Richie x Will (Ryers)

{16}

An: mention of suicide/suicidal attacks occur

{W}

"He's.. in a ditch... he looks hurt.. and scared.." El muttered as the blood from her nose ran down again. "He's calling out for you." I felt so bad.. why was I being such an idiot and not listening to him. "Is he okay? What's happening now?" I asked eager to know. "I.. I don't know.." Suddenly El threw off the bandanna and rubbed her eyes as if she had been blinded by light. "El.. El..! Where is he now?" My heart was just beating fast against my chest, fear and guilt washing up over my body. "He's with someone.. someone with curly hair." El answered looking at me before wiping her nose. "Did you see his house?" He's definitely with Stan, but El shook her head no. "Can you please try again?" I asked worried. El nodded and I felt a weight lifted off my shoulders, she wrapped the cloth around her eyes again and back in she went.
"I see the house." She said after a few moments of silence, excitement bubbled inside of me. "He's with that boy again.. He seems to be staying there for the night." I sighed of relief, El took off the blind fold and looked at me, "do we go?" I shook my head. "What did they say?" El wiped her nose, "mall, tomorrow. At one one three oh."
"11:30.." I mumbled and got up. "I'll just find him down there."

~so he waddled away.. waddle waddle til the very next day bUm BuM bUm Ba DuM~
An: dum almost autocorrected to cum-

{R}

So yes, the next day me and Stan went down to the mall looking around for outfits to catch eyes with. "So what exactly do you have planned for me Richie?" Stan asked looking at me. "Just give me a moment my friend, I have a splendid idea." I said, grabbing his wrist before dragging him into a clothing store, I looked around and found a nice pale green button up, a plain white shirt and blue denim pants. "Stan try these on. Unbutton the first few buttons." He looked at me confused but didn't question it, he walked into the changing rooms and after a while he came out, "This green shirt doesn't fit." I looked over at him, "tuck it in." He rolled his eyes and did so.
I glanced at him up and down before smiling at him, "Looks good." Stan huffed turning around checking himself out, letting out a hum, "Not bad at all. Your turn Tozier." Stan walked back in to change into his regular clothes. I got up and stuffed my hands Into my pockets, "Should I be scared?" Stan came out with the clothes in his hands and walked off with me following, "No. You done me good so it's only fair if I do the same."

Stan picked up a pair of black ripped jeans and a light blue and white flannel, I gently took them, walking into the change rooms, I put the outfit on, tucking in the shirt because it just looked for casual and not as daggy. I came out and showed it off. Stan looked at me, up n down, which for some reason I blushed before responding with a "I like it." I checked myself out in the mirror, I liked it too. Maybe Will can notice me- I need to stop thinking about him fuck. "You sure this looks good? I feel like an idiot and I don't think this is my style, what if people call me a fag, or if people start assuming that we're a thing then Will is definitely gonna hate me for sure and-" Stan grabbed my shoulders making me look him dead in the eyes. "You need to stop worrying about other people and start thinking about yourself Richie." I gulped quietly and nodded, "There's more to life then worrying about stupid boys." (Elmax parrallel lol) Stan said. I let out a chuckle, "But we're stupid boys." I looked up at him. "Not as stupid as Will for not listening to you."

So after a while of us shopping I got the outfit that Stan chose and that yellow jumper and overalls from when me and Will were here. Stan got the outfit I told him to wear and a grey jumper with black and white plaid pants. We left the store and walked around talking, then we decided to grab lunch, sitting near the fountain.

{W}

I walked into the mall at around 12, looking around I tried finding Richie and I did. He was sitting with Stan, why did it make me feel.. jealous..? Shaking the thought out of my head I started walking over but Eddie cut in front of me, and I most definitely am not a happy person.  "Will please, let me explain myself." He pleaded, "how do I know you're not just trying to trick me?" I crossed my arms,
"I promise.. just please." Eddie reached out for my hand but I moved away, "Fine." I gave in. He sighed of relief before taking me outside of the building, we walked off to a secret spot and I turned to him. "Start talking, I'm busy."
Eddie nodded quickly, "I'm sorry for what I done Will.. it was really really stupid of me and I was just jealous." He muttered fiddling with his hands. "I don't want you to hate me.. I just hope we can end things on good terms." I sighed.

{R}

You've got to be shitting me. After everything that Eddie done, Will still has the audacity to walk out with him. I don't want to deal with this. "Hey Stan let's go, I saw Will and Eddie." I said standing up, already walking out. Stan hurried behind me, "Wait Rich!" He eventually caught up to me, "What happened between you and Eddie?" Stan asked confused.

Okay before anyone flips, I literally have no idea what even happened or why I did but-

Out of nowhere I just grabbed Stan's hand and walked out intertwining our fingers. My face just burnt red, not because I like him but because I was embarrassed for myself. "Woah- Rich-" Stan turned red as well, looking over his shoulder he saw Will. I didn't even bother. He sighed and walked next to me, "Richie what is going on?"
"I'll explain when we get to your house." Was all I said. When we were out of sight I let go of his hand.

{W}

Seriously? He's with Stan?!
"Fucks sake." I mumbled, walking away back home. Eddie looked over and saw, but followed me. "Hey Will wait." He said. "There's no point Eddie!"
"No I know what he's doing." Eddie gently grabbed my shoulder to stop me. "He's only doing this to get at you. Will if you really like him then you need to talk to him, you two just fucking around and doing shit like this will not fix anything." I looked back at him and sighed again. "Fine, but he's stubborn."
"Stubborn but willing."
We both just looked at each other in silence. "Okay, I'll do it."

{R}

We got back to Stan's house, we went upstairs to his room and I laid down on his bed exhausted from the walk. "Rich what happened." Stan crossed his arms, "I'm sorry if I embarrassed you.." I muttered. "Look, it's a long story. So I'd advice on that you sit down." Stan sat down in front of me, leaning against the wall.

After about 6 minutes of explaining what happened Stan sat there in shock. He looked over at me and adjusted his glasses. "Right, so Eddie liked you to the point that he got Henry to hurt Will? Because he was jealous." I nodded and his eyes widened, "You can see why I'm mad at Will."
"Yeah, definitely." Stan rubbed his eyes, "Look. All I can say is that don't worry, it's Will's fault anyways okay?"
"Okay." I sat up looking at him. "Did you only grab my hand because you wanted to make him jealous?" I nodded. Stan put his bag near the door next to mine, "Well do you want to stay the night again?" I sat up looking at him, 'Yeah, my mum would kill me if I only returned now."
"Okay well I can go get you some spare clothes." Stan said walking over to his clothes, handing me a small shirt and pants. Without hesitation I threw off my own shirt before gently taking the other one to put it on, Stan glanced over for a second before shooting his head toward me. "Who the frick attacked you?!' He almost yelled worryingly. I swallowed everything I had, "o-only your mum from last n-" Stan grabbed my arms and flipped them over. His eyes were wider them anything, his jaw dropped. "Richie!" Stan looked up at me with teary eyes. "Yes! Okay, I've tried to kill myself before who gives a shit?" I threw on the shirt and looked away from him. The curly haired boy was just speechless, he looked down at my scarred arms, some new some old. He wiped away whatever tear he had, "R-Richie.." Stan just grabbed my shirt, pulling me into the tightest hug. I hid my face into his shoulder before just crying then and there. "Dude.. you mean so  much to me okay.. You're like my little brother and I sure as hell don't want to loose you..." Stan's voice almost broke. I nodded a little bit, pulling myself into his lap. "Please.. don't do this."
"Okay.. I-I promise." We sat like this for a while. In just complete silence. Until I broke it, "N-No homo right?" I sniffed, wipping my face on his shirt. Stan chuckled weakly, "You're an idiot."
I looked up at him with a sad smile. "You love me." He playfully pushed me off. "I do."