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3rd Person POV

Stan and Bill were sitting on Bill's bed in his room.

Bill was about to doze off so Stan kept flicking his arm.

"Can I tell you the news yet?" Stan whined.

"Sure, b-but don't d-drone on like a-always," Bill grumbled, "I'm s-sleepy."

Stan rolled his eyes, "fine. To make it short, Eddie kissed Richie then Richie kissed Eddie."

"What?!" Now Bill was awake.

"Do you want the long version now?" Stan teased.

"Yes you d-dipshit!"

"Well Eddie fell asleep last period and Richie noticed as he was walking out of school," Stan was smirking, "So Richie being his dysfunctional gay self with a big fat crush went and woke up Eddie. And somehow they got on the topic of kissing and Richie mentioned he hadn't kissed anyone so Eddie kissed him. Then Eddie got all whiny because apparently Richie was a really good kisser and he was jealous so he begged Richie to kiss him again. So Richie did of course and then Eddie ran away and that's when I saw him carving an R in a heart on the kissing bridge."

Bill was gaping.

"Wait d-did Richie t-tell you th-this?"

Stan nodded.

"W-well did he ask y-you for advice?"

Stan nodded again.

Bill was getting frustrated, "W-well what did you s-s-say?!"

"Oh!" Stan blinked, "I told him to forget it ever happened."

"What?!" Bill shrieked and sat forward onto his knees.

"Oh calm down, I actually thought this through," Stan patted the top of Bill's head frustrating him further.

"Well e-explain your genius p-plan," Bill grumbled.

"With pleasure," Stan said smirking. "If Richie tried to pursue his feelings Eddie would completely freak out because he is so clueless that he doesn't even know that he like guys yet. Eddie needs to make a move on Richie next, the ball is in his court," he finished shrugging.

"Damn," Bill said, "y-you are actually smart, S-Stanley Uris," he was smiling cheekily at Stan.

"I know," Stan grinned back.

Stan leaned back onto Bill's pillows and Bill followed.

"Can I s-sleep now?" Bill asked.

"Of course," Stan said and used his arm to pull Bill up to his side so that his head was resting on his shoulder. Then he softly kissed Bill's forehead.

Bill sighed contently and snuggled into Stan who was smiling softly.

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Eddie's POV

I hardly touched the food on my plate. My thoughts were racing through my head.

"Eddie bear, why aren't you eating?" my mother cooed, "are you okay?"

Shit.

"Of course!" I cheered and started to shove food down my throat.

"Are you sure?" she pressed, "you look a little pale."

"I think it's just the lighting," I lied and shoved more food down.

I continued just absorbing the food until it was all gone then I stood up fast from the table.

"Thanks for supper, it was delicious, I have lots of homework to do!" I excused myself and ran upstairs to my room.

I went to jump on my bed but then my stomach took a turn for the worst and I quickly ran to the bathroom to puke my guts up.

That's what I get for shoving food down so fast when I'm stressed.

Fortunately my mom didn't hear me retching up dinner.

"This sucks," I muttered after I stopped gagging and flushed the toilet.

I stood up shakily and looked at myself in the bathroom mirror.

"Pathetic," I murmured then washed my hands and face.

I was so pathetic and vulnerable.

And stupid.

I thought back to what had happened earlier with Richie. I had kissed him. Why? I wanted to push it off like I wanted to help him. He hadn't kissed anyone and I had, and there was no way I was supposed to be cooler than him. So I kissed him.

And the quick peck was better than any kiss that I had had with Mary Ann. Richie was a natural, and I was not.

I was worse than him at everything, so I pleaded for him to help me.

And we kissed again. Longer. Better.

And I realized I wanted to kiss him again. And again. Because it was so fucking good. But it was also wrong, against the rules. Which sucked.

But maybe if I asked Mary Ann she'd help.

Hopefully.....

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Oooo

Bill and Stan (Smirking face) (I don't have emojis on my tablet)

He he

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