Chapter 10: Stan

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AUTHORS NOTE:
hey children, i decided to spice it up and do Stans POV for a chapter,, eNJOY

He didn't know how long Richie was allowed to stay at his house, so Stan told his mom that later tonight Richie would stay at Eddie's, just to be safe.

"So.. what happened Rich? You're literally shaking," Stan said, coming over to comfort Richie. He pulled the talk boy into a tight embrace and let him cry into his shoulder. He grabbed his phone from behind Richie and texted Eddie.

Eddie:

Richies at mine. He's hella upset and wants to stay here. Idk how to help him, he said you wouldn't respond. Get the fuck over here

He pressed the send button, and threw his phone across the bed. Stan used both hands to comfort Richie. "Wanna tell me what happened?" Stan said, and then Richie pulled out of the hug, about to say something when Eddie burst into the room.

"Eds!" Richie realized he was still crying and sniffled. "I told you I'd come over later, don't worry I'm fi-" Eddie cut him off and jumped into his lap and kissed him.

Stan was confused. Why were they kissing? They were dating, he could assume that, but they hadn't told even him yet, so why were they kissing in front of him? Stan knew they were bad at hiding things, but not THAT horrible at it. He didn't mind, Bill and him had kissed in front of the other Losers plenty of times, but they were out.

Eddie must have realized Stan was there, because he pulled away and said something about a smiley face. Stan had too many questions going through his mind to comprehend what he was saying. When his mind came back to Earth, he realized the two boys were holding hands, Eddie in Richie's lap.

"So.. I have a LOT of questions you guys," Stan said. "And also.." he pointed at their hands, intertwined, and asked "What the hell? You didn't tell us? How long?"

They both giggled. They were two lovesick puppies. Eddie was wiping tears of Richie's face, whispering something, probably reassuring words, in Richie's ear. It was cute. Really, really cute.

"Well, you know that proposal thing we do every year?" Eddie asked. "Well Richie actually asked me out this time. And we were supposed to go on our first official date today, but our plans got changed and we just hung around at Richie's for a bit."

"I'm sorry I didn't tell you sooner, I just didn't want the others, mainly Bev, to flip their shits. We're not ready for that yet." Richie said in a shaky voice from the prior tears. He was still clinging to Eddie, like Eddie was his life force.

"That's totally understandable, I won't tell anyone else, except maybe Bill, because couples are supposed to tell each other everything you know?" Stan said. He would call Bill as soon as they left. For sure.

"Rich... What happened to you?" Eddie asked. Eddie didn't know? Stan was 100% clueless. It was past 10:00, he was normally in bed by now, reading or watching a movie or something. He was tired as fuck. Beyond coffee.

"Well, I came home after dropping you off Eds, and then my dad walked out of the living room. Remember, we made out at the bottom of the stairs?" Richie said. Stan honestly wasn't surprised they made out at the bottom of the stairs. "He must have seen it. He started cursing the fuck out of me, called me a fag. I pushed him and he told me to leave, he didn't want me anymore," Richie said. "I don't know when it's safe to go back. He was drunk, I don't know if he'll remember anything anyways."

Richie told the story as if it was all there. As if it was happening. Stan knew it was fresh in his mind, the same thing happened when he came out to his parents. He had stayed with Bill for a couple days. But his parents were very much sober when they yelled.

Richie was crying again, Eddie pulling him close. Stan joined in the hug, he felt horrible for Richie. He knew the pain.

"Hey Rich?" Eddie whispered. They all pulled out of the huge embrace, and everyone sat on their own corner of the bed. "Where's your phone?" Eddie asked Richie.

Richie pointed to Stans desk, where his duffle was. Eddie rifled through the bag until he found Richie's phone. He unlocked the phone and checked his messages. Had Eddie texted him? Probably.

Eddie went into Richie's settings and turned off his vibrate and ringer. "Ready to go Rich?" He asked. Stan was tired. He didn't need to have these two lovesick dorks keeping him up. He had his own lovesick dork texting him all the time anyways.

"Bye guys, have fun. Richie, feel better okay?" Stan hugged then both and mouthed a "Thank you" at Eddie with a set of thumbs up. When they left he ran up to his room to call Bill.

                        Billy <3

"Hey babe? Guess what," Stan said.

"What..?" Bill sounded like he was asleep before he picked up the phone. He didn't care.

"Richie and Eddie are finally dating! You owe me 50 bucks next time you see me, thanks; Love you, bye," Stan hung up the phone, not giving Bill time to argue. He could sleep in peace now. Good.

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