#eddiemunsonxreader

It had been a halfway decent day at school so far, despite the fact you had spilled your coffee all down your shirt this morning, your least favorite teacher dismissing your answer in front of everyone, and getting your period. Okay maybe it did suck, but when you saw Eddie, your secret boyfriend, at lunch you smiled and blushed slightly. Eddie was sitting at the Hellfire lunch table with his weirdo friends, who you don't mind hanging around. 

You take your seat next to your brother, Jason Carver, reluctantly. You hated hiding your true self; it's like being fake, and you hate it.

Your brother ruffles your hair as you sit down, making you roll your eyes and fix your hair.

As you sit there, barely eating, barely paying attention, and completely zoned out, and your brother, being annoying, tries to get your attention. 

You snap out of your thoughts when there's a loud bang on a table somewhere off towards the middle of the cafeteria. Eddie and Jason are arguing, again. You just roll your eyes as Jason stands up. When you look up you see Eddie standing on the table making a little speech “as long as you're into band… or science…or parties… or a game where you throw balls into laundry baskets! …It's forced conformity! That's what's killing the kids! That's the real monster!” As he speaks you try to hide your proud smile, but your face betrays you as you grin ear to ear. 

As Jason says something you don't even hear you see Eddie hold up his index fingers to his head making horns and sticking his tongue out. You burst into giggles because it's just Eddie. But did I mention it was dead silent in the cafeteria? Yeah. Your giggles filled the silence. Everyone, I mean everyone turned and looked right at you giggling in your chair.

Once you finally get your composure, you turn and see your brother pissed. He looks like he's gonna strangle you. That's when you realize everyone is staring at you. “Fuck it.”  You think as you stand up. 

“He's right.” Your voice echoes through the cafeteria. “You all judge people for what they like. Why? What is the point of judging? What good does it get you? You didn't even know one of the freaks was among you!" Everyone gasped and you smiled, smirked really, and joined Eddie on the table. “I'm dating Eddie Munson. I have been for months. I'm a part of Hellfire. You all thought I was the innocent Carver but you're wrong. This is politics in school. It's fucked up.” You kiss Eddie in front of everyone. On the table. In front of EVERYONE! 

Once you pull back you can see the blush on Eddie's face, but he looks smug as ever. The Hellfire table is clapping and whistling, because they all knew. Jason on the other hand looks like he's gonna explode with anger. So smirking you look at him. “What? Did I hit a nerve, bubba?” Bubba, the name you've always called your big brother, now used to insult him. It kind of felt good. 

After lunch everyone clears out. You get pulled from walking with Eddie and yelp, naturally. When you turn around you see Jason standing there fuming. Eddie, who now notices you're not by his side, spins around and sees Jason holding onto your arm with a bruising grip, dragging you towards the school doors. 

Eddie, being the concerned little boyfriend he is, runs over and pulls Jason's hand off your arm which is now tomato red from his grip. When Jason turns around and sees Eddie gently touching your arm to check for bruises, he punches him right there out of anger at both of you. This act causes you to gasp and scream at Jason to stop. Eddie stumbles back and you immediately step in-between them, taking a blow yourself from Jason, which sends you flying into Eddie's chest. You, being you, gets pissed. You've had a shitty start to your day so it's already fucked, so let's give up and keep it fucked. 

You step forwards and punch your brother hard in the nose. He stumbles backwards and into some lockers. He won't get back up but the basketball team rushes to his side. 

You spin around and go to Eddie. Carefully and gently, you move his hand from his face to see what happened. There's a bruise forming on his jaw. “I swear I'm gonna kill him.” You mumble under your breath and Eddie hears it. 

“Babe, don't worry about him. And I'm fine. I'm more worried about you.” Eddie says extremely concerned as he gently touches your cheekbone which is bruising way faster than his, you wince. “Although that was pretty hot when you hit him” Eddie smiles softly and you smile and blush slightly at the compliment. “Let's skip this joint, what do you say?” You nod just wanting to get as far away from your brother as you can.

After around ten to twenty minutes of driving you get to Eddie's trailer. Once inside, you plop down on his couch just like you have plenty of times before. He goes to the kitchen and comes back after a minute and has a bag of ice. He ever so gently places it on your bruising cheekbone, making you wince. 

“Shh, it's gonna be sore for a while. But you'll live. I'm here as your life support,” he says with a dramatic flare as always. 

His playfulness helps, a little, to lighten your mood. 

As you sit there you slowly start to lean against Eddie. Him still holding the ice to your cheekbone, and AC/DC playing softly in the background that he turned on when you both walked in. 

Eddie smiles softly as you lean fully against him, your cheek to his chest as you close your eyes and just live in the moment. 

Eddie's soft voice rings through your ears as he breaks the silence. “Baby,” he says softly, getting your attention. You look up at him, your head still against his chest. “What you did for me, for us, that was really badass, like metal as hell. Thank you for punching him. He deserved it.” He smiled as you blushed at his comment, but nevertheless smiled.

“He's my brother. He'll get over it. Although I'm definitely going to sit with you at lunch from now on.” You smirk slightly as you look back up at Eddie who is now chuckling softly, the vibration in his chest hitting your head just as softly as they sound.

Eddie looks down at you asking softly “Do you wanna find a movie to watch? I'll make popcorn.” He says playfully making you giggle

“I'll find a movie. Go make the popcorn.” Eddie grins and runs off to the kitchen to make popcorn. You sit down on the floor and rummage through the options he has. You find one of your newer favorite movies “Little Shop of Horrors” that came out earlier this year. 

When he comes back you hold up the movie and he takes it dramatically popping it into the player. You both flop down onto the couch, your head going into Eddie's lap, as you both sit there cuddling watching the movie. 

After a while of watching Eddie notices you've dozed off, so he sits as still as he can to not wake you. He smiled softly watching your peaceful face as you slip into a deep slumber.

~

The next morning you wake up, your back aching, from falling asleep on Eddie's couch.. wait a minute… FUCK! You fell asleep at Eddie's house! Jason, mom, and dad are going to kill you! 

You jump up from the couch which wakes up Eddie. He sits up really fast, “What happened? Are you okay? You look like you've seen a ghost.” He sits up rubbing the sleep away from his eyes. 

You speak so quickly it's like a waterfall of words from your mouth, “My parents are going to kill me! I have a curfew of ten! It's just sunrise! Jason is going to kill us!” You panic as you run around grabbing your stuff quickly and realize you need different clothes especially if you're going to school today. 

Eddie gets up and gently grabs your shoulders. “Baby,” he says calmly, taking your chin to make you look at him. “Take a breath, you'll be fine. You can borrow some of my clothes if you need.” His calm voice helps you collect your thoughts a little but you're still everywhere at once. 

You sit down and after a minute Eddie hands you a T-shirt and a pair of jeans that have to be way too big for you. But you still go to the bathroom and try them on anyway.

When you come out, Eddie dies laughing seeing his shirt hanging off you and his jeans fitting a little tightly but having to be rolled up at your ankles because you're way shorter than him.

“Don't laugh at me!” You say playfully as you fix the shirt that falls off your shoulder again, making Eddie laugh harder. 

“I'm not laughing because it's funny, I'm laughing cause you look adorable.” He says before coming over and gently tucking a loose piece of hair behind your ear. You look down but he gets you to look up at him, putting his index finger under your chin and tilting your head up. When your eyes meet his, you can’t help but smile at his cheeky grin but you also question what he's thinking about. 

“Eddie,” he raised an eyebrow as if to ask “what?”, “What's with the cheeky grin? It usually means you're planning something, so what are you planning?” You say with a smile that turns more mischievous as you speak.

Eddie's grin just widens as he leans down to your ear and whispers, “Jason is in for it today. You're going to be with me when we walk in, when we walk to classes, at lunch, and during dismissal. You're a freak now, but you're my freak.” His grin gets impossibly bigger. He leans in and kisses your lips gently for a little peck. “Let's go to school. Together.” He dramatically holds out his hand with a slight bow but never breaks eye contact. You take his hand, and he drags you out to his van.

When he starts the van you find the Classic Rock station, turning it up making Eddie show a proud smile. After around five minutes Eddie's hand had creeped its way over to your thigh to gently rest there. You take his hand and intertwine your fingers with his. 

Arriving at school was very dramatic. Eddie gets out, and opens the passenger side offering his hand like the dramatic gentleman he is. Jason had just arrived at school with the rest of the team. When he sees you with Eddie he gets mad again, but he's mainly worried, from you not being home last night. Jason runs over, but you flip him off, throwing your middle finger over your shoulder. In retaliation you walk closer to Eddie who wraps his arm around your waist. Jason is pissed off again but doesn't do anything this time. 

After you walk through the doors, heads turn. You freeze for a split second, but close your eyes and just relax at the scent of Eddie's cheap cologne. You start walking with Eddie, his arm around your waist, your hands intertwined, everyone stops talking and looks. You're wearing a random band shirt of Eddie's, his jeans feeling too tight making you hyper aware of every movement your legs make, you being thicker is not helping right now. You get to your locker and he looks around and sticks his tongue out at everyone else before looking back at you and gently placing his hand on your lower back. He leans down and whispers “Baby, you're shaking. Are you okay?” you just nod but he knows it's a lie. 

Once he has walked you to your first period and you take your seat, all you can hear are the whispers of your classmates around you. Robin, your best friend, looks over at you, worried, so as the teacher talks she passes a note that reads: “are you okay??? I know all that shit with Eddie is tough but you're shaking. If you need to talk I'm here. :)” you look up at her and smile softly, but quickly hide the note before the teacher sees. After getting lectured for one wrong answer you finish your first period wanting to cry. You hate that teacher, always have, always will, they shouldn't even be a teacher in most people's opinion.

As you walk out of class you look up and see Eddie, smirking. You raise an eyebrow confused on why he's smirking. When he's about to lean against a classroom door it opens and he starts to fall instead, cutting off his words. “Hey there sweetche-” you hear a yelp then a loud thud, papers flying out from the door with a cartoonish “swush” sound. You can't help but just die laughing, Eddie just made your day so much better. 

Meanwhile his favorite teacher, and most other people's favorite, pokes her head out of the classroom and sees you giggling at Eddie. You don't know her that well because you, unfortunately, don't have her, you only know her because she lets Hellfire use her classroom for the campaigns. 

She looks down at Eddie and stifles her laugh “To impress her?? Dude she is way out of your league.”

You hear her then Eddie go “I know! Don't rub it in my face, man! And we've been dating for six months! So ha! She's my girl!” You giggle even harder at their conversation and go to the classroom door. 

“You're right in my league.” you say with a smile. Eddie sticks his hands up with grabbing hands and a playful smile. You roll your eyes and take his hands pulling him up, him, being silly, flies into your arms hugging you tightly, your face going straight to his chest. His teacher smiles proudly and the whole Hellfire club whistles teasingly. 

Afterwards you turn around and help him pick up his campaign which is a gumbled up mess now. As you're picking up papers you notice how one is a potion Eddie made. It's a sleep potion and only a true love’s kiss can wake up the person sleeping. At the bottom you see in small writing: “the mage, (you) can only be awoken by the kiss of Relgar the Bloodied.” AKA Eddie's character. You look at him then turn the paper around, “Eddie, what is this?”

He sees it and his eyes widen a little too big and he grabs the paper from your hands. “Nothing! Nothing at all!” His face turns tomato red and you grin knowingly. 

You both finish getting the papers and he walks you to your next class but he's still blushing. 

When you're walking to lunch after that period Eddie opens the door for you, gesturing with his arm dramatically, saying. “My lady~” you giggle and walk in. During lunch you sit at the Hellfire table next to Eddie who rests his hand on your thigh.

Jason is sitting with the basketball team, not paying attention to them but watching you instead. He notices how Eddie is so gentle and sweet to you, he even sees how protective Eddie is. 

Right before dismissal you’re at your locker. You've successfully survived another day in Hawkins High. Eddie comes up leaning a few lockers down, trying to get your attention. Robin comes up next to you where her locker is and opens it, blocking Eddie's view. Next thing you know you look back and you see Eddie looking around Robin at you smiling. “Hey sweetcheeks.” 

You roll your eyes at the nickname. “How many times do I have to tell you I hate that name?” 

He grins “however many times it takes to get me to stop calling you, sweetcheeks.”

You roll your eyes dramatically, as your brother comes up and stops behind you. “You coming home tonight?” he says not harshly but with a concerned tone. “Mom was worried sick. I just wanted to make sure you're okay.. and… I'm sorry for punching you yesterday. I was angry and aiming for Eddie, not you.” When you turn around you see Jason standing there with his head hanging. “So if it's my fault you didn't come home last night I'm sorry.” 

You sigh, “Thank you for apologizing but I don't appreciate getting punched in the face. And yes I'm coming home tonight.” 

You turn and walk out with Eddie. Jason stands there for once not knowing what to do.

That afternoon when Eddie drops you off at home your mother runs out and hugs you. “Oh my god! Baby, where have you been?! Don't ever disappear like that again!” She hugs you so tightly that you can't breathe. “And whose clothes are these? They're huge on you!” 

You gently push her off you because you need air. “Mom, I'm fine. I borrowed some of my friends' clothes for the day.” 

Once inside, your mom gently touches the bruise on your cheekbone that is way worse than yesterday. “What happened? Who did this to you?” 

You laugh and point to Jason's room, "Your other child.” Your mother storms into Jason's room and starts lecturing Jason on punching you. After a while you slip up into your room and change into one of Eddie's hoodies you've stolen over the last few months. 

The phone rings in your room and you answer “Hello?”

Eddie's voice comes through and you immediately smile. So for the next two hours while doing homework, you lay on your stomach, on your bed, kicking your feet, as you work and talk to Eddie. 

Around hour two into the call you hear Jason knock on the door. “Sorry Eddie, Jason wants something I'll call you back in a minute.” You hang up and call out: “What do you want, weirdo?”

Jason comes in, “Is he still on the phone? Because I don't want him to hear this.” 

Your eyes narrow but you sit up, “I hung up before you came in. What do you want that's so important?” 

Jason takes a deep breath and steps further into the room, “I saw how you were with Eddie today. Him falling into the classroom while trying to be romantic, him opening doors for you, walking you to class, driving you to school this morning… he seems good for you. I still hate him. And I still wanna kill him for making you fall in love with his ass but.. I'll leave you two alone, for now. I won't beat him up as much, and not as bad. You're welcome, dork.” 

As you comprehend his words, tears well up in your eyes “Really? You support us?”

Jason looks concerned but slightly amused by your reaction. “Yeah, I guess.”

You jump up and start walking to him. He steps back saying, “What are you doing? Get away from me you freak.” you don't stop but instead you hug him, sobbing happy tears onto his shoulder. He just awkwardly pats your back. “It's okay, you're good, maybe.” he looks over his shoulder and yells “Mom! Bring some chocolate up here! She's on her period again!”

The End,

The truth was you were only on the team because Robin were. She was on the team because of a girl. Only you and Steve Harrington knew that though. Robin had planned it and the easiest way to get a place on the cheer squad was to join together with Y/N Carver. The younger sibling of the head of the basketball team. So now that you were changing school, you were forced to sport this green colored outfit. Which was about so far away you could get from your usual attire.

When you were in middle school your family moved, Jason started at Hawkins high but you had decided to stay at your old school. It took an extra while to get there, now that you were in high school you had finally decided to change school. You didn’t really have a ton of friends at the old school, so there was nothing holding you back really. Jason had talked about how big Hawkins was compared to your school so you were hoping to find some likeminded people to make friends with. People  with a great taste in music and stuff like that, not only these cookie-cutter people, like your brother. Hopefully you being a cheerleader wouldn’t stop you from meeting these people. You worked with Steve and Robin at the video store and you knew some of their younger friends also went to Hawkins. You hoped that Robin and the others would be okay with you tagging along with them, at least occasionally.

Since Jason’s girlfriend Chrissy was a cheerleader, you had already joined in on some practices with the cheer squad. Tomorrow though would be your first full day at your new school and later that evening there would be a game in which you had to attend, as the new cheerleader. Yay you…

Next morning:

”Y/N! I’m leaving!” Jason called out from where he stood at the door.

”Alright, alright!” You hurried down the stairs.

”You can’t be serious no.” He shook his head at the sight of you.

”What you held your arms out and spun around.

”That’s not- How are we even related? You look like one of the freaks of Hawkins high school.

It was gameday, that meant that the cheerleaders were wearing their uniforms throughout the schoolday. Which you were, but over the tiny cheercistume you had put on your oversized black jeanjacket, patched with some of your favorite bands.

As soon as you got to school your brother ditched you for his teammates. Leaving you to walk around trying to find your classes alone. Luckily for you, just as you were about to walk in the doors of the school you saw Robin pull up on her bike. You hurried over and as her bike were locked you both headed inside and down the hallways. As you got to talking you found that you had no classes together until after lunch but Robin promised to walk you to your first class.

”Wait wait wait! Who’s that?” Eddie whispered to hia friends as you passed them by.

“Who?” Gareth looked ahead searching for the target. So did the others.

“She has a jacket full of band patches. There a girl in this town with a good taste in music? Look at her. She must be a godess…” Eddie followed her movements closely as she strutted down the hall. Hoping to get a glance of the girl’s face.

”What class is she in?” Dustin asked but none of them knew.

It was now lunchtime. Feeling out of place, you stood looking around for a place to sit down. You walked up and down the area that was looking over all the tables. That’s when you heard your name being called.

“Y/N!?” Dustin exclaimed with a surprised smile on his face.

“Oh my God! Hey guys! You have no idea how happy I am that I ran into some familiar faces!” You hugged Mike and Dustin before looking at the others, greeting them with a smile.

“You’re a cheerleader?” Mike asked even more surprised.

“Go Hawkins…” You cheered sarcastically with a flat expression.

They all chuckled.

“Can I sit with you guys? I haven’t seen Robin around and I-“

“Sure! I mean, can she Eddie?” Dustin spoke turning to the long haired leader sitting at the end of the Hellfire table.

“Uh- ehm, yeah ‘course…” He stuttered barely looking up at you or the others.

“Ah thanks, I’ll just go grab some food. I’ll be right back you waved at the group before leaving.

“You know her!?” Eddie blurted out, hovering over the table.

“Uh, yeah Y/N she’s a friend of Robin, she works at Family Video with her and Steve. She’s really cool.” Dustin smiles.

“Oh she plays Dungeons and Dragons too, she’s actually really good at it. Yeah, and as you saw she’s into all that metal music too…” Mike nodded.

Eddie was speechless. How could they have been keeping her a secret from him. For how long?

“Oh! I just remembered! She’s the goddess you were talking about in the hallway earlier isn’t she!” Dustin teased a little to loud for Eddie’s taste.

“Shut up, man” He hissed as he hit his fist on the table.

Mike and the others couldn’t help but giggle as Eddie got flustered.

As you were returning to the table you saw the boys stopping their conversation, giving you their full attention. Just as you were at the end of the table across from Eddie, two cheerleaders carrying their lunchtrays walked up to you.

“Y/N! Come with us! You have to sit with us!” They gave you big smiles as they pointed to a table further away. Looking over you saw a table filled with cheerleaders and next to them sat the basketball team, and your brother glaring your way. You could tell he was not happy and a part of you wondered if he had sent the two girls to get you.

You offered the Hellfire table an apologetic look.

“It’s fine, see you later Y/N.” Dustin assured you.

“I’m sorry, talk to you later, alright?” You said as the girls lead you away.

You sat down with the other girls and looked over at your brother. You flipped him off as he mouthed ‘don’t even try to…’ to you. Returning your attention to the food on your tray, you did not indulge in the gossip and conversations of the other girls.

“Why is she even cheering? That’s so not Y/N…” Mike spoke as you were still the topic of conversation at the Hellfire table.

Eddie couldn’t keep his eyes off of you as you now sat on the other side of the cafeteria.

“Yeah, she seems to be so….” Gareth started his sentence.”

“Get her to be a replacement for Sinclair.” Eddie demanded looking at Dustin and Mike.

“What? But she’s a cheerleader. At the game Sinclair is playing at.” Gareth spoke.

“She would fit in better here in the Hellfire club though…” Dustin agreed.

“I should ask her shouldn’t I? Or I can invite her to our gig?” Eddie was brainstorming ideas on how he would be able to talk to you.

“I mean, she’s your godess…” Dustin made fun of him earning some chuckles from the others but Eddie ignored him.

“I should go over and talk to her. I’ll go over there now.” He nodded standing up.

“Eh, that’s not a good idea. Talk to her later in the hallway or something… don’t go over there now.” Dustin and the others tried to shut down his idea. To no avail as he headed for the table full of cheerleaders.

You sat at the very end of the table, with your back to the Hellfire table you didn’t see him coming.

“Uhm…” Eddie cleared his throat getting your attention.

“Hi!” You lit up as you saw him.

“Hey, I’m Eddie we met earlier at the-“ he pointed at the table where Dustin and the other sat, watching Eddie and Y/N.

“The Hellfire Club, right. What’s up? Eddie right?” You smiled, making him lose his ability to remember why he’d even come over here.

“Uh I was just… you have a great taste in music, at least by the looks of it, your jacket I mean…” he rambled.

“Yeah, you too.” You giggled pointing at one of the patches on his vest, you had the same one on your jacket.

He blushed, covering the lower half of his face with some of his hair.

“I was just going to ask if maybe you’d want to come see my band play? Next Friday?” He asked as he got a paper out of his pocket.

You took it and looked over the page. By now both the cheerleaders and boys on the basketball team had stopped and started to follow your conversation but neither you nor Eddie seemed to have noticed.

“That’s cool, I’d love to!” You beamed up at him, handing him the paper back.

“Cool, nah, that’s fine you keep it.” He gave you a more confident smile now.

But the paper was ripped out of your hand and as your eyes looked away from Eddie you noticed your brother.

“Do we have a problem here, freak?” Jason spoke standing right in Eddie’s personal space.

“No. Were just talking about my band.”

“No one gives a shit about your band. Or your devil worshipping music. Don’t talk to Y/N.” Your brother warned Eddie as he ripped the paper into shreds.

“Jason-“ you started.

“This is a land of free speech, I’ll talk to whoever I want to.” Eddie looked Jason dead in the eye.

You felt your stomach turn and your heart beat a little faster, scared of what your brother could do to Eddie but also excited to see someone stand up to your brother.

“Not to my sister you’re not.” Jason said. You could see the surprise on Eddie’s face as he looked back down on you. He didn’t say anything more.

“Now leave if you don’t want your ass kicked, punk.”

“Jason, enough.” Your brother’s girlfriend spoke up noticing that you were getting upset.

Known to be the only one to be able to calm him down, Jason listened and walked back to his seat but not before making sure Eddie left you alone.

You watched as Eddie made his way back to the others at his table.

Some of the cheerleaders had already left the table. You had kind of lost your appetite after what happened and so after you’d seen the Hellfire club leave their table you waited a short while before hurrying out the cafeteria. Out in the hall you caught up with Dustin, Mike and some of their friends.

“Hey…” You looked through the bunch and scanned the people around them. Dustin seemed to notice.

“He’s in the woods behind the school.” He let you know with a smirk.

“I just need to apologize for how my brother acted…” You explained.

“Yeah… Well, I’m sure he’ll be overjoyed to see you…” Dustin winked.

You blushed but hoped it wasn’t noticeable.

“Where do I…?” You asked looking around.

“Out that door. And you’ll see the trail going into the woods… You want us to come with you?” Dustin offered.

“No. Thank you, I’ll find it. See you guys!” You smiled and waved at the group in front of you.

As you got there you hurried down the small trail. You heard what you thought was Eddie’s voice talking to someone, this made you stop in your tracks to listen. Slowly you moved closer and as you stood behind a tree you could get a glimpse of Eddie. Upon hearing a girl laughing you moved further to your right. Her voice was familiar and as you caught a glimpse of her too you saw none other than your brothers girlfriend, Chrissy. The last person you would think to hang around someone like Eddie but also the last person you thought Eddie would be hanging around with. But then again, you didn’t know him that well, if at all.

You heard her thank him before standing up from where she was sitting at a table.

As Chrissy left you made your way out of behind the trees, catching Eddie’s attention at he closed what looked like a metal lunchbox.

“You hang around with all cheerleaders? Or just the ones officially connected to my brother?” You winked as you sat down.

“Uh, no…” Eddie chuckled scratching his head

“How do you know Chrissy?” You asked.

“I don’t… not really. She wanted something and I…”

“Is she cheating on Jason with you??” You looked

“What!? No! I sell.. uhm..”

“Does she buy drugs from you!? Are you her plug!?”

“No, I mean, yeah but this is the first time it ever happened…” Eddie admitted.

“Oh…”

“She seemed… are you two close?” He asked.

“She’s really sweet, God knows why she fell for my brother…” you rolled your eyes but earned a chuckle from Eddie.

“She seems really sweet. We were in the same talent show once, she’s a good cheerleader too.” Eddie spoke talking about Chrissy.

“Do you have a crush on her?” Your eyes narrowed, interested in what he would answer.

“Oh gosh no. I didn’t mean it like that…” he responded awkwardly and somewhat uncomfortable.

“Sorry, I didn’t mean to make you uncomfortable…”

“No don’t be sorry… So, your last school? Were you a cheerleader there too?” He asked you, sitting down across from you.

“Oh no…” you shook your head. “I was the outcast. Into rock n’ roll, D&D, y’know…” you looked up into his eyes, he gave you an understanding nod.

“Yeah, I know…”

“But as long as you have good friends, who cares what others think of you..” you shrugged.

“You miss your friends? I mean from your old school?” He asked.

“I didn’t really have friends, I was spending most of my time at the library… I played D&D with some guys from the AV club that’s about it, I don’t really miss them though” you laughed, remembering those times.

”And a boyfriend?” Eddie spoke quietly.

”What?” His question surprised you.

”Do you have a boyfriend?” He asked again, taking a deep breath as he shifted in his seat, internally regretting that he even asked.

”Nah, I don’t have a boyfriend. The school wasn’t like this one, no cool guys there at all…” You chuckled, occacionally exchanging glances with the boy in front of you.

”And there are a lot of cool guys in this school..?” Eddie raised an eyebrow. Secretly scared that you had your sights on someone.

”You’re a cool guy…” You offered and felt your cheeks heat up.

Eddie looked up surprised at what you said.

”Thanks…” He hid his reaction in his long curls.

You looked at him making sure you hadn’t made an ass of yourself. You didn’t think so.

It had turned silent and just as Eddie was about to break the silence so did you.

“Hellfire seems cool!” You tried to not sound awkward.

“Yeah, it is, you should come to one of our meetings some time.” He smiled.

You nodded trying not to blush.

“This is kind of a stupid question… are you going to the game tonight?” You asked him.

“Heh, I’m not… we have a meeting tonight.” He explained.

“Alright, just checking…” you nodded understanding.

Getting up from your seat you put your backpack on again as it was time to head back to class.

“Maybe!” He called out getting your attention. “Maybe, uhm we are missing one player, if they can’t find a replacement… maybe I’ll see you at the game..?” Eddie sounded insecure.

“Okay, sounds good.” You smiled, before starting to walk again. “Oh and Chrissy’s gonna be there too!” You shouted from a far, turning around to see his reaction as you winked. He rolled his eyes with a chuckle.

“I don’t think I’ll notice anyone else if you’re down there busting out your little dance moves!” He replied while mockingly doing some cheer moves.

“See you ‘round Eddie!” You laughed.

To say you hadn’t thought about running away and going to find Eddie, would be a lie. But you knew you couldn’t leave your family, especially not with the thought of Vecna coming back. You sometimes imagine what Eddie would say if he found out that they hadn’t actually defeated Vecna. The real killer who had murdered those innocent students was still on the loose while Eddie was on the run. 

Another long shift at the diner wasn’t what you wanted to be doing right now, but it was good at distracting you. The thought of spring and every flower and ray of sunshine that came with it was agonising. It reminded you of him and you hated it. After graduation, you couldn’t handle college and decided to get a job at the local diner. 

You slowly untied the knot that held your apron onto your dress and tore the white fabric from your body with an exhausted sigh. You hung it on its hook before pushing through the doors to the staff bathroom. You washed your hands and fixed your messy hair as best you could, before exiting toward the back entrance of the diner. 

The door shut itself behind you once you left. You’d usually flinch at the sound of it closing, but now you’d grown used to it. The dark alleyway did nothing to lighten up your mood, in fact, it only made the scene more depressing. You walked down the alleyway, taking your usual route and letting the moonlight guide you out towards your car. Before you could reach the brightness coming from the lamp posts on the street, the sound of shuffling and rumbling from behind the dumpsters startled you. You froze, unsure if your mind was playing tricks on you or not. 

Once again, the shuffling of trash bags and movement made your throat grow dry. You desperately wanted to believe it was only a rat, but somehow, that only made it scarier. You took a deep breath, forcing all of the fear out with the air, and slowly continued walking down the alleyway. 

The dumpster was further down, meaning you had to walk past it to get out of the alley. As you got closer and closer to the large bin and the smaller trash bags that crowded around it, your pace began to speed up, trying to get past it quickly. You reached the dumpster, forcing your legs to move quicker. Before you could get too far, a cold hand gripped at your wrist, pulling you backwards. 

You squealed, shutting your eyes tight as you felt your back collide with the wall. You jerked your head to the side, scrunching your face up to get it away from whatever was holding you down. You held your breath, waiting for the moment something would strike you. 

“Hey, hey, it’s okay, it’s me,” A voice whispered. Your body was so caught in fear, that your ears couldn’t make out what the person was saying. Your lips parted as you let out a shakey breath, tears pricking at your eyes. 

“P–Please, don’t– don’t hurt me!” You shuddered, still not able to open your eyes. Your body trembled against the person, 

“Hey, look, look at me,” The voice said. As the voice became clearer, you began to recognise it. It was familiar. “Open your eyes, it’s just me.” You blinked rapidly, turning your face slowly as your eyes tried to focus on the person’s face. “It’s me, it’s me.” They said. The tears that welled in your eyes held themselves steady but your lips began to tremble and your head shook back and forth. You mumbled small whispers in disbelief as you scanned the person’s face, convinced that you were hallucinating. 

“Eddie?” You choked out, a tear falling down your cheek. 

“Yeah it’s me, baby, it’s me.” He whispered, lifting his hand to cup your face gently. You stared at him, confusion lingering across your face. His lips trembled as he stared back at you, his eyes glancing over every inch of your face; every inch he had missed so badly. 

“I don’t–” You started, not able to get any words out. 

“It’s okay, I’m here,” 

“You’re here.” You sighed, almost like a sigh of relief. He wrapped his arms around you, pulling you into him as tears rolled down your face.

“I’m here, baby, I’m here,” He added, choking back his tears. He pressed his lips against the top of your head, kissing it gently as he held you. You cried into his chest, holding your arms firmly around his waist and not wanting to let go. You didn’t think you’d ever let go. Not until you felt his hands grab yours and unwrap them from his body.

“Baby, we have to go, we can’t stay here.” He said, glancing around the alleyway. You looked up at him, gripping his hand tightly. “Come on, let’s get out of here.” He pulled you away from the wall, heading toward the exit of the alley. He stopped, looking around to see if anyone was near, before dragging you out toward your car. He took you to the passenger side, forcing you in quickly. He dug his hand through your jean pocket, trying to find the keys to your car before heading to the driver’s side. 

“Wait, Eddie, I–” You tried to protest, turning to face him.

“You’re not driving right now.” He said, reaching over you to grab your seatbelt and securing it into its lock. “You look like you’ve just seen a ghost.” To be fair, you kind of had. Eddie was a ghost. Or at least, it felt that way. He had been gone for about a year now. After he had begged you not to go after him, suddenly he was outside of where you worked, waiting for you. 

Eddie reversed the car out of its park and began driving down the street. You sat looking forward, your lips parted and your eyebrows furrowed, as you tried to grasp the concept of his presence. His eyes glanced between you and the road as he drove.

“You good there?” He asked. He turned his head to get a better look at your face. “Hey, you still with me?” He gently placed his hand on your thigh, giving it a light squeeze and waking you from your trance. 

“I don’t understand,” You spoke softly, turning to scan his face. You were still unsure if it was him or not; still unsure if this was all some incredibly realistic hallucination that only proved you were going crazy. 

“I know, I know, look,” He started, placing his hand back onto the steering wheel. “I was on the run and I missed you, and–”

“You’re here because you missed me?” You shot back, raising your eyebrows in disbelief. “Eddie, someone could’ve seen you!”

“I know, I know,” He continued, pulling the car into your parent’s driveway. You turned to look toward the house.

“I don’t live here anymore, Eddie.” You said, resting your head back against the headrest with a sigh. 

“You moved?” 

“After graduation, I took my college fund and got a small place by the trailer park.” 

“Wait, what? Your college fund?” He repeated, glancing between you and the road once more as he pulled away from the driveway and back onto the street. “Why aren’t you in college?” 

“You think I could just go off to college after what happened?”

“Well yeah, Y/N, that was the plan.” Eddie argued, his voice getting louder and more annoyed. 

“I don’t care about the plan! The plan was to go to college with you!” You shouted, lifting your head and turning it towards Eddie.

“We both know that was never going to happen!” He yelled back.

“Oh, please!” You sneered, “It could’ve happened if you didn’t run!” With your words, Eddie lifted his hands from the steering wheel and slammed them back down, making you jump. 

“Do not go there. Don’t you fucking dare go there.” He warned, his voice getting quieter yet firmer. “You know why I had to leave, so don’t you dare fucking go there.”

“You could’ve let me come with you.” You added. Eddie scoffed and shook his head, keeping his eyes focused on the road. As the car headed through Hawkins, making its way toward the trailer park, a mutual feeling lingered throughout the car. You and Eddie were angry. Angry at the town, the people, and at each other. 

Once you were closer to the trailer park and your tiny house came into view, you leaned forward in your seat and pointed toward it. “It’s that one.” You said, turning to look at him. His eyes didn’t move; he couldn’t look at you right now. 

He pulled over and turned the car off, still avoiding your eyes. The two of you sat in uncomfortable silence; the only sound being both of your breaths growing slower as you calmed yourselves down. You shook your head slowly before throwing your head back against the headrest. 

Eddie’s head turned at the sound of your quiet sniffles and soft cries, but he couldn’t find the courage to say something. You couldn’t help but let the tears roll down your cheeks, biting your lip to stop yourself from sobbing loudly. But with every emotion racing through your body, you knew it wouldn’t be long before your teeth gave up and your trembling lip escaped its capturer. 

You were confused, hurt and angry. Your mind couldn’t process the amount of emotions that coursed through your body, so it forced all the built-up emotion out through your eyes and down your face. You were exhausted. Your body was exhausted. Your mind was exhausted.

Your desperate attempts to hold it all in began to turn into broken sobs, forcing you to cover your face with your hands in one last attempt to save yourself from the embarrassment of crying in front of him. But it wasn’t embarrassing. Not at all.

He gently pulled at your wrists, uncovering your face and forcing you to look at him. The hazed glow that came through the window from the lamp post outside, brightened the car just enough for him to see your puffy eyelids and darkened under eyes. He stared sympathetically at you for a moment. He had forgotten how this must have been for you. Of course, being forced to flee the town you’ve lived in since forever and being on the run for murder was bad, but it still would’ve been hard for the people who loved you. 

Without saying a word, he pulled you into him, wrapping his arms around your body and holding you tightly against his chest as you sobbed. He couldn’t help but let his tears fall from where they held themselves in his eyes as he gently rested his chin on the top of your head. 

The two of you stayed like that for a while, crying with each other, neither saying a word. You wanted to hold him and kiss him and never let go, but the other part of you wanted to yell and scream at him for leaving you like he did. But you didn’t really want to yell and scream at him. You wanted to yell at the town and at the world. You wanted to know who was responsible for choosing this path for you; who was responsible for letting you fall in love with a boy just to have him be ripped away from you. Whoever's fault it was – and it certainly could never be yours – you hated them. Or at least, you wanted to hate them. But if you were being honest, which is something you rarely found yourself being nowadays, you loved them. You were so grateful to even be a small part in Eddie’s life and even more grateful that he was a small part of yours. But Eddie Munson wasn’t a ‘small part’ in your life, he was your life.

Another moment passed before either of you could pull away, and you were the first to let go. You gently pulled back, signalling to Eddie that you wanted to pull away. He slowly unwrapped his arms, allowing you to pull yourself back to your original position in your seat. You sighed and lifted your hands to your face to wipe your eyes before taking a deep breath.

“I’m sorry.” He said softly. Your eyelashes flickered for a moment as you regained your composure before you turned to face him. 

“Eddie, you don’t–” You tried, tilting your head at him.

“No, I do, I’m sorry.” 

“You don’t have to be sorry, Eddie, I get it.” You reassured, lifting your hand to tuck the hair out of his face. Your hand slowly grazed against his cheek on its way back. He grabbed it with his hand and entwined your fingers.

“Y/N, I’m sorry for not saying goodbye,” He continued, gently pressing his other hand against your knee. “I’m sorry for getting wrapped up in all of this bullshit.”

“I don’t think you knew Chrissy Cunningham was going to get possessed and killed in your trailer when you invited her over.” You giggled, wiping a tear from your eye. 

“No, no, I uh– I didn’t know that was going to happen.” He responded, his lips curling into a smile at the sight of yours doing the same. “I invited her back to my trailer cause’ she wanted drugs, by the way.”

“I know, Eddie, I know.” You said, rolling your eyes playfully.

“Good, good. I just– you know,” He added, glancing around the car before looking down, “–didn’t want you thinking she was there for anything else.”

“Come on, babe, it’s Chrissy Cunningham.”

His head shot up. “What? What's that supposed to mean?”

“You know..” Your voice trailed as your eyebrows raised, signalling what you meant. 

“You don’t think I could pull Chrissy Cunningham?” Eddie gasped, jumping up to twist in his seat to look at you better. You shook your head, trying to hold in your laugh. His mouth dropped and his brows furrowed. “Shut up!” He joked, pushing at your shoulder slightly. Eddie’s smile only grew as you smacked your hand over your mouth, leaning forward slightly as you burst into laughter.

Coming back to Hawkins was risky, sure, but it was all worth it for that laugh. 

The two of you laughed in your car for a little longer, before making your way inside to laugh some more. It was weird. You had never in a million years imagined you’d be unlocking the door to your house with your boyfriend standing behind you waiting. You’d never imagined you’d get to sit in the passenger seat of your own car whilst your boyfriend drove you around like he always used to do. But here you were, with the one person you were sure you’d never see again. 

“You hungry?” You asked as you pushed the door open, sliding off your shoes by the door and heading toward the kitchen. 

“Starving.” He replied, hurrying after you while his eyes glanced around at your house. “Nice place.”

“Thanks. It’s small and gets lonely sometimes, but I like it here by myself.” You said, pulling out two plates from the cupboard. You noticed him standing awkwardly. “Go sit on the couch, Eds, I’ll heat up left-over pizza.”

He smiled at you before heading over to your couch and collapsing on top of it with a sigh. A moment of silence passed as you took the pizza from the fridge. Eddie looked around the room, searching for something to say.

“So, you got a new boyfriend?” He asked, looking at you.

“Yeah, Eddie, totally,” You replied sarcastically, failing to hold back a smile.

“Pff, yeah, me too.” He joked.

“Oh yeah? New boyfriend?”

“Shut up! That’s not what I meant.” He argued, turning to face you in the kitchen. You pulled the pizza from the microwave and placed two slices onto each plate before bringing it over to Eddie on the couch. He mumbled a thank you before quickly shoving it into his mouth. You sat beside him on the couch, crossing your legs underneath you and placing the plate on your lap. You stared down at the pizza – an uneasy feeling growing in your stomach.

Eddie looked at you and raised a brow, “You good?” He asked.

“Mhm,” You nodded, forcing a smile onto your face. Eddie dropped the pizza from his hand. 

“You don’t seem good, what’s wrong?”

“Nothing, Eddie, it’s just–” You reassured, but you both knew you were lying. “I’ve just had a hard time eating since you left, you know?” 

“Oh.”

“It’s not a big deal, really, I’m fine.”

“No, it is a big deal, Y/N.” He replied, placing his plate of food onto the coffee table and moving closer to you. “Is there anything I can do to help?” He asked.

“No, no, it’s fine. I’ve been working on it, I promise.” 

“Good.” He added, picking up his plate. He lifted a piece of pizza to his mouth and took a bite before turning to you and raising his eyebrows. “Eat, come on.” He nodded towards the plate of food in your lap. You rolled your eyes playfully before picking up the piece of pizza and taking a small bite. 

Eddie began explaining everything that happened while he’d been out of Hawkins and in return, you told him everything that happened in the town. You mentioned Steve Harrington, and how he confessed his love for Nancy Wheeler once more, only to be shut down again. You told him about Robin and Vickie, and all about a new guy called Argyle from California. 

Eddie told you how he’d lived off of beans for a while and how a random guy at a gas station almost recognised him as the satanic killer from Hawkins. Another thing he mentioned, was that he’d somehow managed to get out of Indiana and make it all the way to Pennsylvania. His uncle had a friend who lived there and gave him a place to stay. He managed to get in contact with his uncle, who had now moved to Pennsylvania to be near him. 

“So you’re staying in Pennsylvania?” You asked, biting your lip to stop it from trembling at the thought of him being so far. 

“Uh– yeah, I got a job and–” He paused, taking in a deep breath as he leaned forward. “I got a house, Y/N, my own house.” 

“No way!” You giggled, patting your hand gently on his shoulder. 

“It’s smaller than this but it’s not a trailer, so, it’s perfect.” He added, letting out a small laugh as he looked down. He shut his eyes, almost as if he was preparing himself for something, before turning toward you. “Come with me.” He said, softly.

Your mouth fell as you stared back at him, unsure of what to say. Your eyes glanced between the two of his rapidly as you searched for the right words. 

He gently placed his hand on your thigh, rubbing his thumb over your skin gently “Please,” He begged. “Please come with me, baby.” 

“Eddie–”

“I’m making money, sweetheart, I swear!” 

“Eddie, I–”

“Please, just– Just think about it.” He interrupted. A few moments of silence passed as you stared at him. His eyes searched your face desperately, begging for you to say something.

You gulped. “I thought you didn’t want me to go with you.” You spoke, furrowing your eyebrows slightly.

“I didn’t! And I know this is so selfish but– I need you.” He replied, his voice sounding more panicked; like it had only just hit him that you might say no. “I need you, love, I do.” He grabbed your hands and held them with his, “Come with me to Pennsylvania and I’ll give you everything you’ve ever wanted.” You looked down. “I can give you everything, I promise, baby.” He continued. His words rang through your ears and around your mind for what felt like an eternity. They were exactly what you wanted to hear. 

“Yes.” You finally answered, lifting your eyes to meet his.

“What?”

“Yes, Eddie, I’ll go with you.”

His chest heaved as he looked at you, taking in your words, before pulling you into a hug. He held you tightly – afraid that if he gave you room to speak, you might change your mind and say no. You pulled away from his chest and leaned towards his lips, pressing them against yours. He lifted his hands to cup your cheeks, deepening the kiss. Your arms reached around his neck as your mouths entwined and you pulled him closer to you. He broke the kiss through a smile as he pulled away to look at you. 

“I love you.” He cooed, kissing your lips gently once more. You bit your lip as you failed to hold back a smile. 

“I love you more.” You replied, your eyes flickering between his eyes and his mouth.