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Chapter 26

"Why the fuck was Richie moaning?" Stanley raised an eyebrow, a confused look on his face.

"Long story.." Eddie muttered.

Richie smirked and bit his lip, "Eddie has a kink for when I call him Ed's"

"No I do not!"

"You definitely do."

"No shut up before I kick you in the di—"

"Okay okay g-guys! Could w-we just h-h-have a little quiet f-for once," Bill sighed, shaking his head in disappointment, "s-seriously, if i'm g-gonna have you all over a-at mine tonight th-then you've g-g-gotta shut up."

Richie looked up, "since when were we all staying at yours?"

"Since n-n-now."

Richie glanced at Eddie, making a face as if he was trying to say something, Eddie just shrugged back at him, "okay you guys can not bail on us again," Stanley rolled his eyes.

"But we were gonna—" "Of course we won't, we'll come, don't worry," Eddie cut Richie off, glaring at him, "g-good, w-we should all get g-going then, just i-incase B-Bowers comes.." Bill said, everyone nodding before beginning to walk out of the school grounds.

—

After going around picking their stuff up from their houses and changing out of their ball clothes, they all met back at Bills.

"Okay I h-have it," Bill said, sitting back down next to Stan in the circle the losers had formed on his living room floor.

Eddie looked at the bottle in Bills hand and scrunched his nose up in disgust, "wait what is that?!" he exclaimed, pointing a finger to it. Bill opened the bottle and drank some, frowning and shaking his head as he passed it to Stanley. "That, Eddie my dear, is sweet sweet alcohol," Richie smirked, ruffling his boyfriends hair.

"What? Alcohol? Are you guys serious? You do know underage drinking can severely damage the brain and can cause unintentional death and- and other injuries too, you know 40% of underage drinkers are more likely to suffer major accidents than those who don't drink, so I don't know what you guys are doing but I'm not—"

"Booooring, you sound like my health teacher Ed's," Richie cut him off, pretending to snore.

"Calm down Eddie it's fine, we only need it for the bottle," Beverly reassured him.

Eddie raised an eyebrow, watching as the bottle got passed around, "and what's the bottle going to be for then?"

"Spin the bottle, obviously."

"What?? Okay I'm sorry but the only persons lips here I wanna kiss are Richies—" he glanced at his boyfriend who was chugging down the rest of the beer, stopping when he saw Eddie staring at him, "oh, did you want some..?"

Eddie rolled his eyes, "—I take it back, I don't wanna kiss anyone's lips here."

The other losers let out a small laugh, shaking their heads, "not that kind of spin the bottle Eddie," Mike huffed, "yeah, basically someone spins the bottle, and whoever it lands on, they have to tell that person a secret," Stanley shrugged, signalling for Richie to hand the bottle over.

Richie emptied the last few drops into his mouth before sliding the now empty beer bottle over to Stanley, he then placed it into the middle, allowing Beverly to spin it. It span for a few seconds before slowly coming to a stop and landing on Bill, "hmm.. okay, here Bill," Beverly said, shuffling over to him and whispering something into his ear, Bills eyes widened and a smile grew across his face, "I f-f-fucking knew it!" he laughed, "shhh!" Bev giggled, crawling back to her spot.