It's always been you. Stanley Uris x reader

Spin The Bottle

Y/n's POV: 

As I took my seat, Richie snatched the bottle out of my hands. "Ok gang, let's lay down ground rules." He begun. I felt as if there were a pair of eyes on me from across the room. I looked up and Stan quickly turned his head away, hitting Bill's rib with his elbow as the stuttering boy began to chuckle. "So, first time it lands on you, you can kiss their cheek, hand, forehead, etc. After that same person lands on you a second time, you have to go in the closet for seven minutes." Bev's eyes lit up, and I could tell she had a quip set up for the trashmouth himself.

"Sounds pretty gay to me."  The red head chuckled, as I bowed my head to hide my own. 

"Haha, yea maybe you and y/n will get to get it on." Richie smirked, but it quickly fell when I slapped him on the back of his head.

"Well, there are two girls... and six guys. You do the math-" I was quickly cut off by Richie.

"Twenty eight!" he shouted in confidence.

"God, Richie you truly are dumb. Not only can you not do math, but you don't understand what a rhetorical statement or question is." As I rolled my eyes while finishing my statement, Stan let out the loudest and dorkiest laugh I've ever heard.

"Wow guys, Mr. Urine actually has a sense of humor." Richie said sarcastically.

"Richie what did I tell you about calling him that?!" Richie's eyes widen. I hated when Richie called him Urine, that wasn't his name, nor a nickname he wanted to be called. No one but Richie found it funny, except for maybe Eddie. Weirdly enough, it always kinda just upset me more that Stanley himself.

I ripped the bottle out of Richie's hand and placed it on the ground. As I began to move it circularly, Richie began to talk again. Haha, I hope it lands on him so I can shut him up again. 

"Maybe you'll land on me Ms. Urine... Stan better watch out." As if he was a psychic, the bottle landed on him right after he finished. I kissed Richie on the cheek and handed the bottle to Ben. 

"Go get her Ben." My smile widened as I noticed Ben landed on Beverly. Ben kissed her hand like the sweetheart he is and handed the bottle to Mike.

Time skip:

I watched Stan spin the bottle and it landed on me for the second time. "Get in the closet lovebirds!" Bev and Richie said at the same exact time. I swear, they can share the same single brain cell at times. All I could think of is how I was walking into the close with Stan. Half of me was excited, but the other half wanted to be walking in with Richie.

"Time starts now!" Bill said as he closed the door behind us. 

"So..." Stan scratched the back of his neck as he trailed of his word. 

"Hey, it's just me. We don't have to, we can just talk." I said grabbing and squeezing Stan's hand in reassurance. 

"It's not like I don't w-want to- I mean do you want to?" The way Stan's voice could raise to a completely different pitch was the cutest little detail I've picked up from over the years.

I opened my mouth to respond to Stan's previous question when Stan interrupted me...

Stan's POV:

Y/n wasn't answering my question and I began to panic. 'Of course she doesn't like you, you're a dork. She likes Richie.'  Without even thinking, I shouted out the worst thing that could have left my mouth at that time. "I've never kissed anyone before!!" 

Both Y/n and I stared at each other wide eyed. My cheeks were on fire as I tried to hang my head down.  Before my head fell all the way down, I felt a cold hand lift my chin back up, sending shivers down my spine. 

Y/N's POV:

"I can help teach you if you want... that way when you actually want to kiss someone, you know how. I mean o-only if that's okay with you St-Stan-Stanley." I noticed our lips were inches apart now. Without any warning, Stan slowly leaned forward, and connected his lips with mine. It all happened so fast, but I quickly found myself kissing back. It's so cliche, but I finally felt that spark they talked about in movies and books. Then I realized, I DID NOT have this feeling when I kissed Richie..... RICHIE!

I stopped as Stan slowly pulled away. "Wow." he sighed, slowly opening his eyes. 

"Wow indeed Uris. I thought you said you never kissed anyone before." I said with a small grin on my face.

"It was the truth, but now Richie can't make fun of me for my lips being virgins anymore." He chuckled.

"Yea, Richie..." I mumbled 

I don't know what came over me, but I smashed my lips against Stan's without warning. 

"Time's up gu-" Richie gasped as he opened the door.

 I watched Stan get up, face red as a fire engine, and sit back in his spot in the circle. Suddenly, Bev pushes Richie into the closet with me and closes the door. 

"Guys let us out!" I screamed banging against the door that Bev and Bill were now leaning on.

"This wasn't part of my rules!" Richie yelled.

I sighed and slowly slid down the wall onto my butt. Not shortly after, Richie sat down next to me and began to conversate.

"So we're stuck in here I guess, but looks like you and Stan got along well." Richie smirked elbowing me. 

"Yea about that... I'm sorry Richie, but I felt something with Stanley that I've never felt with anyone. I-I-I think I like Stan." Richie just grinned.

"Took you long enough to figure that out dollface!" He laughed while readjusting his glasses.

"You're not mad?!" I ask.

"I-I'm not... because I'm bisexual. I like girls, but I like..." He seemed nervous.

"EDDIE!" we both say at the same time. I began tearing up, I was so happy that my best friend was able to tell me something so personal.

"Shhh, only you and Bev know. I don't know how the guys will react." He began crying. Red lines staining our faces.

"No matter what happens Richie I support you." I pulled him into a hug. "I love you Richie."

"I love you too Y/n." Riche says squeezing me harder.

As I pulled away I realized everyone was standing in front of the doorway. For some reason, Stanley looked hurt.

"So guys... how'd it go?" Eddie asked.

"Just peachy, we had a little discussion." I began.

"We are closer now, that's for sure." Richie said looking up at me with a tiny smile, which I returned.

"Oh..." Stan said. I gave him a confused look, then he grabbed his coat and went outside. 

"Stan! Where are you going?" Ben questioned as he left the house.

"Anywhere but here, I need to clear my head." Stan didn't turn around he just pulled his hood up to protect his noodle hair from getting wet, and just left.

"Stan!" I yelled, when I heard thunder. 

"It's gonna be okay sweetie." Richie and Beverly came to both my opposite sides and hugged my reassuringly. Although, I knew one thing for sure...

I just lost Stan.

A/N: oops, 1200 words... sorry it's long