For the rest of the shift I could feel a ball of guilt sitting in my stomach, for lying to Eddie about tonight. I knew as soon as I'd said it that he didn't believe me, disappointment had shimmered in his big brown eyes, and I couldn't get that out of my head. Robin's words echoed around inside my head too - did I have a crush on Eddie? I mean sure, I'd had that one dirty dream about him, and yeah sitting with him for 8 hours the other day made me feel giddy... oh shit. I think I have a crush on Eddie fucking Munson. Again. Steve broke me from my internal battle. "You've been weirdly quiet today, everything alright?" his face filled with concern. I loved Steve like a brother, he was so fiercely protective of the people he cared about and would do anything for his friends. I replied, "I'm good, just worried about Max, that's all." Keeping things from Steve was surprisingly easy - probably because he never questioned people's intentions. "Max will be fine; she has all of us. I take it she's sticking with you tonight? We still on for a movie?" He asked. I nodded as Robin came out of Steve's office with Max, "You guys ready?"
Pulling into his driveway, Steve cut the engine and a brilliant expression spread across his face, like a lightbulb had gone off in his head, "I totally forgot - Linda's having a party tomorrow. Kinda a welcome home thing for anyone coming back from college for the summer. You're all in I assume?" Max answered first, "even me?" Steve's brows wiggled when he said, "yeah, I mentioned bringing the gang along, she thought it was uh cute, so yeah even you." The four of us then sat in Steve's backyard, dangling our feet in the pool, whilst waiting for the boys to arrive. "Will Vicky be coming to the party?" I asked Robin, she grinned and it reached her ears, "Hell yeah, no reason to hide now, everyone knows the big lesbian secret." She looked up at the sky and continued, "I hope Jason doesn't make an appearance though." Jason was the 'it' guy in highschool. He's also the one who outed Robin a year ago. Max turned to us, "if he's there I hope Rain slaps him again." They laughed and I joined them, thinking about when Jason and his sheep crashed Vicky's afterparty, having being kicked out of some other guy's place for being too drunk. Jason spent a long time trying to dance with Robin, despite all the times she said no and tried to get away from him. He caused a scene when he shouted that the only reason Robin wouldn't dance with him or his friends must be because she's a lesbian. Robin was frozen on the spot, trying to come up with a quick and witty response. One of Jason's sheep joined in and they began ripping into Robin; clearly she must be a lesbian if even Steve Harrington hadn't boned her yet, she dressed like one too, she probably tried scissoring all the girls in band. Steve hadn't been there, but he would've just embarrassed himself by getting beat up anyway. Knowing the horror Robin was feeling in that moment had brought a tidal wave of rage to the surface for me. I'd squared up to Jason and rocked his jaw in front of all of his stupid friends. None of them dared touch me. Not when the heat from what Billy had done to me still lingered, they knew the cops would be on their asses. That's when Robin and Vicky started hanging out more, before getting together.
Dustin's mom dropped him off at 6:30, on their way back from visiting his grandfather in the hospital. Steve clapped him on the back and the two of them joined us at the poolside. "Mike and Lucas not here yet?" Dustin asked, we all shook our heads. Lucas had left the store once I told him Max was sleeping in the back. Whilst we waited for them to show up, Max chose our movie for the night, The Goonies. When the five of us retreated to the Cinema room, I flopped down onto a supersize beanbag immediately. The feeling of guilt over lying to Eddie had returned. I must have tuned out for a while, because I never even heard Mike and Lucas arriving. Staring at the ceiling, I felt a body drop down by my side into the other beanbag. The familiar warm and woody scent told me it was Eddie Munson. Oh fuck, he must've brought Mike and Lucas. I didn't know what to sat other than a sheepish, "Oh Eddie, Hi." At first his expression had been slightly annoyed, but it quickly softened and he made a joke about being here to protect me if i got scared.
Everyone else settled to watch the movie, but the entire time I was completely preoccupied with how close Eddie and I were. Max's head was on my shoulder, and I could feel Eddie's breath at the other. I couldn't help glancing at him every now and then, trying to be subtle but absolutely checking him out. His red tee was free from ink and it slightly rode up because of the angle he was slouched at, revealing a slim strip of flesh at his hip. I'd seen The Goonies so many times I could probably recite a dramatic reading of the script by heart. Maybe that's why my mind wandered to what it would feel like to trace my fingers along Eddie's hip, to run my tongue along it, to lick my way down his body. Would he hold my hair back whilst I gave him head? Would he lift his hips and push himself into my throat? Max lifting her head from my shoulder jolted me back to reality. I sat frozen in place for a couple of seconds, mentally collecting myself. Good thing I didn't have a dick - the size of my hard on from that day dreaming would've been huge.