Oblivious~Reddie

Chpt 35~terrified

Monday morning, Eddie woke up to the beeping sound of his alarm.

The day before didn't go well, he ignored the calls on his house phone that he guessed was either Richie or one of the losers. He just wanted to be alone for the rest of that day, but now he had to deal with school. It ached Eddie, physically and mentally.

The boy done his usual morning routine, wore a normal red top with tight jeans, his hair looked messy but he once heard that Richie liked it messy. Obviously that wasn't ever going to leave his mind.

"Momma, i'm leaving," he yelled as he was slipping on his trainers.

"Eddie hear, did you take your pills that i told you to," she questioned from the living room.

"Yes momma."

"Come here then dear." Eddie rolled his eyes before dragging himself towards his mother, he gave her soft kiss on the cheek before he began to walk back towards the front door. Although he was stopped from his mother.

"Those jeans look dirty dear, quickly go put on a clean pair," she insisted, she was actually right this time. Eddie looked down and saw marks on the jeans.

"No, it's fine-"

"No it's not fine, change now!"

He huffed before heading upstairs and looking through his closet looking for another pair. But there wasn't any, only a neatly folded, clean pair of shorts.

"Shit," he whispered to himself. He wasn't sure if he was ready to wear those just yet, but he checked the time and he was going to be late otherwise. So, Eddie decided to be brave. He shoved on the pair of shorts and decided that he would simply avoid walking the halls while it was crowded, simple. Right?

"S-sss-science is first, there's a test," Bill spoke to Stan in the hallway.

"I know, i revised though so it's good," Stan replied smirking. Bill just rolled his eyes and turned to see Bev staring at the doors. Bill looked in her direction and saw Eddie walking awkwardly towards them, he looked frightened.

"The s-sss-shorts," Bill whispered to Bev, she just nodded at him and carried on looking at Eddie sympathetically.

"Hey Rich," Bev spoke and she finally turned to face him. "Talk to Eddie please, he tends to listen to you more."

Richie furrowed his eyebrows, "Why? What's wrong with him?" She tilted her head slightly to show the direction in where he should look, he turned his head to see the boy walking towards them. He seemed to be rushing but Bev or Richie didn't blame it, like at all.

"He's wearing shorts-"

"I know," Bev cut in. "Go and talk to him, he looks terrified."

"Yeah, okay."

Richie made his way to Eddie before he reached all of them, he was startled at the boy who suddenly turned up in front of him but relaxed once he recognised who it was. "Hi Rich."

"Come with me Eds, i need to talk to you," he insisted, ignoring the greeting part. He just grabbed hold of Eddie's hand gently and pulled him through the hallway. But he got suddenly stopped by the boy refusing to move. "Eds? You alright?"

Eddie quickly moved to stand in front of Richie, then turned his head and nodded. "I want to walk in front of you. Where are we going?"

Richie gave him a confusing look before realising why exactly he wanted to walk in front of him. "Of course! Why am i so fucking stupid and oblivious," he thought to himself.

"Let's head to the bathroom," he replied with a soft smile, he straight away received one back and they continued to head to the bathroom. Eddie made sure their bodies were close, close enough that the same boy would sneak up behind him again and touch his ass.

The two boys finally reached the bathroom, luckily no one was in there. The bell for first period was going to be going off anytime soon anyway.

"I don't wanna be late to first, what's up?" Eddie was acting as if he didn't know, but he did. He just wished the group would leave him alone about it and stop treating him like a baby. A weak baby.

"You know what's up.. The shorts," Richie began to say. "Are you comfortable with wearing those shorts?"

"Yeah, obviously i am," Eddie forced laughing. "i am perfectly comfortable."

"You didn't look comfortable.."

"Yeah well.. I am, i felt confident."

Richie sighed as he leaned his body onto the wall, he brushed his hand through his curls. Eddie watched carefully as the curls dropped back down, hitting onto Richie's soft, clear skin. God, he was hot.

"You wanted to walk in front of me Eds, i know why-"

"Can you stop," Eddie immediately interrupted, he raised his voice a little louder than expected.

"Stop what?"

"Stop treating me like a baby, as if i'm weak. You and the others do it, mainly you."

"I- i'm just trying to make sure you're okay," Richie spoke calmly and gently, in hope that it would maybe calm Eddie down a little. It didn't..

"Yeah well, stop doing it so often.. You make out as if i'm too weak to handle situations on my own, well i'm not," he snapped.

Richie looked down at the floor for a minute, his fingers were nervously playing with the material on his trousers. He opened his mouth to say something, but Eddie beat him to it.

"When i last wore shorts, you weren't there to help. No one was, and i was fine. So, i'll be fine to deal with it myself again," Eddie added.

"Again, i was just trying to help you. And make sure you're okay, sorry that i care," Richie sarcastically responded.

"You think i like being treated like a baby?"

"You think i like keep getting kissed by my best friend with barely any reason," Richie sniggered back, instantly holding his hand over his mouth once he realised what he just said. He felt a wave of guiltiness and anger. He dropped his hands and just looked anywhere but at Eddie, pretending that he didn't just say what he did.

"What the fuck Richie?"

"It's true..."

Eddie sighed before they both got startled by the bell ringing for first period. Eddie walked over to the door and put his hand on the door knob. He didn't leave until he said one quick thing. "Meet me tomorrow at the junkyard after school, if you really want an explanation."

Richie just nodded at him before he left quickly. He pushed his head into his hands while attempting not to lose his shit.

But little did he know..

Was that there was a familiar pair of eyes listening the whole time by the end stall..