❤ Lover Boy ❤[Reddie]

Chapter 6

Richie's POV

WHAT THE ACTUAL FUCK? HE JUST KISSED ME! CONNER BOWERS! BOWERS'S COUSIN! THEY HATE GAYS! DESPISE WITH EVERYTHING IN THEIR BODY! OH GOD!

When Connor kissed me, I hated it. It was disgusting. His lips were extremely chapped, and his breath smelled of alcohol. But when I kissed Eddie, it was a WHOLE new story. His lips were smooth, soft, and gentle. I could taste his cherry chapstick. And that's on Katy Perry's 'I kissed a girl' PERIOD. Ok, stop Richie, focus.

I looked at my phone. 25 missed calls from Eddie. Why the hell is he calling me so much. I told him I had to go home. I called and he picked up, he sounded worried.

"Hey, Ed's, why the fuck have you've been calling me so much?"

"Are you serious? Belch just posted Connor Bowers beating you upon his Insta."

"I'm fine don't worry about me Eddie Spaghetti."

"Really? Because it looked like he beat the shit out of you."

"I swear, Spaghetti. I'm fine. I'm about to go home, I'll text you later."

"Okay, bye."

"Love ya, bye."

Did I just say love ya? We say it to each other all the time as friends, he probably doesn't think much of it.

I got home, sneaking into my room. Thankfully my mom's passed out on the couch, empty bottle of whiskey in her hand which is hanging off the couch. I got upstairs, and went on my phone, admiring pictures of Eddie and Jack Dylan Grazer. Believe or not, they look similar. I heard a knock on my door, it was my dad.

"Hey, bud. Whatcha doing?" He sat on my bed.

"Nothing much. Just chilling."

"Well, I came here to apologize."

"What?"

"I know I have been drinking and smoking a lot more lately, so I decided to quit for good. I hate to see you hurt, especially if I'm the one who hurt you."

I smiled. I think he means it. No bullshit no nothing.

"That's good. That's really good, dad."

"Oh, but your mother, on the other hand, might not do the same. She's drunk every night. And when she's not drunk, she's high. So sorry that your mom is- well... your mom." He chuckled.

"Well I was gonna text Eddie as soon as I got home, I kinda promised."

"Ok, so- wait. Got home? You weren't home this entire time?"

"Sorry but you were kinda drunk abusive last night and he let me stay at his place for the night."

"Yeah sorry about that."

"It's okay. But do you mind-"

"Oh not at all. Go ahead and text him and I'll tell you when dinner's ready. Ok?

"Ok?"

He left my room, and I immediately went to text Eddie what happened.