You happen to stumble upon a group of friends waving in the driveway. They say you look like their friend who just left. You ask "who?". They say "Eric Forman"
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June 25th 1979
Ch.3 – A kiss? Two?
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Hyde's bed was stiff and the room was stuffy.
Hyde invited me to his back room-bedroom again, we just hung out and sat in there and chatted. His room before was technically a closet for the basement so there's not much to see; lots of pipes, gray walls, dusty floors and a single bed. Not a lot of decorations or anything that really feels like a bedroom minus the bed.
I was blabbing about the newest episode of some non-important show. Before I could even finish my sentence, Hyde interrupts by grabbing my waist with one hand and grabbing my chin with the other and planting a kiss on me. I was so shocked that I had my eyes open the whole time. It was a really passionate kiss but I felt like I couldn't enjoy it properly because of how surprised I was and how short it was.
He pulled away and I hadn't moved positions, still wide eyed, hands in the air because I was getting really into talking about the newest episode.
Hyde looked away and said "sorry" under his breath. I knew he had a crush on me but I didn't think he'd act on it, let alone act on it right now.
I didn't think of him like that until this point.
"Or at least, I don't THINK I did."
I felt sparks during that short kiss. Butterflies in my stomach. My ears went hot, and probably turned bright red, since I tend to do that when embarrassed or flustered.
Hyde noticed my silence, "Dude, you're making it worse by not saying anything." He finally turns to face me. I was still frozen. I started to mutter "and...and the episode ended.. w-" I locked eyes with him, had a quick glance down at his lips and went for it. I launched myself at him, I have never done that in my life. It was the first make out session I've ever had and "WOW" I said inside because oh my god I was freaking out. This went on for a couple minutes, or maybe an hour, I don't know I lost track of time.
When we finally stopped it was like the air had gone still. It was uncomfortable but also safe. Nothing else happened besides making out and I was so fine with that. I trusted him with everything in me. He really liked me, this is definitely going somewhere. I smiled at him as I was adjusting my hair and fixing my shirt. He smiled back and was re-tucking in his shirt. We felt safe.
"I'm gonna go home." I say kindly, standing up.
"Okay," Hyde says also standing up, smiling at me and reaches in for a quick kiss goodbye, "see you tomorrow."
I leave the room and he closes it behind me. I'm smiling like a stupid bastard walking towards the side door in the basement that leads to the backyard. Before I make it there, I see Donna's red hair sitting on the couch.
"Donna!" I blurt out embarrassed.
"Did she hear any of that? Holy shit."
"How long have you been sitting there?" I said trying to figure out if she knows.
"Hey! I just got here," She says setting down a magazine she was reading. "Hyde's room?" she motions to Hyde's door.
I look at the door wondering if she's implying that she knows. "Yep." I say nonchalantly, trying to keep my cool.
She doesn't look suspicious or hinting at anything "Wanna go to the Hub?" she offers.
I notice that she's up to something but it's not what I think it is since she's never asked me to do anything one-on-one.
"Yeah sure, I'm starving." I say as I start walking to the stairs that lead to the front door instead of the backdoor. Who knew making out would feel like a workout.
The Forman's treat me like their kid so much that they trust me with their Vista Cruiser as long as I paid for the gas. I gladly accepted as I don't have a car. I drove us over to the Hub in silence except for the faint radio playing the WPP; the radio station Donna works at. Donna sat there with her hands in her lap twiddling her fingers together nervously, slightly humming along to the music. I was really nervous why she was acting nervous.
I pull into the parking lot, turn the car off and go to unbuckle my seatbelt and Donna pushes herself at me hard, her hands both planted on my cheeks and her lips on mine.
"Oh god again?" I think terrified to myself.
I don't like Donna. Definitely not in the way that I do with Hyde. Her kiss didn't give me sparks or butterflies in my stomach. I lightly pushed her off.
"What are you doing?" I said out of breath and kind of scared.
It was like watching every emotion play out at once because it was like I had just smacked her flat across the face. Her actions caught up to her. She realized I wasn't Eric and I saw it in her eyes. Her brows sank and the tears welled.
"Oh god...," she says clutching her face in her hands. "ohgodohgodohgodohgod" she repeated. "I'm so sorry" she said so softly through small gasps.
"What was that?" I said slightly freaking out as to why she's crying, holding my breath I awaited her response. I realized she was actually crying and started to awkwardly pat her back as she was hunched over in her seat still buckled.
She collapsed into my arms and lap now full on sobbing. She was clutching my t-shirt and crying onto it. I wrapped my arms around her uncomfortably but I knew she needed this so I kept rubbing her back. People walked past us giving us weird stares. I don't blame them, I know I had a weird face while clutching this redhead in my seat.
We sat there for a minute listening to the faint songs of Led Zeppelin and ABBA before Donna sat up wiping her tears. Her face was red from the crying and from the embarrassment. She sighed softly and apologized again.
"I just miss Eric." She said strained.
"I'm not Eric." I whispered. At this point, it feels like I was given this burden of looking too much like Eric and I'm starting to feel overwhelmed.
"I know, " She whispered back with a defeated smile. "I don't even like you like that." She said with a giggle sob. I laughed softly too.
"Thank god, now is not the time to say I just made it with Hyde." I silently screamed in my brain.
"Let's go split a fry and shake, huh?" I say trying to relieve the situation.
"Yeah." She whispered, sniffing and wiping away tears.
"Are you a chocolate shake gal or a vanilla shake gal?" I say smiling kind of teasing.
"Chocolate are you kidding?" she finally unbuckled her seat belt "who likes vanilla shakes?" she said through a smile. We walked up to front door of the Hub sort of laughing together.
"Hey," I say fake offended "don't shit on the vanilla okay? It's good sometimes."
"Really? When?" Donna says fake offended back...
After that, Donna and I have never been so close. We tell each other everything like best friends would, "Well, almost everything". That's okay though.
Hyde and I have almost a daily "hangout" sesh. So far, no one suspects anything.
Until one day I walk into the basement to go see Hyde, someone else was caught making out in the basement...
