are we there yet? ~ Reddie oneshots

Regret

A/N LONG ASS STORY DONT READ IF YOU CANT COMMIT!!

Chapter aesthetic: I can't lose you sunset vibe.

Sadness scale: probably 3-4

Words: 1702

Enjoy heeny:)

"You're on the phone with your girlfriend she's upset
She's going off about something that you said-"

Eddie turns the music up as he looks in his vanity doing his makeup getting ready to go to hang out with Richie at a random party.

'"Cause she doesn't get your humor like I do
I'm in my room
It's a typical Tuesday night
I'm listening to the kind of music she doesn't like
And she'll never know your story like I do'-"

To be honest Eddie had never been to a party before and he had a major crush on Richie. They were both 18 now and reddie to get on with their lives, which Eddie was sure, he couldn't do without Richie by his side.

"But she wEARS SHORT SKIRTS I WEAR T SHIRTS SHE CHEER CAPTIN and IM ON THE BLEACHERS!!"

Eddie was singing along now pretending to be Taylor Swift in the music video with his hair brush in hand singing the words.

"dreaming bout the dAY WHEN YOU WAKE UP AND FIND WHAT YOURE LOOKING FOR HAS BEEN HERE THE WHOLE TIME!!"

Eddie decided he looked okay.. maybe even hot as he headed out the door pulling up Richie's text.

"Be there in 2"

Eddie read on his brightly lit phone in his darkly surrounded house.

He hopped outside and onto the porch.

When he spotted a pair of headlights in the distance he waved lightly seeing Richie's outline in the care.

"Get in loser we're going shopping." Richie called out.

Eddie giggled taking in the aged boys features. His jaw line that could cUT A BITch. The contacts he now put in ditching his ugly drugstore glasses. The tight tee's that he wore looking like a bad ass.

Richie had become what he calls himself a

"Pussy magnet"

Eddie cringed remembering how Richie put it.

What I would do for Richie to be gay.

When they were both in the car Richie turned the radio up as loud as he could. Eddie to be honest thought the new Richie was slightly hot but mostly annoying. He'd always be taking care of Richie when he's hungover or wasted on someone else's kitchen table.

Eddie sighed when they arrived, seeing what he only thought was real in low budget high school movies.

A big mansion, music booming so loud you could hear in within a let's just say  a DISTANCE. Some trash strewn about the freshly cut lawn and some already blacked out people.

"Holy shit." Eddie muttered following Richie into the strangers place.

He saw everyone dancing. (If you call jumping up and down to a beat dancing."