Are You Sure? ~Riddie~

Chapter Six

                                                          ^Richie's POV^

          "Eddie, wake up!" I yell shaking him lightly. He's laying on the floor gaping for air and crying, and I can't do anything about it. Bill comes running into the kitchen and see him. "Bill help! He's not waking up!" I yelled at him. He ran over and grabbed Eddie and shook him, but he still didn't wake up. I didn't want to do this, but I think it's the only way.

          I slapped him. Hard. His eyes shot opened. I pulled him up and put his inhaler in his mouth. He grabbed it trying to breathe, but with his crying it was hard. I rub his back and kiss his face. I don't care if Bill sees. I kissed his cheek, his hair, his eye (they were closed), his ear, everywhere. Eddie steadied his breathing, but he was still crying. Richie hated seeing him like this, his face red, his eyes puffy. "Eddie thank God you're ok!!" I said feeling my eyes tear up. "It w-was awful!" Eddie said hugging me. I hugged him back. "I c-could hear you!" He took puff from his inhaler. "And-And that clown grabbed m-me!" Another puff. "And the L-Leper, I-I couldn't breathe!" He said crying into my shoulder. He took another puff from his inhaler.

                                                              ^Bill's POV^

          Richie sat there kissing him all over his face. So uh....I guess they are together. That's......ADORABLE!! I always knew there was something weird about them! They would always blush when they would look or they would stair at each other. I was right the whole time, I guess when Bev comes back I'll get ten bucks. I smile at the thought of Beverly, I really do miss her.

^Eddie's POV^

After awhile I was calmed down. I was laying my head on Rich's lap, his hands playing in my hair. I was so tired, but I forced my eyes to stay open. I yawned and looked over at the clock. It read 6:33 am. I looked at Bill, who was asleep on the floor. I pulled my self up and looked at Richie. He looked tired.
I suddenly felt guilty. "Hey Rich, you can sleep if you want, I'll be fine." I said, and his face looked awake immediately. "No, I'm staying up. What if you have another dream? What if i'm not awake to help you?" He said giving me a concerned look. His eyes didn't look big, now that he had his glasses off. I just stair at him, and he does the same. I can't argue with him. I nod and lay my head back down on his lap, and he tangles his hands in my hair again.

^Richie's POV^

I looked down at him. I can see his eyelashes move down, then back. I want him to sleep, but I don't want him to have another nightmare. He gave a small sigh. I tap his head and he turns and looks at me. I smile at his face and whisper, "I'm gonna get up, make some coffee," but he gave me a gross face. "I don't like coffee," he said still looking at me. "When was the first time you had it?" I asked still playing with his hair a little bit. "I tried some of my moms and it was soooo fucking gross." He whined. "How did it taste? Was it bitter?" "Yeah, tasted like shit!" He said loudly. I shushed him and stood up, pulling him up with me. "I'll make us some ok? It'll be good, I promise." I smiled at him. He just hummed in response.

          I made the coffee and added a ton of sugar and milk. I handed it to him and he took a small sip. I waited for his reaction, but he didn't do anything. Suddenly he began to chug it! "Holy! Ed's slow down, you're gonna puke everywhere!" I whisper yell, trying to hold in my laughter.  He puts the mug down, and there's only a little bit left. "That's fucking delicious! What the hell did my mom do to her coffee!" He whisper yelled back. I took the mug and drank the rest. It was pretty good, if I do say so myself.

(HEYO! So i might not update as much with school, but i'll try to write at least every day. Also, i hope you're enjoying it so far!)