard a word of what she just said? Leave her alone, man. Go home."

The guy somehow seemed convinced and with an annoyed face got out of the cafe as fast as he could.

"You ok?" the guy, who just saved my ass, asked. It was only then that I realised who it was.

"Yeah, thanks a lot for that. Don't know how I would've left this place without any scratched if you didn't stop him from whatever he was about to do.." I laughed slightly.

He extended his hand, "I'm Chris,"

"I know, I just went to your show, actually." I laughed nervously. Chris laughed as well, "I'm (Y/N), by the way."

"Wanna join me and the others for a drink? I just wanted to get another round when I heard you and that asshole."

I thought about my options, not really knowing if I wanted to stay much longer. But how often do you get to sit with a guy who just saved your ass without any intentions beside just being nice, who also is the lead singer of a very good grunge band? Not that often.

"I'd love to, thanks." I smiled and Chris got the drinks for the guys, just as he got a drink for me.

We made our way over to their booth, which was a bit more isolated than the rest.

Chris introduced me to the rest of the guys; Kim, Matt and Ben. We talked about the show and what I thought of it and about how I got there.

The night went by in the blink of an eye and Chris and I shared our numbers, so we could stay in touch and maybe hang out again.

There was no romantic chemistry between us and we didn't necessarily wanted it to be more than friends. We just wanted to hang out as friends.

A couple of days after meeting Chris and the rest of the boys, Chris texted me.

Cornell: Hey (Y/N), if you've got some free time left, come over to my place and come enjoy some good bbq food. Lemme know if you're in.

Luckily, I had nothing to do this afternoon, so I texted him I'd be there. I got ahold of his address and got ready.

I was a warm day in Seattle, so I was just wearing a black skater skirt, a white blouse and my docs. As I parked my car in front of Chris' house Matt made his way over to me.

"There you are, we were starting to doubt if you'd really come." I laughed, "I'm a girl, I need time to get ready, Matt."

We both laughed and he showed me inside, we went through the house, straight to the backyard.

"(Y/N)! Nice to see you." Chris said as he came over and gave me a hug.

I greeted the rest of the guys and noticed it wasn't just the boys of Soundgarden in the backyard.

"I'm sure you recognise them, but this is Dave, Jeff, Stone, Mike" he said while pointing out everyone, "and Eddie."

Chris also pointed out some girls, which were the girlfriends of the boys.

I greeted all the guys and the girls quickly, though I was a bit stuck in the moment while I greeted Eddie.

The afternoon, as well as the evening, went by in an instant. We talked about everything, but there was one thing my mind kept wandering back to; Eddie.

When it was time for me to go, I said goodbye to everyone and told them I didn't need an escort to my car. I thanked Chris for inviting me and made my way over to my car.

Just before I could get in my car, I was stopped by a hand on my shoulder.

"(Y/N), wait."

I immediately recognised that deep voice.

"Eddie?"

"I want to ask you something.." he said nervously.

"Well, go on." I chuckled as his gaze was focused on the ground.

"Do you want to go out with me sometime? As in a date?" he said, finally meeting my gaze.

I blushed, not expecting this at all, but nodded. "I'd love to go on a date with you, Eddie."

Eddie relaxed as I told him I wanted to go on a date with him and it made me smile, knowing he was genuinely nervous for the answer, as if he wouldn't be good enough.

"Give me your phone," I said and he handed me his phone with a confused look on his face. After a couple of seconds I gave it back, "My number's in there, so text or call me whenever you want to." I smiled

"I definitely will." he said with a big smile on his face.

We said our goodbyes and I went home, eagerly waiting for Eddie to text or call me.

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Word count: 1222

I keep apologising for the endings, but I just can't seem to make up good ones. If I get some new ideas for an already published one shot, I might make a second part to end it better :)

~ Emie