Eddie
I sat crossed legged on my bed, math book in lap. Rain poured against my window. It had to be 2 AM but my mind was on Richie, not math. Richie. Richie. Richie. He was in the way of school and sleep and eating and-
There was a knocking on my window. Why? Why did Bev find 2 AM on school nights a good time to show up? Constantly.
I threw my math book dramatically and rushed to the window, throwing it open.
"God damn it, Bev! I'm not-"
But it wasn't my redheaded friend. There stood Richie, squinting at me. God he needed glasses. His face had healed and scarred and his crooked nose mocked me. His hair matted to his forehead while rain poured down on him.
"Richie?" I blinked.
"Eddie." he smiled softly, not moving, just staring at me. Rain dripped down his face. He was soaked, his clothes looked heavy on him.
"Richie you're going to get si-"
"I love you." He cut me off. Maybe it was the rain pouring so loud that I misheard him but god I hoped I hadn't. I leaned on my window edge, my face inches from his.
"What?"
"You're a god damn liar. You love me too and I wanna be with you, spaghetti. I don't want anyone but you. No more Jane. And maybe this is a horrible idea, and maybe I'm gonna have my heart broke into a thousand different pieces. But those are maybes." He babbled, yelling over the rain.
My heart jolted, nearly falling right out of my chest. I reached for the collar of his soaked shirt and pulled his wet lips to mine, rain dripping on my head while I felt his hands hold my face. I felt him smiling against my lips.
"Don't call me spaghetti." I pulled away, staring into his big brown eyes.
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