innocent || Reddie (complete)

mixed feelings

Eddie

It was a lazy Sunday afternoon. I was wearing a pair of my shorts and a hoodie, doodling in my sketch book. My mom was down at the bank working double back to back shifts. I sighed from boredom

I heard a guitar strum outside. I looked out my window to see Richie sitting in the back lawn, plucking his guitar strings. It sounded nice until he started to speak

Richie: I love Eddie! I love his hair! His giggle! His cute smile! His collection of booty shorts!
OooOooOoo!

I chuckled and shushed him

Eddie: Richie! My neighbors will hear!

He chuckled and climbed up to my window, throwing his guitar in

Eddie: What are you doing here?

Richie: I was just thinking that I haven't serenaded you with my guitar skills

Eddie: You made a song about my "booty" shorts?

Richie: Yep! Because they're cute!

I rolled my eyes and sat on my bed. He climbed into my lap and rested his head on my chest. I kissed his forehead and he smiled

Yesterday after Richie had asked me if I wanted to be his boyfriend, and after I said yes, we decided that we wanted to take it slow. Considering I've never had a relationship and Richie wants to "fix himself" before we are official.

Richie: I'm surprised that you were the one to make the first move yesterday

Eddie: Why? I was tired of the fighting

Richie: That's it?

I held his hand and he looked up at me

Eddie: Well... I was kinda hoping we'd fall in love?

His eyes got big when I said "love". He didn't reply and just laid back down.

Eddie: I'm sorry I didn't
mean—

Richie:— I should be getting home

Eddie: I-I'm sorry...

Richie: It's not that I just...need to get home before my dad does

He got up and held my hand. I walked him out to the front and waved bye. As he was walking down my steps, Bill was walking up them. He looked sad and tired. His eyes were red and it looked like he was crying

Richie gave him a worried look

Richie: Woah, are you okay?

Bill: Yeah, d-don't worry about m-me

Richie shrugged and rode his skateboard home. Without question I let Bill in and we walked upstairs to my room. He sat on my bed and fidgeted with his hands

Eddie: What's Really wrong?

Just me saying that made him start to sniffle

Billy

I remembered what happened only one hour ago.

I was at Stans laying in the grass and watching clouds. I've liked Stan for as long as I can remember. I always thought he liked me back but I guess I was wrong. I tried to ask him how he felt about me, and he said that I was his "friend", and nothing more. That all we'll ever be....friends

Bill: Stan doesn't l-love me like I love h-h-him

I started to cry, hard.
Eddie sat on the bed next to me and wrapped his arms around my waist. Burying his face in my chest. At first I was shocked and couldn't move. He always gave me hugs but this one felt different. But I adjusted to his warmth and hugged him back tightly, resting my cheek on his head. He was so small and warm, his hair was soft on my cheek and I didn't want to let go. He smelt sweet, like flowers

Eddie: I know how you feel...

I hugged him back tighter. My heart melting as he rubbed my back up and down. I felt this flutter in my stomach when he sat up and rested his chin on my shoulder.

Eddie: You'll find somebody else. Love can be hard to find and not everyone wants to accept it from others

He let go of me and I felt cold again

Bill: What d-do you mean you know h-how I f-feel?

He looked down at his bed sheet

Eddie: I told Richie that I wanted us to fall in love... and he left. I know you said it would take time but... I don't know how long I can wait, because I hate being alone and he always ends up leaving me.

His voice was shaky and I thought he was gonna burst out in tears. I gave him a small smile

Bill: I g-guess y-you do... I hate b-being alone too—

I hesitated for a second, the butterflies coming back

Bill: —M-maybe we can be alone t-together?

He looked up at me with a glimmer in his eye

Eddie: Okay

He laid down and held out his arms for me. I chuckled and then crawled into his arms. The warm butterflies came back for the hundredth time. I wrapped my arms around his waist and he put his around my neck

Eddie: Have I ever told you how much I like hugs?

Bill: Nope

Eddie: I like them so much, I'd take one from anyone... as long as their clean

I chuckled at his innocent comment

Bill: Well I'm clean

He smiled and we fell asleep.

I'd never felt more at home, other than the times that Stan and I brushed hands.
I think....

I think I like Eddie

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