Friends? (Eddie Kaspbrak x reader)

chapter 16. why

(Eddie's pov.)

"Just leave me alone..." (y/n) says breaking all of our hearts. As she turns the corner I move to follow her but Mike holds me back. "Mike?" He shakes his head and I push harder against his arms trying to get free but Richie grabs me too. No (u/n)...why.... "(y/n)!" I cry our struggling harder "let me go! Let me go!" I fee myself beginning to cry as I try to break free from their arms but the others are closing in. "(Y/n)!" I scream sobbing the grip the losers have on me become less like a restraint and more like a hug. All the fight drains out of me and I let out a tiny whimper... "why....."

(Your/our heart broken yet??)

(Y/n pov.)

After some time you are able to make it out of the sewers and back to your trunk. You sit down on it and resist the urge to cry. No I don't cry...I'm not weak...I'm don't cry... but apparently you do because tears start falling from your eyes and you let out a gut wrenching scream. Why did I walk away...cause you always walk away...love is dangerous... you sigh and close your eyes and let the darkness drag you into sleep. You wake up to the sound of birds? Or is that a person? You get up and as soon as you move all the injuries from yesterday make themselves known with shooting pain and as you try to step on your right ankle it gives out and you fall face down in the water with a splash. Well good morning... you think sarcastically at least this might get some of the dirt dried blood and whatever the heck else is on me off... You hear muffled voices and freeze frick, frick, frick, frick, frick...not good... You feel yourself being pulled out of the water as squeeze your eyes shut. "(Y/n)?" That voice.... "oh frick is she dead?!" You suddenly remember who's voices those are and your eyes shoot open. You see Stan, Richie and Eddie? "I'm not dead Richard..." you say emphasizing the use of his full name. He gasps and clutches at his heart like you stabbed him. "Oh get over it you big baby" you say rolling your eyes "now what the frick are you three doing here right now?" "Well Ed's comes here to think, I come here to smoke and Stan comes here to tickle his non existent-", "bird watch..." Stan cuts Richie off "I come here birdwatch..." he holds up a birdwatching manual. "Ok...so why don't you go think smoke and look at flipping birds and let me take my morning swim". "Swim?" Eddie says incredulously "ya Ed's" Richie says "let her down herself in peace we were totall a-holes to her yesterday". "I can't believe I'm saying this but listen to Richie", "and I can't believe I have to clarify that I was joking there's no way in heck were leaving you alone now". You roll your eyes "fine...go smoke somewhere else Richard, and I think I saw a blue Jay over that way", you say to Stan. Eddie looks at you disbelievingly "ya ya you can stay now hurry up before I change my mind". "Use protection!" Richie yells as him and Stan get up and walk a short distance away. Eddie stairs at you for about two seconds till he launches himself at you. You return his hug and rub his back as he sobs "I'm so sorry!" He chokes out after a while "oh come on...you were fighting a mother fricking demon clown... I totally overreacted". He hugs you a little tighter and you wince. "(Y/n)?" He says looking worried as he pulls away from hugging you and sees blood on his arm. You look and see your side is bleading again "oh ya...forgot about that one..." he rolls his eyes "seriously!" He goes into full on mom mode and you find it adorable to watch him patch up even the smallest cuts. When he's done with the injuries on your legs he waves a hand in front of your face. "(Y/n)? Did you hear what I jut said??" "Oh sorry...just admiring you..." he blushes and you realize what you just said "I mean...." "Anyway..." he says "I was saying you probably need stitches for this gash and your ankle isn't broken so far as I can tell but if it's not a fracture than it's a really bad sprain and you need crutches..." "Oh...." you say and he looks at you "oh? Oh?! You could have fricking died! Take off your shirt..." you widen your eyes and he slaps a hand over his mouth. "I mean like I have to clean your side and..." he trails off you ruffle his hair. "It's OK you dork you say reaching down to taking it off and you can't help but inhale sharply. "I'll do it.." Eddie says swatting your hands aside and then gently placing them where they were before. "Do your really like this shirt?" He asks "not perticurally...plus it's all ripped up now..." good he says and he uses your knife to cut it off you. You close your eyes as you hear him gasp "(y-y/n)..." He stutters seeing not only your side beading all over or the fresh scratches across your collarbone curling down your back from It's claws but your lifetime's worth of scars. You open one eye as he traces some of the scars with his thumb. "Your beautiful..." I'm what now?? What??? "What?" You ask taken aback "I said your beautiful..." Eddie says looking bashful "Eddie..." you laugh "I'm all fricked up and scary looking and you call me..." "beautiful I'm call you beautiful... cause you are". I love you so much you crazy kid... "I love you too" he says and you realize you said that out loud but before you can say anything else he kisses you. You kiss back egerly and tangle your hands in his hair as you feel one of his go to your hair the other staying on your waist. After what seems like hours but could only have been minutes you hear whistling. "Dang Ed's I knew you had the hots for her but I never thought you'd-" Eddie pulls away from you "Shut up Richie and don't call me Ed's!" "Sorry...." Eddie goes back to patching you up and Richie walks over. "How the frick did all that happen?" Richie says gesturing to all your fresh wounds. "How long did you fight it before we got there??" "I didn't really most of them are from jumping put my window..." "You jumped out a window?!" Eddie exclaims. "Well ya...I uh...kinda ran away from home..." Richie nods "I would have to if my house was covered in my face.." "what??" You ask "your house was covered in missing posters of your face and blood when we went to check to see if you were there". "Was it not when you ran away?" Stan asks "well...it was covered in missing posters of Georgie..." "Oh..." Stan says looking down. "Wait..." you look at them confused "why did you guys go to my house amnyway?" "Because we wanted to make sure that you weren't there" Eddie says. "No its cause he's had thr hots for you all summer and didn't want getting hurt so he was hoping you wouldn't be so selfless and go look for Georgie alone". Richie states "no!" Eddie says "yes!" Richie replies Eddie rolls his eyes and goes back to leaning and bandaging your wounds when you notice something. "Eddie? What happened to your medication?" "Huh?" He mumbles looking up at you. "All your pills?" "Oh  he chucked them" Richie says "what!?" You ask "are you ok?" "Ya I'm great actually" Eddie states finishing his work on you. "Turns out my mom was lying to me...they were all fake and I'm not even fricking sick..." "Oh..." is all you can say is he gonna think I'm weird for needing medication now? I mean I'm not "sick" I'm just injured in a why that will never heal so maybe...? You avoid his eyes and get a shirt out of your trunk squeeze your eyes shut and put it on. "Don...!" Eddie starts but you've already pulled it over you head and quickly put your arms down. "Your gonna hurt yourself more!" Eddie pleads "oh come on you just wanted her to not have a shirt on..." Richie says smirking "oh shut the frick up Richie!" Stan says. "Ya..." you say looking at him "Beverlys way better looking than me". "Not true!" Eddie says you roll your eyes "very true" you say ruffling his hair. "I honestly don't know why-" "I love you?" Asks Eddie "why we all love you?" You look at him kind of shocked "ya I fricking love you I cussed out my mom when I heard you were missing and I have no idea if I'm even allowed in my own home anymore". What...but his mother...he what?! For me? What the heck?! "What...I-uhm....thanks...." you look down "I uhm....I-i love you too Eddie..." Richie does a slow clap "I really thought you would choose me tho..". Stan rolls his eyes and grabs Richie's hand dragging him away "see ya tomorrow (y/n)!" Stan calls and then him and Richie disappear from sight.

(A/n) seeeeeee the whole thing wasn't sad! But I do have sad news...this is ending pretty soon... But! I am writing more things related to this! Cause I have ideas...which are probably as crappy as this but whatever!