One-shots and Imagines

Eddie Munson - Friendzoned

You and Eddie are best friends.

You do everything together.

One day, you and Eddie met in the woods after school.

Eddie seemed concerned today, stressed.

He met you at your's and his secret picnic table.

"Hey, Y/n, can we talk?" Eddie asked earnestly, as you sat down.

"Why do you think I'm here, jackass?" you chuckled.

"Right," he faked a smile.

"Eddie... what's wrong?" you asked, curiously.

"Y/n/n..." he waited a good minute, "you know I'll always be your...best friend?"

Your face changed from worried to horribly sad.

You faked a smile, "You're my best friend too, Ed."

You stood up and started to walk off.

"Where you goin'?" he called.

"I just remembered, I told my dad I would do some stuff for him..." your voice trailed off.

"Need a ride?" he hollered.

"No, I'm fine. My fat ass could use the exercise," you chuckled dryly before walking off.

You walked home, went to your room, and slammed the door.

Your eyes started to tear up.

"No, I don't cry," you told yourself, wiping your tears.

But they just kept coming.

You wouldn't stop crying.

God, you loved Eddie so much.

You were on your bed, back against the wall, knees hugged to your chest, and tears freely streaming from your eyes.

You heard a knock at your door.

"Y/n/n?" Eddie asked from the other side of the door, "You okay?"

"I'm fine, Ed," you sniffled, wiping your tears away, trying to sound normal but failing, "Your uncle's probably worried, Ed, you should go home."

You thought you heard him walk away, so you continued crying.

Your lip was bleeding from you biting your lip too hard.

Your knuckles were white from clenching your fists too hard.

Your eyes were red and puffy from crying too hard.

Eddie barged in, practically breaking the door down.

You quickly looked away, sniffled, and wiped your tears.

"E-Eddie," you stuttered, still not looking at him.

"Y/n/n, are you okay?" Eddie asked, cautiously walking over, kicking his shoes off, and sitting next to you.

"Never better," you sniffled.

He gently grasped your chin and turned your face to him.

"Oh, darlin'," he sighed, wiping your tears away with his thumb.

You felt like your heart stopped beating when he called you "darlin'".

He moved closer and engulfed you in a hug.

You started crying into his chest.

"Shhh, Shhh, it'll be okay," he soothed.

He comforted you for about a half hour till you stopped crying.

"Gonna tell me what's wrong?" he asked.

"You're gonna hate me for it," you muttered, "You'll never look at me the same way you do."

"That's impossible," Eddie smiled, "you're too beautiful."

"I'm ugly," you stated, "really, really ugly."

"Don't do that to yourself, Y/n/n," Eddie said, "Can you tell me what's wrong, now?"

"I love you!" you blurted out, looking away again.

Eddie sat speechless for a minute before he turned your face to his, and his lips smashed into yours.

It was passionate.

"I love you too, Y/n/n."