I Don't Wanna Miss a Thing
Ugh~ Ive been dying to write this chapter but I've been so lazy! SORRY!
Must let you guys know; I LOVE YOU SO DON'T HATE ME.. and also Im pretty sure you'll laugh in the next couple of chapters or so… I have something planned xD I have a lot planned…
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BY THE WAY: I noticed that in '19th Nervous Breakdown', Hyde used an ID even though he was 18. Back then, if your 18, you were allowed to drink. But Eric wasn't 18, sooo he used it for him d: like...... poop. I dont know how to explain it. Well what ever! D: If you dont get it, Im sorry! xD I love you!
Chapter 4
10:00 am.
The next morning I woke up while Hyde was still sleeping. He was lightly snoring, but I didn't mind. It made me smile to see Hyde in such a tranquil state. I did my best to crawl out of bed without waking him, and tip-toed to the door. I closed it slowly, making sure not to make any loud noises.
I made my way downstairs, yawning a couple times, and walked into the kitchen. I saw my mom and dad, so I said hello.
"Morning, honey," My mom greeted me sweetly and sat me down, giving me a glass of orange juice. "Is Steven up yet?"
"No," I said, taking a sip of my orange juice.
"Okay, good. I'm making the finishing touches on his birthday cake," She told me, tapping my shoulder. I gave her a look.
"Mom, you know he hates it when you make him birthday cakes," I said. "Especially when they have balloons and cursive letters."
"Oh, I know. It's just that I want to help out, so Donna told me I could as long as I made it look like something Steven would like, but I didn't know what he liked, so Donna and Jackie told me," She smiled. "They were pretty specific about the cake, and Jackie came up with a brilliant idea!" She motioned for me to come over and I did. My eyes widened.
"Mom, this cake looks amazing," I complimented, in awe. I wasn't exaggerating when I said the cake looked amazing. It was a rectangular cake layered with white icing. In the middle, there was a very familiar logo of the Rolling Stones; the mouth and tongue. It was drawn in red and black icing. I turned to my mom. "How did you do that?"
"Oh, it was easy. Donna gave me a picture of the logo and I did my best to trace it on there," She said humbly. "Does it look okay?"
"'Okay'? It looks amazing!" I said once again.
"Oh, and the best part- Jackie came up with this. Her and the kids are coming over soon, hopefully before Steven wakes up and everyone's going to sign their name on the sides," She laughed excitedly.
"Wow, you know, Mom, Hyde's going to love it," I smiled at her and she gave me a bottle that read 'Icing: Black'. I got the point and signed my name at the top right hand corner. Eric.
"Okay, Eric, go sit down, I'll cook you some breakfast," Mom said, heading to the fridge. I sat down and my dad turned from his newspaper to me.
"So, how many hooligans are coming to my house?"
"Um," I paused, thinking. "Five hooligans, not including Hyde and me."
My dad turned back to his paper and I looked over at my mom, who was making waffles.
Knock knock.
I turned to the door and saw Jackie and Donna. My mom went over and unlocked the door. "Shh, Steven's still sleeping."
Jackie smiled. "We'll be quiet."
"Hey, Mrs. Forman, where's the cake? I'm dying to see it," Donna asked.
My mom pointed to it on the counter and their eyes lit up. "Wow, this is great," Donna's smile widened. "You did a really good job."
"Thank you, Donna," My mom laughed, embarrassed. "You girls sign the cake, the icing bottle is to the left of you."
I watched as they signed. Jackie's signature seemed bigger than needed but I don't expect anything less out of her.
"Randy and Fes are on their way over, they should be here soon," Jackie said as my mom brought a plate of waffles to the table.
"And Kelso, too," Donna added.
"That's good, the cake will be ready by the time Steven gets up," She smiled. "Do you two want some waffles?"
They said yes and sat down to eat.
"You know," Jackie mumbled, chewing. "Steven has my Frampton record, I need to get that back."
"Hyde listens to Peter Frampton?" Kelso's eyes widened.
Jackie didn't answer and Kelso forgot almost instantly as Fes started talking about bowing things up and car crashes. I don't even know how that got brought up.
Fifteen minutes later, the three stooges showed up and let themselves in.
"Hey, Donna," Randy gave her a quick kiss.
"I smell waffles," Kelso said, practically drooling.
"Well you boys can sit down and eat with us, I'll just whip up a few more," She grinned and went to it.
"Why do we feed them, Kitty? They're like stray cats, they just keep coming back," Red said and she gave him a look.
"Guys, go look at the cake, it's on the counter," Donna said, pointing it out.
They looked and the same reaction came up again. "Holy crap!" Kelso said loudly.
"Oh, be quiet, Michael," Jackie scolded. "Steven's sleeping still."
"It is beautiful," Fes regarded, gazing at the cake.
"Yeah, it's pretty sweet," Randy looked closer at the cake. "Is everyone signing it?"
"Well, just you kids," She said, handing them the bottle of icing. "Make sure they don't screw anything up," She whispered and nodded to Kelso and Fes.
"I heard that," Kelso said, looking offended.
"Oh, okay then," She smiled and put another plate of waffles on the table. "Eat up!"
And so we did.
(---)
"Donna, hand me the tape," Jackie ordered. Donna handed her the tape and turned to me as I spoke.
"Donna, what is Jackie doing?"
"Decorations."
"Great, now Hyde's gonna be in a bad mood," I complained and sat on the couch next to Kelso and Fes. Randy got up and turned on the TV, then sat back down in a chair.
"Hey, Kelso, did you get the beer?" I asked.
He nodded, "Yeah, it's in the cooler." I looked over and saw it, then smiled.
"What the hell?" A voice sounded that made everyone in the room turn.
"Oh," Jackie spoke and hid the tape and decorations behind her back. "Hi, Steven."
"Don't 'hi Steven' me," Hyde said, frowning at the decorations. I would've been disappointed too, Jackie had a taste for hearts and unicorns.
"It's the birthday boy!" Kelso grinned.
"Happy birthday!" Donna and Randy told him, smiling.
"Yes, happy birthday," Fes said kind of late.
"See, this is why I stayed in bed so late," Hyde came down and sat in his chair. I got up and sat on his lap, kissing his cheek.
"Happy birthday."
Hyde just smiled.
"Oh, Steven, Mrs. Forman wants a picture of you and the cake before the party starts," Jackie said.
"I know, right when I came downstairs she dragged me into the kitchen," He frowned, but it lifted back into a smile. "That's a sick cake."
Just then, I heard someone walk down the stairs. "Oh, I need to know when your little party is going to start?" My mom asked. Hyde didn't look comfortable with calling it a party.
I was slightly tense, sitting on Hyde's lap in front of my mom was kind of giving it away; no, she didn't know about Hyde and me yet and I wanted it to stay that way.
"We're gonna hang out for a few hours, then start the party," Jackie said. My mom smiled and left. I let out a sigh of relief.
It was torture waiting for the party to start, there was absolutely nothing to do. Hyde made Jackie take down the decorations but that didn't really count, and neither did sitting around listening to each other complain about the TV channels. It felt like a day had gone by, when it was really about three or four hours. I hated it, wasting four hours like that would drive any guy insane. But once the party started, I realized how fast the hours actually go by.
My mom brought the cake down and set it in the middle of the table. She gave us the freedom of cutting the cake and the freedom to have zero adult supervision; but we locked the doors anyway. She trusted us down here and she trusted that we would NOT have a cake fight. I promised her, just in case she had an urge to check on us.
But that was a couple hours ago, and it was about four o'clock now. Donna was switching records every few minutes and we all had a beer at least once in our hands. Actually, at least three times. I was surprised; Hyde actually looked like he was having a good time. I'm glad and all but it was definitely the alcohol.
Kelso stood and used his finger nails to tap the bottle. "Hey! Everyone, I have an announcement," He started to say, and once everyone was quiet he spoke again. "I'd like to say, this is one of the best birthday parties I've ever been to! To Hyde!"
"To Hyde!" Everyone agreed and clinked glasses. Hyde looked embarrassed, I couldn't help but smile at him.
"And now," Jackie stepped in, hushing everyone again. "We open presents!"
"Damn it," Hyde cursed. Everyone knows how much he hates attention, but we give it to him anyway.
Jackie and Donna brought out a navy blue bag and handed it over to Hyde. He sat down on the catch and we all gathered around, me sitting next to him. We watched as he pulled out an Alice Cooper record and a Barry White bobble-head. Hyde looked over to Jackie and Donna. "The record's nice but what with the bobble-head?" He asked, shaking it violently.
"Well, we know how much you hate Barry white, so we bought you that just so you have something to burn or blow up later," Donna answered, grinning.
Hyde grinned back. "Hell yeah."
"Oh! Ours next!" Kelso shoved a flat, rectangular shape into Hyde's lap. He put the other presents aside and tore off the wrapping paper. "It's from me and Fes."
Hyde started to laugh. "Stoned Avenue?"
"Yeah! Remember last year how we gave you 'High Street'? We found a new street sign this year!" Kelso said happily.
"Yes, and they didn't have these at the flea market, we checked!" Fes added.
"Thanks, man," Hyde muttered, putting it to the side. Randy leaned over and gave him an envelope. Hyde opened it. "Twenty bucks?"
"I didn't know what to get you," Randy admitted, smiling nervously.
"No, man, it's great. This could buy me another week's worth of happy hours," Hyde smirked.
"Oh, Eric, don't you have a gift?" Jackie piped up, giving my shoulder a tap.
"Yeah, I do," I turned to Hyde. "But it's upstairs and I wanted to give it to you later."
Hyde nodded and it grew silent.
Nervously, I looked around at everyone. "Damn, guys! Not like that!"
"Are you sure?" Fes asked.
"…" I said nothing.
"Hey, you know what this party needs?" Good old Kelso spoke, breaking the silence. "A cake fight!"
"Kelso, if you or anyone else shoves cake in my face and I'm kicking someone's ass," Hyde said roughly as I leaned over, scraping some icing of the edge of the cake. I laughed and dabbed it on his nose, most of it coming off my finger.
He gave me a slight glare. "Watch it, Forman."
I gave him a slight smile. "Oh, come on, Hyde. You can't kick my ass and you know it."
When Hyde didn't say anything, Kelso smiled and yelled, "BURN!"
Hyde turned to glare at Kelso, who just laughed. Hyde reached over and grabbed a small handful of cake, and chucked it at Kelso which hit him dead in the eye.
"Bulls-eye!" Hyde smirked, laughing to himself.
"Ow, my eye!" Kelso whined.
Jackie and Donna sensed there was danger so they back away to a safe distance.
Kelso grabbed some cake and threw it at Hyde. Hyde ducked and it ended up hitting me. Hyde looked at me and cracked up. I grinned playfully and took some cake off my face and smeared it onto his. Fes started to giggle. Kelso snatched some cake and threw it at Fes, hitting him on his cheek. Randy grabbed some cake, tapped on Kelso's shoulder and as he turned around he shoved it in his face. Before we knew it, we had started what my mom told us not to start; a cake fight.
We were practically shoveling it at each other, tossing it at one another and laughing as we hit Kelso in the eye a few dozen times. We must have drunk a lot of beer, because everyone was a little off at their aiming. At one point, Kelso pushed a generous amount of cake down Fes' pants, poor Fes. He had the most hilarious look on his face, and I could honestly say his face was worth getting my hair and face a little dirty.
I didn't care how messy the basement was, either. It was an amazing fight; probably the best food-fight we've ever had.
Hyde and I sat down on the couch, which surprisingly wasn't covered in that much cake. Donna and Jackie approached us, and the others. They were staring us down like wild animals.
"What the hell?" Donna glared at Hyde and me, but she couldn't hold back a smile while looking at our faces.
Kelso reached out to touch Jackie but she back away. "Ew, don't touch me, you cake-freak!"
"We should do this again next year," Hyde smirked.
Jackie frowned. "No."
"So, how's the cake taste?" Donna asked Randy. He scraped some icing off his face and licked his fingers. Kelso and Fes did this, too.
"Pretty good," Randy said, smiling.
Hyde looked at me, then leaned in and kissed me, running his tongue down the lining of my lips. I smiled and kissed him back, tasting the layers icing from my face and his.
"Like the cake?" Donna asked us, trying to hold back some laughter. We broke apart and I simpered, clearing my throat.
"Yep," I answered simply.
"Best cake ever," Hyde grinned, making things more awkward. "Now someone fetch me a beer!"
(---)
It was a few hours later, the place was somewhat cleaned up thanks to the girls and Randy, and we were now sitting in a circle doing what we do best; baking.
"Besides the cake fight, this party was awesome," Jackie said as everyone only half-agreed with her.
"Thanks, guys. Even though I never wanted a damn party, it turned out pretty cool," Hyde held up the bobble-head from earlier. "I can't wait to blow this thing's head off, man!"
"Yeah! Alright," Kelso snickered, making a noise similar to an explosion.
"Man, it's like 8:00," I announced, sadly. "I wish this day could never end."
"Shoot, I'm supposed to be home soon," Donna said and faced Randy. "Walk me home?"
"Sure," He and Donna got up and told Hyde one last time how awesome his party was. They walked out.
"…" Fes frowned. "Randy's my ride home!" He realized and ran out the door after them. Hyde chuckled as Fes tripped on the way out.
"I don't have to leave for another hour," Jackie declared, smiling brightly.
"I told my parents I might be back tonight or tomorrow," Kelso nodded. "It all depended on how hammered I got, and damn, I'm hammered!"
"Moron," Hyde insulted, smiling. "We're all hammered!"
Kelso looked at me. "Hey, Eric, can I sleep over your house tonight? I don't think I can make it home in one piece."
I grinned. "Sure, buddy. You can sleep on the floor or something."
"I'll sleep over at Donna's," Jackie thought out loud. "But I guess I should go, like, now. She might not answer the door if I wait too late." I watched as she got up. "Oh, yeah- Steven, you have my Peter Frampton record, I want it back."
Hyde glared at her. "Great, now they all know!"
"They already knew, I said it this morning."
He glared at her.
I let a smile show as he got up and reluctantly followed her out the door, mumbling something about how she might tear his room up. I could tell he was drunk, he doesn't usually have trouble walking.
"So," Kelso tapped his knees, trying to think of something to say.
I nodded. "Yup."
I don't even know how this was an awkward moment, but it was. It was possibly because everyone else in the gang was the ones fueling the conversations, and neither Kelso nor I have gas to spare.
The silence lasted a few minutes before Kelso stood up. "So, where am I sleeping again?"
"Where ever you want."
"Can I sleep on the floor? In your room? I don't like sleeping alone," Kelso said portraying a frightened eight-year-old.
"Yeah," I got up. "But you have to sit in another room for an hour or so."
"Sweet!" Kelso exclaimed, not caring why, and we made our way up the stairs. Once we got to my room, I led him to my bed and told him to sit, shut up, and not to touch anything. He said fine and I grabbed a box that was sitting on my dresser. Hyde should be in his room right now, so I'll just take it to him.
I closed my door and walked over to Hyde's room, and knocked.
No answer.
I knocked again. "Hyde?"
No answer.
Screw personal privacy, I opened the door. "Hyde?"
I think I died, just then. I mean, I stopped breathing- I couldn't breathe. My stomach felt uneasy and there was a knot in my throat I couldn't swallow. My body felt numb and I thought for a moment, my eyes were deceiving me; but they weren't. They were showing me the cold, sad truth. Hyde is making out with Jackie. They still are. They didn't slow down and I don't think they cared I was staring, watching, hoping.
Then they stopped.
Hyde looked over to me, and I could feel my body go limp, so I dropped the present. But I don't care, it's not like he cares. Once he made a move to stand up, I ran as quickly as I could to my door, slammed it shut, and locked it.
I felt a tear run down my cheek and Kelso stared at me. "Eric, you're crying," He examined my face, a look of guilt washing over his. "I guess now's a bad time to tell you I broke you G.I. Joe," He told me, holding out a broken action figure.
I swallowed the knot down as hard as I could, and shook my head. Now I had a broken G.I. Joe to go along with a broken heart. Oh the irony.
(HYDES POV)
"Shit," I cursed. Jackie stood up and muttered an apology but I didn't listen. "Shit!"
"I'm gonna head over to Donna's now," She said quickly and ran out.
Good riddance.
"Damn it!" I yelled furiously, hoping no one heard. I felt like such an ass, and the thing was, I was one. I kissed Jackie. I don't know how the hell it even happened! It just did, we came into my room looking for her record and a second later we were sucking each other's faces off.
I felt sick, but I blamed it on all the beer.
Wait, the beer.
I'm drunk. Of course. That's why I can barely remember the party or anything else, and that's why I kissed Jackie.
But I still kissed her. And Eric saw.
I thought about finding a way to get Eric to open the door, but I knew him better than that. He wouldn't. I sighed, mentally cursing Kelso and the rest of the guys for bringing beer. It's their fault- no, it's Jackie and Donna's fault for planning me a party in the first place.
Yeah.
No. It was my fault. I need to stop lying to myself.
I turned to my door, picturing Eric's face; it was hurt, confused, and a pity to look at. Then I glanced down, seeing the box Eric had dropped. I walked over and picked it up, shutting my door.
'To Hyde, From Eric' is what it said on the top. I frowned, feeling like I don't deserve to even hold it. But my curiosity got the better of me, and I opened it. I couldn't think.
There were three things in there; A smaller box, a picture frame, and a note. I picked up the smaller box and sat down on my bed. As I opened it, my heart sank. It was a band new pair of glasses- exactly like the ones I used to have. Used to. Before that old bastard broke 'em in half.
I picked up the picture frame next, and inside it held a photo of me and Eric at ages around 9 or 10. I smiled, remembering the old days.
Then last, I took the note from the box and read it;
'Hyde,
Happy birthday! Just a quick note. I had no idea what to get you, but I got you three things, the glasses, the picture and something else. You haven't had a new pair of glasses since that day, and I felt bad. So there they are! The picture is us at age 10, I remember that year. It was the first year (since you've known me) that you admitted to me I was your best friend. It meant a lot. The third thing is a question you have to answer yourself, it's your birthday and I want it to be special, so ask yourself this question;
My room or your room?
PS, I love you.
-Eric'
TBC O;
READ: The next chapter is going to be Eric's point of view and theres going to be conversations between Kelso and him~
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