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they just stared at each other before stan and bill walked over. stan was still embarrassed from earlier, bill, on the other hand, was not.
"huh-hey guh-guh-guys! isn't it time for the puh-puh-party?" bill asked, tapping richie's shoulder.
"oh- uh- yeah..!" richie said, shaking his head a bit like he was in a trance. he got up and grabbed eddie's hand, walking to his car. he waved to stan and bill before sitting in the drivers seat.
eddie sat in the passenger's seat, playing with his sleeve. the car ride bloomed with awkward silence.
richie pulled up to a tan house, it had a tree in front. eddie liked the tree. it had pinkish leaves and pink flower things. it was pretty and relaxed him. it made him think of spring.
richie got out and walked to the front door. he pounded on the door as eddie also made his way over. when the door opened eddie's eyes widened. he went inside.
music was blasting, red cups were everywhere, and people were dancing wildy. eddie could see beverly, her firy red hair bouncing as she jumped around.
eddie walked over to her and she greeted him with a warm and inviting smile. she had a red cup in her hand, he noticed. she hugged him, and he hugged back.
"you reddie for some seven minutes in heaven?!?!" someone screamed and everyone made sounds of approval. eddie's eyebrows knitted together.. what was seven minutes in heaven? he decided to ask beverly.
"bev, what's seven minutes in heaven?" he asked innocently.
beverly giggled, "eddie, how do you not know what seven minutes in heaven is?" he blushed in embarrassment, "okay, well, basically you have this bottle you spin and whoever it lands on you have to go in a closet with for seven minutes. usually, when you're in the closet, you make out with the person."
eddie's jaw dropped and his eyes widened. makeout?? he hadn't even had his first kiss, not counting truth or dare.
beverly giggled at this before pulling his hand towards the circle. they sat down as greta spun the bottle.
it spun, and spun, until it landed on...
eddie.
he shot richie a look and richie had speckles of melancholy twinkling around his freckled face. oh, of course. who would want their girlfriend in a closet with someone?
eddie sighed as greta dragged him in the closet. she sat down and he did aswell.
"soo.. ellieee... that's your name, right..?" she slurred.
"oh, no. it's eddie, im a boy." eddie said, and she frowned.
"that suckss... i was really looking for a girlll..." she said, her words slurring a bit more.
"oh," eddie responded uncomfortably , "well. i was looking for a certain boy, so.."
"good.. sooo... we don't have to makeout, right? unlessss.. you wanna.." she sighed, and eddie shook his head rapidly.
they kinda just sat there in an awkward silence until the seven minutes were up. when they got out, stan, bill, and beverly were waiting for him inpatiently. they dragged him to the side.
eddie looked back at the circle to see that richie wasn't there, he turned around and saw he was sitting on a couch.
"eddie.. uh, i don't know how to put this, but, we overhead your conversation." bill said, stan and beverly nodded.
"okay.. so?" he asked, he didn't say anything weird in there, right?
"what boy?" beverly asked, smirking.
"what?" oh. oh wait.. he remembers now. "oh.. im not telling you!"
"fine, i guess we'll just have to get it out of you!" beverly said before listing a bunch of names.
"stan?"
"no!"
"bill?"
"nope!"
"henry?"
"NO!"
a bunch of no's later..
"richie?"
a pause that was way too long to just say words.
he turned as red as fire, but managed to sputter out, "n-na-nah..?"
beverly's smile grew wider and wider as she said, "oh my god! you like trashmouth! im gonna tell him!"
eddie whined, "beverly n-"
but it was too late.
beverly was talking to richie.
he was blushing.
he walked over to eddie.
he grabbed his arm.
he went up the stairs into a small room.
"you like me?" richie asked, his cheeks dusted pink.
"y-yeah.. so what? oh.. look at the time! I better get going."
he started to walk away, before richie grabbed his arm.
he turned around.
richie put his lips on eddie's.
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