I rewrote this chapter so many times its not even funny, sorry for mistakes lmao. I laughed so hard making this chapter though.
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Eddie is a child at heart. You don't think anyone, including Dustin, has ever seen him this happy. Seeing Eddie happy is the only thing that makes you happy anymore. "You okay?" Eddie pulled you aside. "Better them ever," you smiled up at him. "I'm glad," he smiles. You lightly kiss him. He pulls you up and you wrap your legs around his waist with his hands on your butt. "So when's the concert?" "April 20th." you kiss his neck, "we will be all alone in a hotel room for 4 days. No one can interrupt us, because we will be in California." Eddie looked down and smiled.
(PAUSE! i know there wasn't a Dio concert then, but i didn't want to move the date to august...that's too long :( i don't think anyone cares, but i'm a writer, what can i say man?)
"That's literally all I could ask for." he kisses you back, "I've still got to take you on that date." "Could you two lovebirds get over here?" Mike shouted. "What are we doing?" Eddie asks not letting you get down. "We were going to watch a movie." Steve rolls his eyes. "I owe Ellie a date," Eddie smiles at you. You managed to get off of him. "Really?" Dustin whines. "It's my birthday!" he emphasized the word 'my', putting his hands on his hips, "we'll be back in a few hours." He grabs his keys and pulled you outside. It was getting pretty dark outside, and Eddie seemed to just drive for miles. He places his hand on your thigh. "I'm so happy, Ellie." "I'm happy for you." Eddie gets off the highway and pulls into a large lot. "Are we at a drive-in?" you cheer. "Yep," he smiles. He pulls into a spot and opens your door. "Malady," he bows. He opens the back of his van, where he laid down a mattress. He hung up some of those fairy lights on top. "How cute," you smile. "Stay here," he said running away, "I'll be right back!" You sit down. You have never been to a drive-in before. It wasn't very packed, which was good for you and Eddie. Eddie came trotting back with snacks. "Okay, I got popcorn, and I put M&M's in it." he says excited. You helped him set everything up. You just smiled at him. "What?" he looked down, "sorry, did I get carried away?" "No," you smile, he looks up, "you're cute when you're happy." He grabs your face and kisses it. "You're cute when you lie." "I must be cute all the time, because I'm not lying." you put your hands on your hips. Suddenly, Eddie tickle attacks you, "E-Eddie, St-stop it r-right n-now!" you push him away.
When the movie starts, the popcorn is gone. Mainly because Eddie wanted to see who could fit the most popcorn in their mouth. "Fine!" you shout with popcorn falling out of your mouth, "you win." Eddie picked up one of the pieces that fell and ate it. "Eddie!" you laughed. "What?" he smirked. "That was in my mouth!" "So have I?" You roll your eyes. "You keep rolling your eyes, I'll give you a real reason to." "Try me." "You're on!" he pins you on the mattress. He crawls on top of you. "Give up?" "No!" you smirk. He leans down to kiss you. "Now?" he goes lower, down to your neck. "Gotta try harder than that," you smirk. "Fine, be that way." He travels down to your thighs. He begins kissing you, trailing...higher. Your breathing slows. "Now?" he lowers his tone, which makes you nervous. You don't say anything. He plays around with the lining of your underwear. He teases you, he knew exactly what he was doing. You lifted your head up. "Darling," he smiled pulling your chin back down, "you need to use your words." "Fine," you grit your teeth, "I surrender." "That's what I thought," he gets off of on top of you. Really? All of that trouble just to prove a point. He ignores your anger and watches the movie.
"Go fuck yourself," you say playfully. Eddie turns to you, no real expression on his face, then, the moonlight hit it, lust. "Rather be you than myself, sweetheart." "Fuck," you mutter to yourself. "Hmm?" he lifts your chin. Eddie Munson is one kinky mf. You say nothing. "Sweeeethearttt," he says in a singsongy way, but you say nothing, "why are you ignoring me?" You look at his lips and say nothing. "You want to be like that huh?" He pulls you onto his lap and makes you look at him, "you have two options. 1. you stop ignoring me or 2. you continue the silent treatment and end up screaming my name...make your choice." You don't say anything, 1. because you genuinely didn't know what to say and 2. you liked the second option much better. Eddie raised his eyebrow. "Wasn't expecting that out of you," he smiles, then leans in to kiss you, but pins you down instead. "Caught you off guard," he smiles. He wraps his hand around your neck. His hand itself was strong and warm, but his rings were icy cold. He aggressively kisses you. You put your hands under his shirt. It was an instant turn on for him. He leans down farther so you could feel him. "This is what you do to me," you just smirk as he says it. "Sorry," you couldn't say it with a straight face. "What's so funny?" he asks. "The guy behind you," Eddies face turns red. He turns around and a guy is staring at him. Eddie slams the doors shut. You sit up and Eddie sits next to you. "You failed at your job, Munson." "I'm not at work, yet," he smirked. "I brought you something," he grabs a bag. "Yay!" you pull out the drugs. Eddie starts coughing uncontrollably. "You okay, Eddie?" You take a drag. "Yeah," he starts laughing, "I just remembered the time you were drunk." He can't finish his sentence because he is laughing so hard. "Well?" you say impatiently, "spit it out!" "You were so drunk." he laughs. "You were trying to do makeup on me, and I couldn't keep a straight face. You slapped me, and got the makeup on your hand. You tripped and fell next to the toilet. You tried to wash your hands in the toilet." He started laughing uncontrollably. "I did not," you laughed. "You did!" he shouted whilst laughing.
A little more than an hour later, you and Eddie were high as fuck. Most of the cars had left. "Eddie," you say laughing, "we have to go." He smiles, "I don't want to." "We have to!" you shouted. "It's my birthday! I make the rules!" "Eddie," you smirk, "I'll take my pictures back." "Noooooo," he whines, "they're mine." He starts tickling you. "Fine!" he shouts, "we can go to my trailer." You stay in the back because you were too tired to get up. Eddie start driving the both of you home. You fell asleep in the back of his van, passed out cold. Eddie picks you up and takes you to his trailer. You wake up. "Shh," he whispers, "go back to sleep." "No!" you shout, "no I'm awake!" "Fine!" he plops you on his bed. You and Eddie stayed up all night. You both were unbelievably high.
Eddie continuously pressed the button on his walkie talkie. "I got a dream, I got some dreams." Eddie sang. "OHHH," you shout, "somebody get me a glass. Because I just found myself a tall drink...of water." "Shut the fuck up," Lucas shouts into his walkie talkie. "I regret giving you that walkie talkie," Dustin sighs. Eddie begins hiding from you, when you walk in the room you look for him. "Eddie? Dustin? Lucas? Max? Jackson?" you start laughing uncontrollably, "I don't even know a Jackson." You fall to the floor. Eddie comes out of hiding laughing. "If you was invisible," Eddie pauses for a long time, "which ex would you rob?" You pause to think for a long time, "it does work like that." Eddie looks at you funny. "You're invisible," there was feedback from the walkie talkie, "but the shit you steal is not. Imagine the TV just floating down the street." Eddie laughs. "Holy fuck man." Eddie stands up and runs, "but you have to look." He starts running at the wall. He slams into the wall. "If I was invisible, why can't I walk through walls?" "Ellie?" Dustin asks. "Why didn't you guys show up afterwards?" "Cause Eddie was telling me a story, and he said he wanted to grab his Special K." you laugh at Eddie. "Max?" Mike asks. "Yeah?" she says tired. "Could you go check on them?" "Sure." Max barged through the door. "What the fuck is going on in here?" she yells. You and Eddie were laughing uncontrollably on the floor. Eddie was bleeding on his lip. You were kicking your feet. "They're high," Max said into the walkie talkie. "Makes sense," Lucas said back. "Go away, Max!" you shout, "Eddie has to finish his job!" Max rolls her eyes, "come on, Ellie, we are going home." "Nooooo!" you lay dead, hoping she would go away. "What do I do?" Max asks into the walkie talkie. "Leave them be I guess, but take their walkie talkie." Max sighed and pried it out of Eddie's hand. Max left, and you and Eddie fell asleep a few hours later.