pt 2 to the secret admirer?
PART ONE
(Warnings: Cursing)
-So Eddie invites you over to study at the trailer a few weeks after he starts getting notes.
-He's a little embarrassed? He doesn't love for people to see where he lives? It doesn't help that he's always had a little bit of a crush on you. But your parents aren't too keen on you inviting him over, and he really needs to pass Chem.
-So his place it is!!
-You toss your backpack onto the couch with your notebook and tell Eddie to go ahead and start looking over a stuff while you run to the bathroom.
-where you're literally just trying to fix your hair because damnit why is his hair always perfect
-Eddie opens his notebook, which is literally falling apart, and tries to find the equations you'll be reviewing.
-He finds them but it looks like he must have spilled something on the paper. It's barely legible. So, he opens up your notebook, flipping through it to try and find where you have that one written.
-He immediately freezes.
-Because holy shit he'd recognize that handwriting anywhere.
-No way. Oh my god. No way.
-Thats when he spots a little paper tucked into one of the dividers in the notebook.
-He knows he shouldn't, but he has to know.
-He pulls it out, opening it carefully to find a note.
-His name is written so sweetly across the top of the page. Eddie Munson
-Before he can read it, the notebook and paper are snatched from his hands. "What are you doing?" Your voice is accusatory, and your cheeks are bright red as you clutch the book to your chest.
-"I didn't mean to! H-Honest! I was just looking for an equation." He draws a cross over his heart with his fingertip. "I'm sorry. God, I'm so sorry. Please don't be mad at me. I just..."
-He trails off, watching you tuck the letter back into your notebook. Your eyes are welled with embarrassed tears.
-"It was you, wasn't it? You wrote all of those notes?"
-There's a long silence. Finally, a tear runs down your cheek. "I should go."
-"No no no no, hey..." He lays the notebook to the side and takes your hand. "C'mere. I want to show you something.
-You're hesitant. You can hardly look him in the eye. He stands and takes your hand slowly, like he's afraid he'll scare you away. He guides you to his room and opens the door.
-Your heart stops when you see every last one of your notes, just covering his walls.
"You....you kept them all?" Your heart aches, hope burning in your chest. Your eyes trail over the collection in amazement.
-Eddie nodded, 'I didn't just keep them." He pulls a box from a drawer, opening it to reveal a huge stack of papers. "I wrote back."
-"I've been trying to find you for weeks. It's been driving me crazy."
-Your heart is just thudding. You take a note from the box, eyes scanning his chicken scratch handwriting.
- Dear Mystery Lover
-I still haven't decided who you are, but I have an idea of who you aren't. Mrs. O'Donald made me hand back papers the other day and based on the handwriting I saw? No cigar. I think it's safe to say you aren't in my 4th period.
-I've been thinking about what you said in your last note. Do you really think I'm pretty? No one's ever called me that before, but it's made me feel like a goddamn giggly little school girl all morning.
-I don't understand what the hell your doing to me, but I definitely don't hate it.
- Sincerely, Your pretty giggly little school girl
-You're grinning now, tears welling in your eyes. You pull him into a tight hug and it catches him off guard but he melts into you so fast.
-He lays down the box, wrapping his arms around you
-"God I'm glad it's you"
-He pulls back to look you in the eyes, cradling your face
-"Did you know that you and Jason Carver have surprisingly similar handwriting? I was beginning to panic."
-You laugh so brightly and he holds your chin, pulling you into a gentle kiss through his ear to ear smile.
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