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february ❀ age 15        

richie has tried to talk to eddie about justin ever since he beat him in the basement. everytime he got the chance, something would always interrupt him. either it was one of their friends, the school bell ringing, eddie beginning to talk about justin himself and how great he is. richie never got the chance to say that justin was a liar.

and who knows. maybe justin and eddie really are meant for one another.

"rich!"

the boy with the glasses snapped out of his thoughts at the cafeteria and turned to look at mike. "what?"

"is it okay to you?" mike asked. richie furrowed his brows. "what is?"

"do you ever listen?" bev groaned. "mike was asking if we wanted to come over at his place today"

"yeah, right. sorry. just...lost in thoughts" richie smiled a little. "yeah, i'll come"

"well you guys have fun then" eddie grinned and got back to eating, while the others continued chattering. richie's head snapped to eddie, who was eating his sandwich.

"you're not coming?" richie asked.

eddie turned his head to richie and looked up at his brown orbs. "no. promised justin i'd be free tonight"

richie clutched his fists, feeling the same rush of anger as he felt in the basement. he tried to think of some good memories of him and eddie, but every single memory of them led to eddie being on a date with a rat.

"eddie, I really gotta talk to you about him" richie pleaded.

"i know he's not your ideal person...but, trust me. he's really nic-"

"no, eddie, you...you don't know him" richie frowned. "you gotta trust me"

"you hate him. why should I trust you on this one? you've told me that you'd rip his nuts off if he touched me dirty" eddie knitted his brows. "I know what I want"

richie opened his mouth but eddie was soon to cut him off. "please richie. if you can't do it for me, do it for yourself. don't bother yourself with something that doesn't involve you"

"but it does involve me. you're my best friend, eddie. it's not like i'm gonna leave you alone with some...some...justin miller" richie grimaced in disgust at the mention of justin's name.

"give him a shot" eddie whispered. "my night terrors have been only appearing like twice a week...i think it's cause i'm doing good with justin"

richie wanted to scream. but when he looked into eddie's big brown eyes, the only thing he wanted to do was hug him and held him close to his chest. so he said "fine. i hope he treats you well"

"I'm flattered that you are protective over me, but sometimes it seems obsessive. I never forbid you to be with betty" eddie pointed out. "i said she's trouble but I didn't tell you that i'd kill her"

richie just felt bad now. how can the person, who matters the most to him, also make him feel so upset, at the same time. he looked down at his fingers, but then saw eddie slid his hand next to richie's and grab his. "please, richie"