I loser-love you // Richie X Eddie

Was it...?

(Richie's P.O.V.)

"Richie! RICHIE!" I blink out of my trance-like state and look at Beverly blankly as she shouts my name. My head is resting on my hand and my elbow is on the table in the cafeteria.

"RICHARD TOZIER!" Mike yells at me.

"WHAT?" I scream at him, annoyed. They exchange confused glances and Bev puts her hand to my forehead, checking for warmth. I swat her hand away, giving her a cold stare.

"Shut up you two I need to think." I growl lowly. Was all of what just happened a dream? The thing with me and Eddie..? I look over to where Eddie was sitting, his two friends seem to be trying to wake him up out of the same kind of trance I was in. I watch as he jolts up, and then says something to his friends. They calm down. Eddie looks at me and our eyes meet. He looks away and blushes lightly. Does he know why I'm looking at him? Do I know why he's looking at me? I'm almost positive I do. I think we both daydreamed the same thing, but in each other's prospective. I stand up, deciding on weather I was going to do what I wanted.

"Richie? The hell are you doing?" Mike hisses, basically commanding me to sit back down without directly saying it.

"Going to talk to someone." I say, walking over to Eddie's table.

"Meet me in the bathroom." I mutter as I walk past him. I could tell he heard me, and I continue walking to the bathroom.

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(Eddie's P.O.V.)

I look at my friends and they give me confused looks. I shrug and stand up from the table, walking out of the Cafeteria to the bathroom. These things were- no the are disgusting. I walk in to see Richie leaning against the wall, seemingly lost in thought. My breathing quickens as I start to get nervous. I think we both had the same daydream.

"R-Richie..?" I ask, nervousness lacing my voice. He let's out a startled noise, and whips his head in my direction.

"Oh it's just you.." He looks away and seems to blush slightly.

"Yeah, um.. why'd you wanna talk to me...? And out of all places why here? It is so unsanitary." I state. He chuckles, licking his finger and wiping it on me, and is now looking back at me.

"Ew!!" I shriek, making him laugh again. I shudder.

"It's a private place to talk.. and I wanted to talk about what just happened in the lunchroom."

So it was shared with both of us, wasn't it?

"What do you mean..?" I ask, pretending as if it never happened.

"You know what I mean Eds. About the daydream I'm pretty sure we shared..." He looked away from me, again. I look away as well.

"The one about Beverly and Mike bullying me, and us... k-ki"

"Kissing?... Yeah." He finishes for me. We stare at each other for a few minutes in silence. Suddenly he has me pinned against the wall, his face very close to mine. 

"In that daydream we had... I think that was supposed to tell one another.. how each of us were feeling." He says, his breath smells of soda and mint gum. All I do is nod. He then closes the gap between us, his soft lips press against mine as he kisses me. I'm blushing and I can almost see it. He pulls away, not making eye contact with me. I can feel the heat coming off of us both from blushing.

"So... You wanna be.. m-my boyfriend?" Richie asks me.

"Y-yes, that sounds amazing." I reply, smiling warmly at him as he backs away from me.

"You should sit at my table with me and my friends..!" I suggest.

"Sure, I'd love to Eds." He replies, smiling back at me. We then walk out of the bathroom, back to the cafeteria. I know heds be holding my hand right now if we weren't in public, I know him like that. I walk over to my table with Richie following me. I sit down and he follows my actions.

"Hey guys!" I smile at them, trying to lure their angry expressions away from them.

"What are you doing here?" Stan hisses.

"Stan calm down..! I invited him here we're chill now!" I say quickly to avoid fighting. They both stare at me wide-eyed.

"R-really..?!" Bill stutters. I nod. 

"He's wrong don't listen to him, we're more than chill." Richie states, looking at me and winking. I grin, and elbow him in the side playfully.

"What's that supposed to mean?" Stan narrows his eyes at Richie.

"Nothi-" I start, but I'm cut off by Richie.

"We're dating." He states smiling. They both seem shocked, Stan more than Bill.

"That's digusting! That's a sin!" Stan snaps, slamming his fists on the table as he stands up. He flips us off and walks away as I tear up. This is why I didn't want to tell them yet. Bill seems hurt by his actions.

"I-I liked him... Guess t-t-that'll never happen.. huh?" Bill mumbles, tearing up. My eyes widen and so do Richie's. Richie rubs my back comfortingly, but doesn't know what to do about Bill.

"What a dickhead.." Richie grunts, a little pissed off. Bill nor me take any offense to this, instead we agree.

"Bill I bet you can find better." Richie smiles at him, an attempt at comfort. Bill nods.

"P-p-probably can.." He stutters. I'm crying now, and Richie hugs me wiping my tears away.

"It's 'k Eds. I'm here for you, me and Bill." he says, not wanting Bill to feel left out. Bill nods and pats my shoulder. I smile gratefully at them.

"I love you guys." I say, meaning it in different ways for each of them.

"I love you too Eddie Spaghetti." Richie says it in a romance way,

"I love ya too Eddie." And Bill says it in a friendship way.

There's my life. A boyfriend that used to be my bully, and a heartbroken best friend.