Two Idiots In Love - Reddie

Chapter 7

Richie's POV

I woke up to the sound of my phone ringing. I get up out of bed and make my way over to my desk, I plop myself down in my chair and pick up the phone holding it to my ear.

"Hello?" I groggily say into the phone.

"Hey R-richie. D-did I wake you?"

"Yeah. It's fine though. What's up?"

"Did y-you want to h-hang out at the q-quarry with us?"

"Not today."

"W-why not?"

"Not feeling too good. Don't worry though I'm fine."

"Oh o-okay. Well I'll s-see you l-later Richie."

"See you Bill." I say before hanging up the phone. I look over at the clock and see it's 10am. I make my way back over to my bed and lie back down under the covers. I then drift off back to sleep.

An hour later.

I woke with a start. Someone was shaking my arm. I open my eyes to be met with Stan standing in front of me.

"Stan?" I say squinting my eyes at him adjusting to the light coming from my now open curtains.

"Good, you're awake." He says standing up straight from his slouched position and moving his arm to his side.

"I am now." I say slightly annoyed while sitting up in bed and reaching over to put my glasses back on. "What are you doing here?" I ask now fully adjusted to the light and to being awake.

"Why didn't you want to hang out with us?" he asks me sitting on the end of my bed facing me.

"Didn't Bill tell you, I'm not feeling well?"

"He did tell me, he also told me that when he asked Eddie he had already said no to you yesterday, because he's supposedly ill. So I came here to find out the real reason your not coming out today." I was taken back, I don't know what he's getting at.

"I don't know what you want me to say." I said sounding genuine, because I didn't, I mean yeah I lied about not feeling well, but if I told Bill the truth, that I'm worried about Eddie it would've lead to this very conversation I'm having with Stan, that I was trying to avoid.

"Alright well. Tell me. What do you think of Eddie?" he asked with an expression like he already knew the answer.

"Well, he's my best friend and I care about him a lot." I say, still not knowing what he was trying to get me to confess.

"Okay. Why's he your best friend? What do you like about him?" he questioned pushing me for the answer.

"Erm, well he's cool, he makes great decisions like what we're going to do or what movie to watch. He's brave and is good at standing up for himself, he's funny and thinks that I'm funny! We always have something to talk about and there's never a dull moment when we're together. He's really cute, I mean it's hard not to look at the cute lil guy. When we're watching a movie and he starts getting tired, he snuggles up in to me and lies his head either on my shoulder or on my chest, depending on how we're sitting and it's just so adorable that I don't know what to do with myself." I suddenly stop myself when I look up at Stan who's got such a shit-eating grin on his face. "What?" I ask defensively.

"You just admitted to being in love with Eddie." he says smirking at me, I can feel my cheeks starting to heat up.

"What? No I didn't!" I say trying to deny it while thinking back on what I said.

"You didn't describe a friendship, you described a relationship."

"Did I?" I say still shocked over what just happened. Am I in love with Eddie? I mean I do think about him most of the time and I did just confess to thinking that he's cute, which he is. Oh fuck! I'm in love with my best friend!

"How can you not know? I could always tell, because whenever we all hang out you're always looking at him and when Eddie isn't with us, you think about him like you were yesterday." Stan deadpanned to me.

"You're right. I don't know how I never realised it before, but I do now." I admitted to him. "Do you hate me now?" I wearily asked him, because it's the 90's and a lot of people don't like gays.

"No I don't hate you and I doubt the others would hate you if they found out." Stan said reassuringly. That comforted me, I'm glad he's alright with it.

"Thanks Stan, I really appreciate that." I say smiling at him.

"No problem." he says returning the smile. "Now, when are you going to tell Eddie?" he asks me which immediately makes me nervous again.

"I have to tell him? What if he doesn't like me back and it just makes him feel uncomfortable around me and I lose my best friend?!" I rush out starting to panic.

"Woah, calm down Richie. How are you this oblivious?" When he says that I stop and look at him confused. "I've seen the way he looks at you, I can tell he feels the same way you do." he says in a calm voice.

"Really?"

"Yes!" Him saying that makes me actually believe that what he's saying is true.

"I don't know. I'll think of a way to tell him when I get the nerve to tell the others. But before that can you just keep this between us?"

"Alright, I won't say anything."

"Good. Thanks Stan."

"Anytime. Well I'm gonna go back to the quarry. Did you want to come with?"

"No thanks, I need to think about all this by myself."

"Alright, well I'll see you later." Stan said getting up and making his way over to the door.

"See you Stan." I say as he opens the door, turning back around to face me before leaving, closing the door behind him. I sit back and think about everything we just talked about.