Oh Noel | Reddie |

5. Let's get this party started

"Let's play some games!" Richie suggested, throwing himself onto the floor before anyone could object. We all gathered in a circle in bev's living room, I sat next to Richie. On the other side of me was Bill, next to Stan, then Mike, Ben, then Beverly next to Richie.

"What are we gonna play first?" Ben asked. Richie was smiling, looking like he had a plan.

"Truth or dare obviously," Beverly announced, as if reading his mind. Richie nodded enthusiastically, and nobody objected to the idea. I had no idea what truth or dare with this group of kids had in mind, but honestly, even the surprises I should have seen coming. Beverly pulled out a can of beer, placing it in the middle, "Anyone that pussies out has to take a drink."

"W-wait, d-did you get puh-permission to get that?" Bill asked, his eyes widening.

"Who cares about permission? besides my aunt let's me drink with her all the time." Beverly shrugged, then decided to start the game. "Truth or dare Richie!”

Richie looked over to her, "Dare, obviously." He rolled his eyes playfully.

"I dare you to show us your camera roll." Beverly said. Off to a pretty tame start. Richie got out his phone and we gathered around him. He scrolled through photos, starting from newer ones of him and his friends, eventually drifting farther toward the past. At a certain point, all the photos were of me and him, but none of them I recognized. The most recent ones must have been taken some time before Christmas, One was me driving away, the one before was him smooching me on the cheek. He kept scrolling through the photos, most of them with me in it, tons with Beverly, and it just felt odd and surreal to be seeing these memories he made with me that I couldn't recall. If I really was missing a year of my memory, I had to know what I missed. I decided now that I would confront my mother about everything once I was given the chance.

"Alrighty my turn, eduardo you're up. Truth or dare?" Richie asked me.

"my name is not eduardo... truth,  asshole." I hated his stupid nicknames, but I don't think he will ever stop.

Richie smirked, I didn't trust him. "do you have a crush on anyone?” He asked.

Maybe a little...
Maybe a lot actually. I hated the fact that I liked him after what was such a short amount of time and yet... I've known him all along.

"...maybe." I mumbled.

"Come on! that's not a real answer! tell us or drink!" Bev said.

"okay fine, yes I do." I confessed. Richie immediately took that as a chance to rub his shoulder on me.

"ooohhhh eddies got a little crush! is it me? who am I kidding, of course it is. but alas, I am already taken" he said dramatically, "by the beautiful, amazing woman, the one, the only... Ms Kaspbrak. Sorry Eddie, maybe we could have a threesome-”

" beep beep fucker!" I yelled and smacked him. " Alright truth or dare Bill." I said. Our game went on for a bit, a few people pussied out and drank a few shots, but not enough to be drunk yet.

"Dare!" Richie basically screamed. We were all filled with energy at this point in the game.

"I dare you to play seven minutes in heaven with Eddie." Ben said. What... Me?

" Wait-"

I could have sworn I saw a scowl on Beverlys face before Ben shoved me in and slammed the door shut. I was now stuck in a small enclosed space with Richard tozier of all people. He had this stupid expression on his face -which he did often-

"What's wrong? you hate me that much that you can't stand being this, close to me." Richie rolled his eyes, I could barely see him in the dim light.

"No- that's not..." I tried, but he talked again.

"I'm just messing with ya eds. I know you love me."We stared at each other in silence, neither of us quite knowing what to do next. Richie got closer, putting a hand on my cheek, "If I do something promise you won't hate me?" Richie asked. I nodded and he immediately brought his lips to mine, and just as fast as they were there, he was pulling away, scared of my reaction. I just grabbed him by his stupid Hawaiian shirt and kissed him as hard as I could, almost as if I stopped, he would be gone. Our kiss deepened until we were both out of breath. I pulled him in for a hug, and he started to place kisses along my neck and collarbone, leaving marks in places we both knew nobody would see except for me. Richie pulled away right before the door was pulled open behind me.

"Have fun in here guys?" Stan smirked.

"No!” I yelled and ran out of the closet back to where I was sitting before and we continued the game.

I began thinking back to what we did in the closet. Did he kiss me because of the game? or because he was drunk? or was if something else? Did he actually like me? I didn't want to accept the fact, but I think... I was falling in love with Richie.

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alrighty guys another day another slay

I'm already so done with everything Christmas related, it's not even October. Literally everyone is so obsessed with Christmas. So basically the plot of this fiction lol.

I don't have much to talk about, but make sure to comment and vote, I appreciate it

-Jay