Yours, | Eddie Munson

Want | Twenty four

I loved reading all of your comments on the last three chapters, it was so fun watching the roller coaster of emotions yall went through.

Also, Billy obviously isnt dead in this book, I decided that the mall didn't literally get destroyed because I kinda forgot tbh😭

I love you guys, hope you enjoy💕

CW: Swearing, cigarette/alcohol use and mention

Presenting Want

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I woke up with my head absolutely pounding, my body sore.

Eddie's body was laced around mine as he mumbled in his sleep.

Oh for fucks sake.

Of course I sleep with him the first chance I get.

I wasn't doing fantastic after our breakup, but I certainly didn't have to run back into his arms.

Drunk Y/n never fails to do stupid shit, huh.

I pulled myself away from him, looking down at myself.

Another one of his stupid shirts covered my body.

Groaning, I left the room.

I need to get out of this fucking house.

I don't have a car.

Of course.

"Fuck," I mumbled to myself, finding my way back to Eddie's room.

Gazing over at his sleeping body, my heart sunk.

He broke my heart. He left me.

And I could've slept with Billy Hargrove.

Sure, he's an asshole and all, but he's so gorgeous.

But here I am, hungover at Eddie Munsons trailer, again.

Nonetheless, I climbed back into bed.

I'll always climb back into bed with him.

His pretty brown eyes fluttered open to look at me, my heart skipping.

I rolled my tongue against my cheek, knowing exactly how this was going to end.

"Morning," He grumbled, a smirk on his lips.

I awkwardly smiled back, "Morning."

"How'd you sleep?" He asked softly, sitting up in bed.

"Uh," I sighed, "I slept good."

He nodded, "Me too."

Awkward silence filled the air, neither of us knowing what to do or say.

I averted eye contact, looking around the room.

"Can you take me home?" I queried, still not looking directly at him.

He nodded, "Sure."

"Okay."

I should say something about last night, right?

Surprisingly, I remember a lot of what happened with us.

I remember the bathroom fight slash makeup, driving back here, and I certainly remember Eddie and I.

"So Hargrove?" Eddie broke the silence, a stupid smirk on his lips.

I titled my head, "Yeah? What about him?" I asked quietly.

"Since when did you start hanging with him?" He asked back, his tone more serious.