A Player's First Choice // Stenbrough

087 / You Alright?

"Hey...you alright?" "Yeah. Why wouldn't I be?"

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Two new text from ✨Your Favorite✨

Good night.
I'll be at your house once I'm ready.

Night bunny

:)

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I smile at my phone as I turn it off. I get another notification, showing my lock screen behind it.

A picture of the losers and I. We took it earlier today. The hickeys on both of our necks visible. The thought of him smiling makes me smile.

Weird.

I lay my phone on the bedside table. Even the covers smell like him. Vanilla.

Weird.

—Friday 6:30 am

Someone runs their fingers over my chest. "Stan?"

He's sitting on my lap.

"Why are you sitting on my lap?" "I dunno." I sit up pulling him back down with me. "I still have my shoes on." "Mhmm." "You don't care do you?" "Nope."

He giggles snuggling his head under my chin. "You gotta get up y'know." "But I don't wanna." "For real. We'll be late if you don't." "Kiss me first." "Nope." "Please?" "Fine." He giggles kissing all over my face. One long kiss on my lips.

—on the walk to school

"What if people say something?" "Just ignore them like last time." "I didn't ignore them last time. I ran out of the school crying."

I pull his hood up as it starts to rain. "You'll be okay." I squeeze his hand gently. He does the same back.

"Hey Bill." I glance at them. "You don't remember me?" "No. Should I?" "I mean it would be nice." "Who are you again?" "We uh...we hooked up the other week." Stan furrows his brows.

"I haven't hooked up with anyone in a long time." The guy furrows his brows before walking away.

"Did you?" "No...I've been with you all week. I wouldn't have the time." I smooth my hair back before pulling my hood up.

"Would you do it?" "With him? Possibly." I shrug. "Oh..." Richie pulls him away. "C'mon, you'll be late for class." Eddie giggles intertwining our hands together.

I look back at Stan. Richie kisses his cheek gently as he looks back at me. A look of confusion and sorrow.

"Why did Richie just-" Eddie pulls me down by the collar kissing me passionately. "Woah woah woah. I thought you were with Richie." "Not anymore." "What happened?"

"Nothing you need to worry about." He giggles kissing me again. "What...What about Stan?" "What about him?" "He'd be upset about this." "Oh wow. Bill cares about someone besides himself."

"Oh fuck off." I pull away from his grasp. Richie kisses all over Stan's jawline making him giggle.

"Go away dummy." He giggles pushing him away. We make eye contact, he frowns.

"Hey..." he whispers grabbing onto my hand. I take my hand away. "We'll be late c'mon." He frowns trying to catch up.

"Hey...you alright?" "Yeah. Why wouldn't I be?"