HEART ACHE <3 REDDIE

chap 40: going for a drive

Richie

The thing was ditching Connor was so euphoric, even though I had to go sit with Eddie that Friday night. I felt like game night had became more of a burden than a hang out time with my friends lately.

So Eddie was sat cross legged on the sofa and I was on the bean bag on the floor. Our friends laughed around us but I stared down at my feet, avoiding eye contact with an already tipsy Eddie. I had drank a little too but Eddie's face was turning a light shade of pink and he was giggling a little too hard.

I wiggled my toes in my shoes and made a mental note to get bigger shoes when my name broke my thoughts.

"Right, Richie?" Mike nudged me. I looked up around my friends, thinking of how to play it off like I had been listening, nodding.

Their voices soon turned into a mess of background noise but o felt a pair of eyes just burning a whole through me. I glanced up and my eyes connected with Eddie's. But he didn't look away, and neither did I. Because the eye contact between us was nice. Looking at each other again was nice.

I felt a strong grip on my arm and saw it was Bill.

"Come with m-me to the b-bathroom."

"Why? You need my help with your aim?"

He ignored my joke and yanked me up, pulling me to the bathroom. I silently cursed him for making me stop looking at Eddie. I almost instantly craved for our eyes to meet again.

Bill shut the door behind him and leaned against it, blocking my only way of escape. He narrowed his eyes at me and folded his arms across his chest. He had been learning from Stan.

"So are we gonna make out or?" I laughed nervously.

"A-are you s-stupid?" He hissed.

"Generally, yeah." I shrugged.

"So y-you're going to sleep with Connor and s-still think its okay to p-pin after Eddie?"

I furrowed my eyebrows in confusion, now crossing my own arms.

"Pin after him? I haven't even spoken to him. I'm happy for him. I hope he gets into that college and lives the life he has always talked about." I blew off.

"T-thats bullshit! I w-won't stand around and w-watch you act like Eddie isn't your first and o-only love. This is bullshit, R-richie."

"It's not bullshit. I'm being genuine. I mean it," I lied.

"You're a l-liar. You k-know you are. This is so stupid. W-why cant you both just admit it?"

I felt anger start to boil up in my stomach and my face heated up.

"Fine! I love Eddie! Is that what you want? This is nothing new, Bill! We all know I do and I wish more than anything I could be with him and plan a future with him but we are two men. He deserves better than getting harassed for even holding my hand and I refuse to let him settle for less!" I spat.

Bill didnt even flinch. A small grin spread across his face and he turned and opened the door, walking out without saying a word. I felt my chest burning. My face burned. I shut my eyes and sat on the edge of the tub, rubbing my temples.

I heard a knock on the door frame and looked up to see Eddie in the doorway, his cheeks pink and a sleepy smile on his face. My heart jumped up to my throat. Had he heard? Was he too drunk to even realize he had heard?

"Can you um.. drive me home? Everyone else wants to stay and it's almost midnight. My mom is gonna lose her mind."

I cleared my throat and sat upright.

"Uh yeah. That's fine."

We bid everyone goodbye, telling Stan I'd see him in the morning and just shooting Bill a look.

The roads were totally clear and I didn't realize how tipsy I was until I was behind the wheel but I didn't want to tell Eddie I was too drunk to drive. I wasn't going to give up time with him. Even if it was a silent car ride.

Street lights light up Eddies pink face and I glanced at him any chance I could. His hair was messy and his lips were extra red. He had that drunk little grin on his face.

His mom's car wasnt home, to which he said she must have still been at bingo and neither of us moved to talked for a minute because the silence was great while we both stared right out the front window.

You're drunk and Eddie is drunk and beautiful and neither of you are willing to speak up or move because you love him and he's drunk and his cheeks are pink and his lips red and his thighs look soft and you know they are because your hand had once touched them and he is so beautiful.

I saw Eddie glance at me from the corner of my eye and oh god it felt like he wanted to sit in that car with me forever too but I knew thats not what he wanted but he wouldn't get out of the car and kept looking at me.

"You should get inside.. before your mom comes home," I finally forced myself to say. He looked over at me and unbuckled, nodding.

"Do you want to come in for a water or like.. maybe a drink or something... or just.." He mumbled and our eyes connected and his eyes flicked to my lips and mine to his and before we knew it I was leaned over the glove box between us and his hands were in my hair and we were drunkingly kissing and his thighs were soft just like I knew they were.