IT oneshots

im fine - stozier

- slight angst
a/n- starting out with a underrated ship

3rd person p.o.v
it was a late saturday night, around 2am. stanley uris was sitting on his bed reading one of his many books on birdwatching, that he had received for his 16th birthday. the curly headed boy yawned and checked his wrist watch. his eyes widened when he realised the time, stan swiftly removed the book from his bed and gently set it on his bedside locker. he slid under the sheets of his neatly made bed and shut off his lamp. he was a little dazed from today, he shook his head slightly and shut his eyes. a few moments later he heard a light tapping on his window. the bird lover looked out to his yard to see none other than, richie tozier. his best friend and secret crush, of course stan would never admit his feelings to richie. oh no, richie liked girls, he talked about them all the time. it actually annoyed stanley how much the brunette would go on and on about his 'sexual experiences' with women.

stanley jumped out of bed and walked to the window. "why are you here rich, it's like 2am!" stan whisper shouted out the window, trying not to wake his sleeping parents. "i didn't know who else to go to stan" richie replied. that wasn't like him, richard 'trashmouth' tozier would have made a few jokes, like he did earlier that day. something was wrong, stan knew it. "o-oh okay ill be right down" Stan ran down the hardwood floor, down the stairs and to the front porch and opened the door. richie stood there, face pale and sprinkled with freckles. eyes a deep brown, stan's heart melted.
"what's wrong richie, what happened?" the concerned boy asked his friend. they sat down on the cool pavement. richie let out an audible sigh and rested his head against stanley's shoulder. the taller boys face grew redder by the second. "i don't know stanley, i-i like someone" richie moved his thick rimmed glasses up his nose. stanley's heart beat faster.
"w-who is it" stanley internally cursed at his voice crack. richie sat up and looked at his best friend in the face, the lighting not helping his already faulted sight.
"its...its a boy" richie frowned. stanley froze, he thought it was going to be Beverly or maybe that one girl in bio class that rich annoyed on the daily.

stans hands grew sweaty, was it him? did richard tozier the boy he had liked for over a year, like him too? was his best friend about to confess his undying love for him?

"it's..it's eddie" richard answered. he looked at his friend, searching for any sign of disapproval on his features. "oh" stans face dropped for a second. of course he didn't like him, no one likes a filthy jew right? no one would ever like him. "that's gr-great rich, im happy for you." the boy put on a fake smile. "wait? you don't hate me? because i like a boy?" richie's eyes widened. "of course not, i will always like you for you no matter what" stan uttered out "and im pretty sure ed's likes you too."

"really!?" richie whisper yelled. stan could only nod his head, afraid if he spoke he might cry. "i'll tell him tomorrow then. thank you for listening stan the man. you really are the best friend" he jumped up, ruffled stans hair and ran down the street back to his home.

friend. that's all stan would ever be to richie, a friend. the blonde boy's eyes began to water, a sob escaped his lips. stanley wiped his eyes aggressively as if to try and make them stop. it didn't. tears streamed down the broken hearted boys face. he lost the boy he loved, not that he was his in the first place. but it was better to know that there was a possibility then to know there is none. he trembled on the cold ground, ugly cries escaping him.

a few moments later, stan composed himself, he couldn't let anyone see him like this. he picked himself up and shuffled into his home, closing the door behind him. he walked upstairs and went into the bathroom.

stan looked in the mirror, his eyes red and puffy, his cheeks raw from crying and his pyjama shirt wet from the tears.

i think i'll take a bath. he thought.

A/n- hi guys, I hope you liked this story, leave suggestions down below of what ships you'd like me to write about next!