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"I was kinda shy But she was a daredevil"
1/1 1:04am 1994
Y/n stood on the edge of the quarry, dancing with a cigarette in her hand. It had just turned 1994 and we (the losers) were all celebrating at the quarry. I watched her as she stripped from her clothes, my face burning up. She jumped into the cold water, screaming in joy. I smiled, watching everyone else get undressed as well.
"And she liked to smoke But she didn't like to drink 'Cause she know that Her parents will yell at her"
3/23 3:45am 1994
She knocked on my window, the cool night air, swirling around her ankles.
"Y/n? What are you doing here? It's like 3am?" I croaked, grabbing her hand and helping her inside of my room.
"My dad," she began, sinking in my bed "he found a bottle of whiskey under my bed, and he hit me"
My heart shattered and I fell to my knees in front of her, noticing the bright purple, swelling bruise beneath her eye.
"Y/n..." I whispered, watching her tears coat her cheeks. She pulled me into a hug and I hugged her back, letting her cry into my shoulder. She soon fell asleep next to me, her arms still wrapped around me.
"Then she said-"
6/3 9:24pm 1994
"Hey Eddie?" She spoke, taking the cigarette out of her mouth and looking at me, watching the stars on the roof.
"Yeah, what's up?" I asked, the music from the party below us blaring to the point where I could feel the vibrations of the bass.
"You know, I really like hanging out with you" She smiled, and tears slowly came out of her e/c eyes
"Awe, I really like hanging out with you too" I smiled back, glancing at her momentarily, the turning back to the sky.
"I think I really want to kiss you" She breathed, putting her cancer stick out.
"Wait... really?" I turned to her, a look of confusion and bewilderment in my eyes
"Yeah but I don't want to scare you" She mumbled loud enough for me to hear, wiping away her tears.
"Aw no, it's cool" I shook it off. She's just drunk. I thought.
She doesn't drink
"Next thing I know Sarah took me to the bathroom" 6/3 9:30pm 1994
I pushed her into the bathroom, our lips never parting.
"I said "Are you sure? This is kinda crazy" She says, "I just really wanna go! I don't wanna take it slow"
She smiled at me reassuringly and I leaned in again, taking her shirt off slowly. That night was everything I could've ever asked for. She was everything I could've ever asked for.
SHORT I KNOW, BUT I REALLY LIKE WRITING BASED OFF OF SONGS, COMMENT IF YOU LIKE THIS OR YOU WANT NORMAL IMAGINES <3
