Trashmouth:HIYA LOSERS
Supreme:I swear to god Richie it's 3 am in the morning I will come to your house and kill you
Trashmouth:can I come over I can't sleep
Supreme:sure my windows open.
Trashmouth:ok Ed's
Eddie's POV
I then put my phone on my nightstand and see Richie climbing through my window.
"Hi Ed's."
"Hi bubba!"
"I've been waiting to see you and kiss you." He said plopping down onto my bed then instantly kissed.
Me and Richie are dating. We told the others and I'm pretty sure it was obvious. I love him. He's the sweetest person I've met.
Richie then pulled away and we sat down on the bed and we layed there in silence until my phone went off. Full of messages from our group chat
Ben:hi guys
Bevvy the hottie:hi Benny
Ben: :)
Mike:y'all are awake early
Bill:well it's finally summer vacation so hell ya
Stan:Don't swear Billy. Please.
Bill and Stan are dating. They announced it a couple weeks ago. Bill is a top of course.
Richie then picked up his phone and started texting everyone and I just stared and read all the messages.
Trashmouth:hi guys
Ben:hi Richie
Stan:Hi.
Bill:hi dude
Mike:uhwjjsksndkalndlajdnab
Bill:pop off??
Stan:Uh Mikes dying
Ben:lol
Supreme:hiii
Trashmouth:omg hi Ed's I miss you
Supreme:your literally right next to me bubba
Bevvy the hottie:awww 'bubba'
Trashmouth has changed his name to 'bubba'
Supreme:only my bubba!
Bevvy the hottie:chill! Is he always cranky
Bubba:yeah. We are gonna go make out so peace y'all!
Ben:ew
Stan:didn't need to know!
Bill:ugh I'm soo tired.
Richie put down his phone and stared me. I met his eyes and then kissed him. He then gets on top of me and and starts leaving hickeys everywhere. I then hear the front door open.
"It's Stanley, guys! I heard richie was here!"
"Oh fu*k". Richie exclaimed while getting off of Eddie and laying next to him.
"You can come in!"
"Rich-"
"Shush Ed's."
Stanley then walked in. He stood there. Startled and shocked. Were the hickeys that noticeable?
"What happened."
"Oh- nothing?" I said trying to act confused.
"Obviously Eddie has tons of hickeys. I'm not blind."
"Can you just leave?" I finally snapped. All the losers pick on us for making out. I hate that.
"Oh. Yeah. Sorry."
Stanley then leaves the house.
