At the corner shop you buy some pink lemonade, some tuna pasta and some grapes.
Then you make your way over to the field beside the kissing bridge and set up a picnic blanket. Reaching for your drink, Stanley turns your hands over.
Stan: Woah, what happened?
Ed: What? What's the matter?
Y/n: It's nothing guys.
Stan: y/n's hands are all messed up.
Rich: Fuck, what did you do?
Y/n: I just fell off my skateboard that's all.
Ben: Why didn't you say anything?
Y/n: I didn't want you losers to worry.
Ed: Here I can help you.
Eddie takes your hands in his and rummages in his fannypack for alcohol wipes. He takes one and cleanses the open cuts, making you wince.
Ed: Does it hurt? I'm sorry. Do you want me to stop? I can stop.
Y/n: Eddie I'm fine, stop worrying- you're doing great.
He looks up and smiles proudly, so you smirk back. He then takes 2 plasters and seals the wounds, he flattens the edges out with his finger tips. The soft brush of his skin on your feels... right.
Y/n: Thanks Eddie.
Ed: No problem y/n.
Rich: Just get married already.
Then the dreaded word came-
Ed: Ew Richie.
Y/n: Yeah shut ur trashmouth.
?: Well well well if it isn't the losers club.
You recognise the chilling voice- oh shit.
A/n: A quick update bought to you by Stanley's Torah. I went to a party today and found out the only genuine boy I like is now dating the prettiest girl in school so yay for me. At least I have Eddie spaghetti-
Bye bby balloons❤️
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Eddie kaspbrak x reader
Fanfiction-in love with an innocent dark eyed boy -like in awe -"hey I hear you like that wheezy kid" -otherwise known as Edward Kaspbrak
