Stay Calm~Reddie

"𝕀 𝕨𝕠𝕟𝕥 𝕝𝕖𝕥 𝕪𝕠𝕦 𝕘𝕖𝕥 𝕕𝕣𝕦𝕟𝕜"♫

Once Richie had shoved some clothes and a few snacks into his bag, he left his house in quite a rush. He hurried through the forest where the wind was pressing against his body, the sound of leaves crunching as he rushed over them.

It took about 10 minutes of the boy tackling the strong wind, but he finally arrived at the Denbrough household. He could hear laughing and loud chatting from inside the house.

knock knock

Richie stood patiently on the doorstep, waiting for a few seconds until he heard footsteps getting closer and closer to the door. Soon enough, the door opened wide and there stood a tall Sharon Denbrough.

"Hello Richard, are you here for the boys?" She asked in such a polite manner, a welcoming smile stuck on her face.

"Yes please," Richie smiled back.

She moved out of the doorway to let the boy walk through before pointing her fingers to the staircase which led to their basement. "All of them are in there dear."

Richie politely nodded before making his way to the staircase. Bill's basement was recently cleaned and painted, they replaced all the junk with a sofa and a TV stand. It took Bill a lot of convincing before his parents finally gave in and decided to buy a TV for down there.

"Well greetings," Richie bellowed as he came in few of the losers. He looked around at each of them. Bill and Stan were sitting together on the sofa, Mike was resting on the arm rest, Ben and Bev were sat in front of the TV watching the breakfast club. It took Richie a minute to find Eddie who was sat on the table with his legs dangling, he was sitting with Myra...

Richie felt like kicking that girl out himself. Why was she here? First the quarry, and now the sleepover.

"Hey R-ruh-richie," Bill greeted. "I wuh-was starting to think y-yy-you weren't coming." Richie just let out a husky laugh before plopping his bad down next to the others and making his way towards the sofa.

"I bet you're very happy that i did come, ain't ya Billiam," Richie teased. He took a spot next to where Stan and Bill were sat and let his body sink into the soft couch.

"Y-yuh-you wish."

Bev took her attention away from the TV, she looked towards Richie and smirked. "Well Rich, i see you haven't noticed the beer?"

"Beer?" Richie face shot up at the red-haired girl in front of him, he noticed a smirk appear visibly on her face.

"Yup," she grinned. "My aunt let me have some, she said i should 'live a little'."

"Isn't she worried about, you know? Us getting drunk?"

"That's exactly what i said," Stan murmured. Bev just rolled her eyes at Stan and turned to face Richie again.

"We don't have enough to get drunk Rich," she groaned. "I wish we did."

"What are you guys talking about," Eddie asked innocently as he walked over to the group, Myra following after.

"About the beer we have," Bev answered politely.

"Oh right," Eddie nodded. "You sure we can't get drunk over that? I can't go home while having a hangover, my mum would freak if she found out i got wasted tonight-"

"Calm yourself Eds. I won't let you get drunk," Richie smirked as he winked at the boy playfully, only receiving his eyes being rolled in return.

"When are we even gonna start drinking it," Ben suddenly asked as he turned away from the TV.

"What got you so eager to drink the beer, new kid," Bev teased, her fiery hair swaying in the air as she turned her head to face Ben, a smirk still on her face. Ben could feel himself blush, his cheeks becoming hot. He just shrugged and turned to face the others. "I was just wondering."

"We can drink it while watching a movie," Mike suggested. "A horror movie?"

The group all hummed in agreement, Bill went up to grab an air mattress. The group all decided on a horror movie and placed i'm the disk in, all settling down in their places. Bill, Stan and Mike were all huddling together on the sofa and Ben sitting comfortably on the bean bag. Bev, Richie, Eddie and Myra all took their seats on the air mattress.

"Everyone g-gg-got their drinks?"

The group once again all hummed in response while Bill fiddled with the controller, finally able to press play to the movie. "You duh-don't have your d-drink Stan," Bill spoke as he looked over to the boy sat next to him.

"I'm saving mine," Stan responded.

"Why?"

"Because i want to," Stan grumbled while letting his voice become a little louder than expected.

"Alright don't get your knickers in a twist," Richie laughed from down below on the air mattress. He could hear a little giggle from the boy sat next to him, he decided to just admired his cute voice.

"I don't wear knickers Richie," the jewish boy remarked as he gained his posture and bringing his attention to the TV.

"Your mother does, i know which ones as well," Richie smirked. Once again, he heard Eddie's little giggle from beside him once again. Maybe it was because it was actually funny? Or because the mom joke was finally aimed at someone besides him? Richie didn't seem to care though, he was just happy with hearing the giggles like music to his ears.

"Asshole."