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I seriously love all the fics u write especially wasted years. I had this idea of rockstar eddie finally getting tired of hooking up with groupies and random celebrities and wanting to settle down with Reader. Hes really sweet and in love with her but everytime they go out one of his hook ups confronts him again or hes constantly getting dms or texts from previous situationships and shes just so over it and feels she cant compare to celebrities or beautiful groupies and he feels terrible cuz he really wants to be with reader. Happy ending as always. 🖤

Hiii! Thank you so much❤️ you have no clue how much that means to me. I wanted to keep this a little different from Wasted Years so I made it modern!rockstar!Eddie Munson x Teacher!Reader (a series I wanted to write but never got around to. who knows, maybe I'll write it some day)

Warnings: jealousy, poor self image, insecurity, break ups, crying, angst with a happy ending, hurt/comfort 18+ only

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The tabloids never cared about you. You could be a fly buzzing by Eddie’s pretty curly hair for all they cared.

In the past year and a half that you two had been together, you had been ignored, cropped out of pictures and shoved to the side by paparazzi and touchy fans alike.

You usually didn’t mind being on the sidelines. He was famous before he met you and he would be famous after you. You signed up for this.

It was fate, the way you and Eddie met. Or maybe it was just a coincidence; just the way life went. But you liked to think it was fate.

You had found yourself dragged to a music event by a coworker that you had just met. You were new to the school as a middle school teacher and joining a tight knit group of coworkers was scary. You had no idea that Robin, the music teacher at your school, knew one of the bands playing and was actually friends with them.

You didn’t know what to expect when she had dragged you backstage to say hi to her friend. You had heard the name Eddie Munson before, had seen the photos of him on social media, but past that you weren’t much of a fan. Although, you had to admit you did discover that you had a few Corroded Coffin songs in your playlist once you did some digging. When Eddie found that out he thought it was hilarious.

Sparks flew when he shook your hand. At first, you thought that it was something that only you had felt. You were ready to brush it off as being star struck. But when he had asked for your number before you left, you knew he felt it too.

The rest was history. A year and a half later you were happily in a relationship with a rockstar. At first, you thought it was a joke. Why would a hot rockstar want to date a middle school teacher from a small town? But Eddie proved to you over and over again that he was serious about you and him.

When people close to you found out that you and Eddie were dating, they thought you were lying and tried to laugh it off. Then, when they realized you were telling the truth they pitied you. You were fed rumor after rumor of what they had heard Eddie Munson gets up to in his free time from the partying to the groupies.

You would be lying if you said it didn’t bother you to hear that the man you loved was so desired by the world. There was a stark contrast between the rumors and the man you grew to love though.

Eddie would fly you out to see him in LA often. He had begged you to move out there with him full time. You wanted to, but you at least wanted to finish off the school year. You didn’t want to have to put the kids through the trials of a new teacher.

It was currently spring break and you were on a two week trip to LA to visit Eddie. You had arrived earlier that day and were currently sitting at a restaurant together. It was one of those fancy ones, with the thick white table cloths and the waiters in suits and ties. The spot was popular for LA stars to frequent.

Eddie had insisted you looked so beautiful that he needed to take a picture of you as soon as you got to the table. You knew how this worked, he would take the picture and set it as his new background on his phone until he got a new picture of you that he swore was the best of all time. Pictures of you never ended up on his social media. He wanted to keep your relationship private, which you understood. But sometimes you wanted to be bragged about. You wanted the world to know that Eddie was spoken for. But it was his choice.

“How was your week?” Eddie asked as you were waiting for your food to arrive.

You sighed, not wanting to complain but this school year was eating you alive. Middle schoolers were a tough group to control sometimes and more often than not you were coming home with a massive migraine and an existential crisis.

“It’s okay, I guess. Testing is coming up and I feel like the principal is practically breathing down my neck. I’m so ready for summer break,” you admitted with a small smile. Summer break meant staying up here with Eddie full time. Something that you were both terrified and excited for.

Eddie nodded in understanding. He knew how much your job stressed you out. “It’ll get better soon. Just think, this summer me and you are going to be so relaxed. We can lay out by the pool everyday and go to the beach. I’ll even get you a shelf for all of your books. Hell, I’ll get you a whole room for all of your books.”

You let out a quick snort of a laugh. “Are you offering to build me a library to try to coerce me into moving in with you?”

“Is it working?” He asked with a smirk as he leaned back in his chair, one arm laid against the table.

You reached to take his hand in yours, to tell him that he didn’t have to flash his money or offer to buy you things to have your affection but when you reached your hand for him another hand had appeared, and it was currently rubbing your boyfriends arm.

You recognized her from instagram. She was a model and had been rumored to be with Eddie in some capacity before you and him had gotten together. You never asked him about it, not wanting to know about his previous hookups. Your heart wouldn’t be able to handle it.

You and Eddie made quick eye contact before turning and facing one of the most beautiful women you had ever seen in your life. Eddie looked up at the woman, probably just thinking it was a fan with poor boundaries. His face turned to panic when he realized what was happening.

Eddie moved his arm from her grasp quickly, shooting an apologetic look to you.

“Eddie,” she cooed. Even her voice was pretty. “So happy to see you here.”

Eddie cleared his throat. This was fucking awkward. “Nice to see you too, Claire,” he said politely. He held eye contact with you like he was telepathically trying to send you a message.

She seemed to have expected a bigger reaction from him based on the way she frowned slightly before smoothing her features. She followed his line of sight to you and you couldn’t help but squirm a little under her stare.

“Aw, you’re taking your assistant out for dinner? That’s so sweet,” she said, manicured fingers tapping against the table cloth.

Eddie’s politeness leached away at her words. The dinner plates arrived at the table and the waiter seemed to be as enthralled by her beauty as everyone else was. It felt like the whole restaurant was staring in your direction.

You looked down at what you were wearing. Eddie had bought you this dress as a surprise and you thought it was so pretty. You had followed a makeup tutorial to the best of your ability when you were getting ready earlier. You didn’t end up looking quite like the woman in the video but you thought you had done a decent enough job. Your hair hadn’t been done professionally lately so it was a little dull. You had just been too busy with work to keep up with your appearance. Eddie never seemed to mind how you looked so it wasn’t a priority. Maybe you were mistaken.

“Nice to see you but I want to eat my dinner now,” Eddie said coolly. His tone was calm but his face wasn’t.

Claire scrunched her face up at this, like she couldn’t understand why he wasn’t taking the bait. “Well, I’m sure I’ll be seeing you soon,” she said before scurrying away at his dark look.

Eddie let out a deep breath that he had been holding in. “I’m so sorry. I didn’t think anyone would interrupt us.”

“It’s okay,” you said with a wave of your hand. “I just wanna eat before it gets cold.”

Eddie agreed, but his eyes lingered on your face for a bit. If he noticed how you were feeling he didn’t say anything.

It didn’t hit you until after the bill was paid and you were leaving the restaurant that he never corrected Claire when she called you his assistant.

The next day you woke up to Eddie peppering your face with kisses. You stretched, feeling the release of your joints popping.

“That was a good one,” Eddie commented after a particularly loud pop of your back.

“What time is it?” You yawned.

“Early. I got a call to head down to the studio for a bit this morning. There seems to be some sort of crisis they need my input on. I promise it’ll probably be about an hour. I’ll bring some coffee from that place you like back.Will you be okay if you’re alone here for a bit?” He asked while rubbing your lower back.

You shot him a shy smile. “Can I have a muffin too?”

Eddie laughed. “Of course.”

Eddie got ready and was out the door before you knew it with promises to bring you back all the muffins in the world.

You climbed out of bed, too awake to go back to sleep and went to the living room. You melted into Eddie’s soft couch with a blanket and book. You were content until your phone started to ding.

Robin: You’re with Eddie in LA right?

You: Yes. Miss me already?

Robin: Okay. I saw something this morning that was weird and wanted to check with you.

You: Weird? What was it?

Robin: Google Eddie.

You immediately swiped open your browser and typed in Eddie’s name. The first result was his wikipedia page, and then underneath were a row of gossip sites with updates from early that morning. You clicked the first one to be greeted by a picture of Eddie and Claire at the restaurant the night before.

Her hand was on his arm and she was smiling down at him with a salacious look. Eddie had just turned his head with a polite smile on his face. You remembered when this happened, it was just before he realized who was touching him.

Someone must have snuck a picture right when she got to the table. It had been taken at the perfect angle so you weren’t seen in the picture at all, not even the back of your head.

‘Love is in the air for these two. Model and Rockstar spotted on romantic date.’

The words burned your eyeballs as you read them. Was it really so unbelievable that you and Eddie were together that they completely dismissed the possibility that he was on a date with you instead.

You knew it was a mistake but you had to check and see what was being said on social media. You immediately went to Eddie’s page and clicked on his most recent photo. Underneath was thousands of comments, but the one to stick out the most to you was from this morning. Claire had commented a row of fire emojis right around the time the gossip sites started posting the photo, adding fuel to the rumor.

How stupid of you to think that you could compete in Eddie’s world? There were beautiful women practically fighting to get near him and here you sat in your pajamas on his couch looking like a wreck. Even when you did try it obviously wasn’t good enough for Eddie or the world.

You jumped off the couch, your socks skidding across the floor.

You needed to get out of here. You couldn’t breathe in this house anymore surrounded by Eddie’s things. You wondered what the people back home thought, the few that knew you and Eddie were together. Were they laughing at your pathetic attempt at happiness? Did they know the whole time that this was going to fail?

You ripped your suitcase out of the closet. You hadn’t even had the chance to unpack anything yet. Eddie had put it in the closet as soon as you got there, joking that if he hid it from you then you wouldn't ever be able to go home.

You pushed the thought out of your head as you grabbed a few toiletries that you had brought and through them in your bag. The sound of the front door opening and closing had you freezing.

“Babe?” Eddie called through the house. “I hope you can eat four muffins because they had a lot of different new ones to try- What are you doing?” He finally asked when he reached the bedroom. He held a paper bag in one hand and a tray of iced coffees in the other. He set them down on top of his dresser.

You turned away from him, not able to look him in the eye as you did this. “I’m going home, Eddie.”

“What? Why?”

“I just, uh, I don’t think this is working out. I’m sorry,” you cried, wiping your tears as quickly as they came.

“Is this because I left this morning? I told them not to bother me anymore. I’m sorry, baby,” he said as he wrapped an arm around you. You cried even harder. You were breaking up with him and he was still just trying to comfort you.

“Why am I a secret?” You asked into his shirt.

“What?” He pulled you away from him so he could look at your teary face. “You are not a secret.”

“No one knows about me. Everyone thinks you’re with a model even though I was right there. Even she thought I was your assistant and you didn’t even correct her. You don’t ever post me. It’s like you want people to think you’re single,” you accused.

Eddie’s face fell. “That’s not true. We go places together in public. You know I don’t post you because I don’t want people in our relationship. You’re the most important thing to me and I don’t want it to be ruined by all the bullshit.” He waved his hand in the air as he spoke.

“I’m not good enough,” you told him, grabbing onto your suitcase again.

“That’s a lie. You are good enough. You’re the only good thing I have, baby. Please.” Eddie was crying now too. It ripped your heart out to see.

You let go of your suitcase, rushing towards him and wrapping your arms around him. You squeezed him tight like you were hoping that would help put his tears back in place. You felt awful now that you had made him cry. You had expected him to not care if you left. You thought that it would be freeing for him to be without you.

“Please don’t cry,” your voice came out muffled against him. “This is my fault.”

“This is not your fault,” he told you. “It’s mine. I was so worried about protecting you that I didn’t take into account how it felt for you.”

“It’s just, it’s not a secret that you were with a lot of beautiful women before me. It hurts to think that they think they can still get with you.”

“Baby, I know I have a past but they don’t compare to you. You are all I have wanted for the past year and a half and you’re all I’m gonna want for the rest of my life,” he admitted.

“The rest of your life?”

“Why do you think I’m trying to get you to move in here so bad?”

You sighed, wiping your tears against his shirt. “I’m sorry.”

“No, I’m sorry. I love you,” he said as he tilted your face up to meet his.

“I love you too,” you sighed as your lips met his.

Later that night, the internet went crazy when a photo of Eddie’s beautiful girlfriend was posted on social media, introducing you to the world as the one that stole his heart.

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