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° absolutely smitten °

hi have another update. the updates will p r o b a b l y only be on weekends or school breaks. because high school sucks and drains my life away from me lol.
anyways enjoy!

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Eddie Kaspbrak

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After Richies mom had walked in on our small...session, she didnt really seem upset or suprised about the whole situation. All she said was:
"Honey...you didnt tell me you were having a guest over." With a smile. She looked at me, then at Richie. We were both as red as tomatoes. I was so embarrassed about the situation. I shouldn't let myself like him. Not him. Hell, I've just barely met him not that long ago. I know barely anything about him, other than the fact that he's a loudmouth. I should hate that. I do...but I don't at the same time.

"Mom...you didn't say you'd be home early" Richie said, smiling at her mockingly. If i were to get an attitide lile that twoards my momma, shed pull me by the ear to my room, and tell me that good boys don't backtalk their mommas. But I'd never get an attitude with her anyways. I looked over at Richie quietly. We were on almost opposite sides of the kitchen now. I was in the same spot, on the counter, Richie had moved to near the sink. I looked down at my shirt, playing with it, and Richie pulled his momma out of the kitchen. Leaving me alone, with my thoughts amd the sound of rain softly partnering against the kitchen window. I guess it started raining when we were busy. I hadn't noticed it until just now. I look at the window quietly, thinking. I cant let myself like him. I just cant.
  After a couple minutes, Richie walked back into the kitchen, alone this time. I turned my gaze to follow him, walking to me. When he got over to me, he put a hand on my waist, rubbing small circles into it with his thumb. I shifted out of his touch a little, he got what I meant and took his hand off my side.

"Hey... I'm sorry, eds. I didnt know my mom would be home early." He said. I turned to look at the floor, hopping off of the counter.
"It's fine...I should probably go home anyways." I smiled, and grabbed my bag, which I had brought, with intentions of sleeping over. but if I stayed, all of this would probably happen again. And I cant let myself like him. I just looked back at the floor, putting a hand on my backpack strap.

I could here him frown as he spoke. "Okay...I'll see you tomorrow then?" He said, hope in his voice. He sounded almost desperate. I looked up at him quietly, for a moment.

"Yeah...bye Richie-"

And i left, looking back at the floor. I could feel him watching as I left.

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A/N

sorry for the short chapter, heres ur gay picture.