(Btw this part sounds sexual, my brain is messed up from shows I watch and stuff. But it's not sexual at all😂)
*Eddies POV
I run my fingers over his cheeks and through his hair. His eyes flutter open once again. Still in my arms. "Oh...I'm sorry. Did I wake you up?" My hand on his cheek as he looks up. "No it's fine." he smiles, fully awake.
Then again tightening his grip around me. As he slept the first two times his grip loosened a bit. I pull him closer, his grip around my waist making me smile.
I forgot about school, and my mom. My breathing quickens as I think about how much trouble I can get in. Richie rubs my lower back, feeling my breathing quicken I'm guessing. His touch making me calm down a bit.
"Richie...I have to go home....I'm sorry." He looks up and frowns, furrowing his brows. "Is everything okay?" His voice quiet but soft. "My mom would kill me for not coming home, or not going to school." "Oh okay..." he smiles and sits up. Accidentally pushing down on my thighs, I make a high pitch squealing noise since it tickled.
(If someone elbows my thigh it tickles, I do it to my friends a lot and will squeal if someone does it to me haha)
My hand quickly covers my mouth as Richie throws his head back to laugh, falling off the couch. "Owwww." I laugh hard. "Oh hush spaghetti." He wraps both hands around my legs near my knees, looking in my eyes knowing what's about to happen.
He squeezes my legs. I squeal which makes Bill laugh a bit. "Richie-Richie stop!" I laugh hard. He smiles. Soon Beverly and Ben make it to the living room and Mike sits up watching me squeal.
"Shut up!" Stanley laughs silently as he wakes up. "Say please." "P-P-Please Richie stop it tickles!!" He finally lets go and sits beside me on the couch, wrapping his arm around my waist. "I have to go, my mom is gonna kill me if she knows I didn't go to school..."
I smile as I stand up. Richie pulls me back down by my hips. "No stay, I'm cold." He acts like a baby. "Get Stanley to cuddle you or something." His head lands back on my lap, looking up at the ceiling. "I would rather not, Mike you cuddle him." Stanley smiles. "Okay bet." "Come here Micycle." I stand at the door as Mike sits on the couch, Richie flopping over on him. I smile as I cross my arms. "Bye guys." "Bye Spaghetti." "Not my name!" I walk out of the house, smiling.
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