Wrong

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⚠ Panic attack, self harm ⚠

*Stan's POV*

"Bye Bill! I'll see you soon!" I waved after the taxi. I could see Bill waving back, but he was quickly driven away.

He left for that meeting down in Albany, and he's not going to be back for a couple days. He left less than a minute ago, and I already miss him so much.

Sighing, I turned back inside my house and sat down on the couch. There are some perks to Bill leaving. I can plan the proposal without the risk of him walking in.

I dialed Richie's apartment number on my phone and waited until someone picked up.

"Hey Eddie!" I said when he answered. "Could you come over? Bill just left and I was thinking we could make engagement and wedding plans...ok...see you then...bye!"

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"No no no, you HAVE to propose as soon as he comes back!" Bev complained. She got here after Eddie and now they're at each other's throats.

"Absolutely not!" Eddie shouted at her. "He'll be so overwhelmed and stressed out, trust me. Wait at least a couple hours, if not days."

"The second he walks in the door, you're on your knees, ok Stan?" Bev asked, ignoring Eddie.

"Ok guys," I laughed. "I'll see when the time is right."

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"NO. Nope nope nope, not happening. That's WAY too cheesy!" Bev yelled at Eddie.

"Nuh uh! It's romantic." Eddie said and stuck out his tongue at her. She rolled her eyes.

"Stan, what do you think?"

"I don't know..." I said quietly, starting to feel awkward and uncomfortable. "I think Bill will get too upset before I get a chance to explain. I shouldn't tell him that I don't want to be his boyfriend anymore, I want to be his husband. He'd just run out once I say I want to break up. He'd probably have a panic attack and hate me for the rest of our lives. Soooo, that's a no."

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"Richie, I love you. But no," Eddie said. Rich had gotten here a little while ago, but he's been giving the worst suggestions ever. "That's a shitty idea. Sorry, honey."

"It is not!" Richie argued. "Imagine: Bill comes home and he sees all of the Losers in their most formal attire. Everyone's lined up against the wall, except for Stan. He says "Welcome back to the newest hit game show, 'Who Will I Marry?". And then he goes around...and kisses all of us...and then he chooses Bill and yeah this is a pretty terrible idea."

"I think you just want to kiss me while I'm still unmarried, Tozier." I winked at Richie and laughed.

"HEY! You're the one who thought I wanted to fuck you to make Eddie jealous."

"What?!" Bev and Eddie turned to me. I felt my cheeks heat up.

"Let's move on..."

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"BILL IS WEARING A DRESS!" Richie screamed across the room at Bev and Eddie.

"NO, HE IS NOT!" They shouted back.

"Shouldn't we just let him choose...?" I muttered.

"NO!" They all yelled in unison.

I felt my shoulders crumple. The only thing Bev, Eddie and Richie have been doing for the past couple hours is yell at each other. I don't have a say in anything anymore.