Am I Reddie to Love You?

Chapter Three: Confessions

Bev's POV

Today was a slow day. Bev's aunt was out of town for the week. She went to go visit some other family members. Bev was all alone. It didn't bother her any, since her father had always left her alone. She was bored so she checked the time. "Ughhh" she sighed when she figured out that it was only 3:00. Then she got an idea. Her aunt drank as well, but didn't drink in front of Bev, because her father was an alcoholic. Bev's aunt kept all the good stuff locked in a cabinet in her room. She picked up the home phone and started to call all the losers. First was Richie. "Hello?" He asked as he picked up the phone. "It's your wife. I was wondering if you wanted to come over tonight for a sleepover?" She asked. "Will there be alcoholic beverages?" He asked in a crappy british accent. "Of course." She replied. "Fuck yes! Count me in!" Richie yelled in her ear. She laughed and hung up. Next was Eddie. "This is Eddie Kaspbrak speaking, how can I help you? He asked in his squeaky little voice. Beverly mentally laughed. "Hey Eds, it's ya mum Beverly." She said. "Mommy!" He yelled. Bev laughed out loud. "Hey, do you want to see if the bitch will let you come over tonight for a sleepover?" She asked. "Eeeeee.... I'll try..." Eddie said souding worried. "Oh ok. Don't forget to beg. Bye Eds! Love ya!" She said as she hung up. After that she called the rest of the losers. They were all down for it. She smiled and sat back down on the couch. She started to get snacks to spread across the table. She put cheeze-its, salt and vinegar chips, oreo's, and M&M's out on the coffee table. Then she walked into her aunt's room. Bev pulled a bobby pin out of her short, red hair. Then she picked the lock. It sprung open with a click. "Ah-ha!" Bev yelled as she grabbed everything out of the cabinet. She walked into the kitchen and set it all down on the counter. Bev looked back at the clock and it read 6:00. "The others should be here soon." She said. She heard a knock at the door. She opened it to find Richie standing there, smiling goofily. "Hey babe." he said as he kissed her on the cheek. "Where's the booze?" He asked. She pointed at the kitchen.

Richie's POV

He thanked her and walked into the kitchen. Richie smiled when he saw the large variety. There was vodka, whiskey, beer, and wine of all sorts. "Damn. Beverly's aunt must love to get drunk." He exclaimed as he grabbed a red solo cup out of the stack that Beverly set out. Tozier started to pour some vodka into the cup when he heard Eddie's voice from the livingroom. His face lit up and he walked into the livingroom with his cup. "Hey Eddie Spaghetti!" Richie yelled as he hugged the smaller boy. He had to hide his face so that eddie didn't see him blush.

Eddie's POV

I had just walked through the door when Richie practically ran towards me and gave me a hug. I felt my face burn red like a tomato. After the embrace Richie gave me a big smile. My heart skipped a beat. (Damn! How I love his smile!) I yelled in my brain. I returned the smile and we just kinda awkwardly stared at each other. I took a minute to look into his beautiful eyes. I think I saw an emotion that I was surprised to see. Love. (That couldn't be it! He's your best friend! He doesn't want to be anything other than that!) I had to reassure myself. After that I broke the eye contact and looked at Beverly instead.

Richie's POV

We broke the hug and stared at each other. Eddie was looking in my eyes intently. I saw his expression turn into wonder. (Ohhhhh shitttt!) I yelled inside of my head. I forgot that Eddie had this really weird talent where he could look into your eyes and tell what you were feeling. (He's going to see that I love him!) I screamed again. I felt sweat start to make its way down my face. When he broke contact and looked away I sighed, realizing that he didn't find out. I wiped the sweat off of my face. Then the doorbell rang. I walked over, thankful for a distraction. I opened the door and saw Bill and Stan standing side by side, Stan blushing like crazy. I looked at them suspicously and saw Stan start to sweat. I would ask them about it later. I stood aside to let them in. "Who's re-ready to pa-party?" Bill asked. I gave a whoop of approval.