Richie opened the door for Eddie, Eddie hesitantly walked inside and took a breath. It smelled of pumpkin and cigarette smoke, odd combination but it could be worse. Richie walked to the back where the band was practicing and Eddie stood behind him.
"Spaghetti man, don't hide!" Richie said while pushing him Eddie in-front of him. Eddie gasped and went tripped, he stumbled into a container of drum stick and went beet red.
"Oh my god I'm so sorry!" Eddie frantically said while picking up the drum sticks. The band was trying to hold in there laughter.
"Don't worry about it spaghetti man, come on I'll show you around." Richie grabbed Eddies arm and quickly walked out of the sight. The band was the last thing Richie wanted Eddie to have problems with. Richie walked to his changing room and shut the door behind them. Eddies doe brown eyes darted from poster to poster. Most of the posters were Play Boy posters that looked about 5 years old, others were pictures and band posters from previous concerts and performances the band did. Looking at the posters of all the naked women and some men, Eddies face grew insanely warm, a sensation filled his body, Eddie's eyes darted frantically from picture to picture.
"Like what you see Ed's?" Richie said with a chuckle, Eddie nodded but then quickly snapped out of it.
"What! NO!" Eddie protested but his eyes kept falling on the posters of the men. Richie chuckled and pulled out a electric guitar, he played a few strings. Eddie turned his head and looked at him, lighting a cigarette Richie put it in his mouth and plays the strings softly and slowly.
"Wish I could do that" Eddie said with a small smile, Richie looked up and grazed upon Eddie's soft features.
"Come her I'll teach you" Richie put the guitar down and gestured for him to sit in his lap.
"No way!" Eddie said with a small pout.
"Just get your ass over here!" Richie said while putting his cigarette in between the strings of his guitar. Eddie nodded and sat on his lap, Richie positioned the guitar so it was over the both of them. Richies calloused hands grabbed eddies and placed them on the strings.
"Alright Eddie this is the C cord" Richie ran Eddie's finger over the string. A soft sound filled the room and Eddie smiled huge. Richie went through the scale and played the guitar with Eddie on his lap. A knock quickly stopped the fun.
"RICH! TEN MINUTES TILL SHOW TIME!" A girl called and walked away. Eddie frowned and tried to stand up but was quickly stopped by a force pulling him back down.
"He said ten minutes, we got time" Richie smirked and positioned the guitar again. Eddie smiled and got a learned a few more cords, after a few more minutes the fun had to end.
"Alright Spaghetti man, shows starting, go get a beer or something and enjoy the show. The drinks for you are on me tonight. Just tell them Trash mouth sent you, if you have any problems come straight to me okay? Don't talk to any of the band members. Got it?" Richie said sternly and toward over Eddie.
"Y-yeah I got it, thanks Chee" Eddie smiled and gently shut the door behind him. Richie chuckled slightly at the name, and started getting ready for his performance. While he was brushing his curly black hair he thought about his nickname.
"Chee? Why the fuck did he say Chee?" Richie rolled his eyes and sprayed on his cologne.
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Lover boy
Lãng mạnEddie Is your average teen, he does well in school, he has good friends, and he is pretty attractive. But one thing that sets him apart from the rest is that he is madly in love with a boy who doesn't even know who he is, Richie Tozier is the lead...
