•black flowers•

• Chapter eight •

Steve's POV

After hearing about my imminent death, I felt like dying. Ironic isn't it?

I don't know, maybe I had a thing for Eddie, but that can't be love, can it?

I mean, Eddie's a guy, I'm a guy. I know Gay people exist, but I never expected that I would like a man.

I still like girls though? Why did this have to be so complicated? How do gay people even have sex? Do they participate in Abstinence?

All of these thoughts were running through my mind and I didn't know what to do.

My thoughts were cut off by Eddie walking into my room. He was shirtless and starting rummaging around. Yes, this confirmed it. I liked Eddie, like a lot.

I couldn't tear my eyes away from him, he was the prettiest guy I had ever seen.

"Steve? Hello? Have you seen my shirt?" Eddie got me out of my trance.

"Oh uh, I think it's on the floor over there somewhere" I started coughing soon after saying this and Eddie ran to my side.

"It's okay, just cough it all out, man. You're gonna get through this" He reassured me.

He grabbed my trash can and held it in front of my face while rubbing circles on my back.

After I was done, I counted how many petals were in the trash. 4.

"Okay, not too bad" Eddie grabbed the glass of water off of my dresser and held it up to my mouth for me to drink.

I couldn't move, I felt so weak. It felt like thorns were being stabbed into my lungs, oh wait, they probably were.

He walked me to the bathroom, yelling to Nancy on the way in, informing her that I coughed up 4 more petals.

I slid down to the floor and Eddie started washing the blood off of my face.

"How do you feel, Harrington?" He asked.

"Like I just got hit by a Mac Truck" I whispered in a raspy voice

After he washed my face, he stood me up and insisted on brushing my teeth because there was blood all over them.

His face was so close to mine, I felt so many sparks, maybe this was love- wait no- it can't be.

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Robin and I were cuddled up on the couch, trying to find some source of heat. We were under 4 blankets and we were still freezing our asses off.

Everyone else was in the kitchen making dinner, which neither of us had the appetite for.

"You figure out who you love yet?" She asked me.

"I don't know yet, maybe" I smiled.

"Is it Linda?" She asked "she's such a bitch, please don't be in love with her"

"No, it's not Linda" I laughed.

"Then who is it?" She asked.

"Uhm, well, you know him" My voice cracked.

"Oh my god, it's Eddie isn't it?" I nodded and she lost her shit.

She loudly celebrated while staying on the couch, cuddled up on my lap. This alerted the others and they looked concerned.

"Sorry, random burst of energy! Must be a symptom!" She lied, smiling.

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Sorry for the late update! I've been busy! I hope you enjoy :)