Eddie almost grinned when she cringed. But then he remembered that he wasn't her biggest fan, he just got a kick out of pissing her off. Right? It was easier then admitting that she hurt him when she left. It wasn't a lie that he had moved on from her, it was just harder to remember when she was right there and when he wasn't drunk as hell.
"You don't have to go." He almost reached out to grab her arm and make her stay, but he stopped himself. It was bad enough that he was shaking, he didn't need to reach out and do something stupid, like pull her in for a quick snog or something. But then, she was looking at his hands and he couldn't just stop them.
"Haven't had a drink since you came over the other night." He nodded, though he didn't really sound proud of himself. If he had been drunk, his mother and father wouldn't have forced him to... make something of himself. Such rubbish.