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🌻pretty boy🌻

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Eddie—

Bevy was becoming one of my closest friends. We would always hangout after cheer practice and tonight, I was going to her house.

Eddie: I still think it's ridiculous that they won't let me wear a skirt. Just because I'm a boy

Bev: Yeah, but the booty shorts always look good on you

I looked down at my uniform. High waisted shorts and a cropped cheer top. Bevs was the same but with a pleaded skirt.

We sat on her fuzzy bedroom carpet as she rummaged through her makeup box. She wants to go to school for fashion and makeup, and I'm always happy to help her.

Bev: thanks for doing this by the way. Ben never wants to

Eddie: no problem, I like makeup

She started applying the make up, smiling. No foundation or powders because she always gushed over how cute my freckles are.

Bev: ...and done!

She handed me a silver hand mirror and I looked at her work. It was a pastel look. Light pink shadows and glittery orange crush lips.

Eddie: woah! Your getting really good at this bevy!

I admired the subtle black wing over my eyelids and light highlight on my cheeks.

Bev: thanks, now let me go get something...

She got up and rummaged through her dresser drawer. She pulled out a new package of hair clips and began opening them

Bev: I picked these up the other day, they reminded me of you

She placed three sparkly clips in my hair, pulling my bangs out of my face. She stepped back and admired her work

Bev: Aw! You look so good! I wish you would let me do this more often!

Eddie: I would, but I don't know how Richie would react

Bev: forget him! You look super cute!

I looked at myself in the mirror again and grinned.

Eddie: thank you... maybe I will

She clapped her hands and smiled

Bev: great, want me to drive you home?

Eddie: actually, can you take me to Stans? I'm suppose to help him with something

She nodded and helped me off the floor. It was already getting dark out, but we don't have school tomorrow so it was okay to stay up late.

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She dropped me off in the Uris driveway and we waved bye to each other.

I knocked on the door and heard a loud "come in" from inside. I cautiously stepped in and peaked my head in. Stan was in the kitchen chopping up an apple.

Eddie: hey stanny, what did you need?

Stan: just thought you could swing by is all

I nodded and joined him at the counter. I looked down and saw a familiar phone

Eddie: isn't this Richies phone...?

Stan: Yep.

As if on cue Richie stepped in and waved at me

Richie: hey Spaghetti man

He draped an arm over my shoulders and kissed my temple

Richie: eh...what's on your face?

Eddie: makeup, bevvy did it

Richie: oh

Oh?! What does that mean?!

Stan: that's sweet... now tell him why the fuck your at my house

Richie: well, I told my mom I was gay and she told me to leave. So here I am.

Eddie: what?! why didn't you tell me right away?!

Richie: I don't know, I didn't want you to worry

Stan: he won't have to worry for long. Once she cools down he's going back home

Richie: Yeah, it's only a week or two

I gave him a sad smile and placed a hand on his chest

Eddie: are you okay?

Richie: I guess. I expected it

Eddie: okay...as long as your happy... I'm proud of you for telling her

Richie: thank you eds... now when are you gonna tell your mom?

I sighed and looked over at Stan who looked to be waiting for an answer

Eddie: I don't know... I'm afraid of what she might say or do...

Stan: if she reacts the same way Richies mom did, your welcome to stay here too.

Eddie: I don't know.... I don't want to disappoint her...

Richie: your her son, she should love you no matter what

Eddie: you don't understand, she said fags were a disease once. She'd hate me

Stan: you'll always have us. I can be your adoptive dad and Bill can be the mom

I giggled and the room lightened up

Eddie: thanks guys... I'll think about it

Richie rubbed his hand up my shoulder comfortingly. I looked at Stan and he smiled

Eddie: can you give me a ride home stanny?

He nodded and grabbed his keys from his coat pocket

Stan: I'll be back trash mouth. Don't fuck shit up please

Richie: yeah yeah. I only plan on fucking your mom anyways

Stan glared at him and he laughed loudly.

Stan led me out to his car and opened the door for me. It was a long drive as we listened to Mac DeMarco over the radio.

He stopped by the curb at my house and I unbuckled myself

Eddie: thanks for the ride

As I was reaching for the door handle he grabbed my wrist gently. I looked back at him and his cheeks were pink

Stan: i think Richie was dumb for not saying how good the makeup looks. I mean... I—
I th-think you always look good even without it but...

He sighed and looked down at his hand over my wrist

Stan: your just... a pretty boy...

My cheeks caught fire and my heart beat slowly. I smiled at him and placed my hand over his

Eddie: thank you stanny...

He nodded and put his hands back on the steering wheel. I got out and waved bye as he drove away.

For some reason, my stomach was fluttering....

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