Get Stoned

You wear me out
But it's all right now
Lets go home and get stoned
We could end up makin love instead of misery
Go home and get stoned
Cause the sex is so much better when you're mad at me
You wear me out (We could end up making love instead of misery)
But it's all right now

"What's going on?" Eric asked.

"Don't you knock?" Hyde glared.

"Since when do I have to knock?" Eric frowned.

"It's been 10 years since we hung out. Sometimes privacy is nice."

"Hyde, we live with my parents. Have you ever seen Red respect privacy?" Eric laughed at the thought.

"Red is different. You'd be pissed if Laurie just walked in."

"Laurie always just walks in." Eric shrugged walking over to the cot where Hyde was sitting.

"And you hate her." Hyde stood up staring Eric in the eye.

"You hate me?" Eric challenged.

"There are a lot of things I hate, I don't have time to list them all." Hyde stepped to the side to walk around Eric. Eric stepped in his path.

"Do you hate me?" Eric repeated.

"Forman, I really need a smoke." Hyde tried once again to step around him.

"You don't smoke alone." Eric knew him to well.

"Things change." Hyde pushed him out of the way.

"If you were going to smoke alone, then you would of gotten high in your car instead of coming back here, hoping that there was anyone to sit in the circle with you. You haven't changed that much. You just want me to think you have." Eric sighed.

"What if I hated you?" Hyde challenged. He hated that Eric still knew him so well.

"Then you wouldn't be standing here talking to me. You wouldn't give me the time of day. You would have ignored me from the second you heard me cough."

"Then why did you ask if you think you know everything." Hyde stood with his back to Eric clenching his fists.

"I don't know everything but like it or not I do know you." Eric patted Hyde's shoulder as he grabbed the bag of weed lying on the dresser. He walked out the little room's door and headed for the couch.

"God Dammit." Hyde muttered as he followed.

an hour later

Cough cough

"hyde." Cough "you have no idea how much I missed this!" Eric laughed.

"Getting drunk or getting high." Hyde asked bewildered.

"Both. And hanging out with you." Eric paused. "Like we all used to. I had no one to just sit around and hang out with. Be stupid with. This was the life. Why did I ever leave?"

"I have no idea." Hyde shrugged looking at the floor.

"People weren't ready for us." Eric said as he opened another beer.

"Us?" Hyde pretended he had no idea what Eric was talking about.

"You know what I mean." Eric rolled his eyes.

"Forman, there was no us. We were friends. That's it. Nothing wrong with that."

"There was more." Eric got a funny look in his eyes.

"Whatever man." Hyde shrugged. "So can you believe Jackie married Kelso?"

"Don't change the subject." Eric demanded.

"Either we talk about something else or I am out of here." Hyde raised an eyebrow.

"Right. Jackie and Kelso. I can't believe he hasn't cheated on her." Eric shook his head.

"He has." Hyde laughed.

"Figures." Eric yawned. "I think I'm gonna go to bed."

"Later Forman." Hyde said watching Eric go upstairs.

Life was easier for Hyde if they didn't discuss anything that Eric had imagined in his head. If there was something more between them then why did Eric leave? There never was and never would be. Life was simple. Getting stoned was a bad idea because more than anything in the world Hyde wanted to stop Eric from going upstairs. He wanted him to stay down here. There was room for two on his cot and they both knew ways to block the door so that Red wouldn't walk in on them.

Authors Note: Lyrics in this songfic are from Get Stoned by Hinder. As I said I am currently obsessed. Thanks for reading. More to come soon. I'm back on the Eric/Hyde kick. Imogen