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Stan has been avoiding Bill like the plague, and Bill just can not figure out what's going on. He lays in bed at night, praying that the answer will just pop up so he can apologize and get stan to stop this 'madness', but it just never does.
This has been going on for almost a week now, and the other losers seem oblivious to this more of so because it's only being targeted towards him. You may wonder how Bill noticed it was only him? It's simple, really! During lunch and break, he talks to everyone! But him.. he won't even look at him. Let alone reply!!
It's like there's something wrong with Bill. He tries talking to stan after school, but he goes wide-eyed and sprints away! He tried going stans house, but no one answered the door. He tried calling him, but he never picked up. It's like he somehow knew it was him! At one point, he tried going to where stan 'bird watchings', yet he wasn't there!! It's like he goes to school and then goes straight home afterward.
It's Thursday. Five days since this has started, and Bill? He's sick and tired of this!
He's biking home from school when an idea hits him. What if richie or eddie knows something?! I mean, he can't exactly imagine that stan would go tell people he only knew for a few months [Mike,Beverly, and Ben] about what's going on.. but he could imagine him going to people he knew for years! [Eddie and Richie], so without hesitation, he turns around and starts walking to richies house.
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Stan is at the quarry sitting by the rocks. His legs are crossed, and his arms are resting atop. He's staring at the now frozen water like it has all the answers to his problems, as the winter air blows his hair out of his face, which makes his body shiver every now and then. He isn't exactly doing anything even though he should be studying. He's listening to the water and just letting himself abstract.
What he's doing it pains him. He knows how Bill feels. I mean.. He's not dumb! He knows about Bill's attempts to get a hold of him. He's just.. afraid. Afraid of his own feelings. Afraid he'll accidentally ramble about it if he opens his mouth to Bill. Afraid about what Henry bowers would do if he found out. God, he hopes he doesn't..
At first, it started as a small crush. Like a tiny flame! Something that could easily be put out, and it wouldn't even hurt! But now.. the flame is so big that it feels as if opening his mouth towards Bill would implode years of friendship, which, of course, he didn't want.
"Bill likes girls. He's normal.. He would never date me." Stanley eventually sighed out. His voice had this shake to it as if he was trying not to cry. Which he was. He just wishes he was normal.. he wishes he could feel this way with females, but the thought of kissing a girl makes him feel sick to his stomach.
The way people treat gay people in this economy makes him feel more afraid.. he already gets called a fag by bowers and his goons but it'll be worse if he actually gets caught dating a man.. Let alone kissing one..
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KNOCK KNOCK.
Bill stands outside of richie's house, waiting for someone to open the door so he can hopefully figure out why stan has been avoiding him.. bill raises his fist to knock again, but then the door swings open.. standing there is richies mom.
"h-hi, Mrs Tozier.. is r-richie home?" Bill asks, nervously fidgeting with his hands, as he tries to hide the nervousness in his voice and face. Yet he fails terribly. And it's a little too oblivious. He can just tell by the look on her face.
"Yea! Want me to go get him?" Richies mom asks sweetly, as she gives a gentle smile.
"Uh- c-can, i just go up to h-his room?" Bill gives a nervous smile, rubbing the back of his neck, as he anxiously waits for her answer. After a couple seconds, she nods and allows him in. Luckily, he has been there a few times before. Not much, though. Richies room is always messy and not something stan nor eddie enjoy being in.. well, sometimes when they're there, eddie will clean richie's room.. It's strange.. they argue like a newly married couple that's still madly in love.. half of the time, it feels like the 5 of them are just 'third wheeling'.
By the time he gets to the door of richies room, he is too lost in his thoughts, completely forgetting to knock. The moment he opened it, he was too stunned to say anything or move. His mouth agape, his eyes bulging, he let his hand falter from the handle as he took in the scene he was witnessing.
Richie trashmouth tozier on top of Eddie Kaspbrak.. richie trashmouth tozier was fucking kissing eddie Kaspbrak. Richie untangled himself as he sat up. Eddie tries to do the same, but richie pushes him back down for some odd reason (Strange..)
"Stutter. What the fuck are you doing here. You said you had to study.." richie tried saying calmly, but Bill could tell that he was stressing. Walking over to the bill, he continued. "Also there this thing called 'knocking' how 'bout we try that out!" Richies said, trying to sound normal as possible.
Eddie got up and walked over, his face puzzled.
"Sorry for i-interrupting.. i.. uh need ask you s-something," Bill said, placing his hand on the door frame. His face was abnormally calm.
"What about?" Eddie asked, looking between Richie and Bill. Bill walks into the room and closes the door behind him, then he turns to face the two boys.
"d-do, you know why stan has b-been avoiding me?" Bill asked, getting straight to the point. The question hung in the air, and the silence felt like an eternity. Eddie was looking back and forth between the two boys, face more puzzled than before. Eventually, Eddie broke the silence.
"What do you mean?" Eddie said, narrowing his eyebrows before continuing. "Why would stan avoid you?"
Richie chuckled and opened his mouth to say a joke, but eddie smacked his shoulder to shut him up. Oblivious what was happening was some what serious. Well serious to bill. Eventually, the bill sighed and explained what's happening and he was hoping that they had the answer. Once the bill was down, he sat down on richs' bed and put his head in his hands and sighed. The room went quiet, and no one said anything. The silence was deafening..
"Bro.. what do you have a crush on him or something?" Richs' voice came out so.. flat? It was so plain like there was no intended joke. Richie always makes jokes in these types of situations. Bill removed his hands from his face and looked up. His face had a tit of red to it, and he looked as if he had seen a ghost.
The room fell silent other than the tv and the hum of the fridge, which both could be heard from downstairs. Eddie looked as if he was about to murder richie. Eds eye was twitching like crazy..
"Dude what the fuck? Just because he's worried about stan doesn't mean he wants to swap spit with him." Eddie said clearly annoyed.
"Im just saying! Also did you see his face when i asked! He looked like a fucking tomato!" Richie chuckled out.
"And? That doesn't mean he's inlove with the dude!"
"You're right!! It means he's madly in love!!"
"No? He could've just been thinking of something embarrassing??"
"Yea.." richie sighed. "It must mean he's embarrassed about his love for stan the man!"
"Are you fucking kidding me?"
As the two continued bickering, bill looked as if he wanted the bed to swallow him whole. He kept looking in between the two boys wondering if he should speak up. The thing is richie is right. He is in love with stanley.. he realized a few months ago.. the losers were hanging out, and stanleys shoulder touched bills that was it. It was so quick, and yet it kept him up that night as the memory was stuck in his head on replay. He realized it because his stomach got all weird and his face got hot. The thing that happens when you're in love with somebody..
"I do.. i do like stan." Bill sighed as he looked down at the floor. Eddie's face went from annoyed to disbelief within the span of two seconds. Richie looked at eddie while holding back a chuckle. "R-Richie is right."
Eddie looks over at richie who is literally biting his lip to hold back laughter. Eddie ends up smacking richie pretty hard in the shoulder, which made richie grunt out 'ow'.
"So, bill let me get this straight, you like stan but he's avoiding you? For an unknown reason." Eddie says, pacing back and forth around richies room.
"Y-yea.. i have suspected that he figured it out, but that wouldn't make sense. There's nothing that i d-did that c-could've made him find out.." Bill let out a shaking sigh.
"Have you ever thought that maybe just maybe.. stan likes you back?" Richie said, plopping down on his bed lying on one of his pillows. "I know stan isn't homophobic. He's the first person other than eddie that i came out as gay to.."
"W-What are you trying to say?" Bill asks.
"I mean, he wouldn't just stop talking to someone because they have a crush on him. He's not that type of guy! Nor is he the type to ignore somebody because they have a crush on him. So that leaves us with one option, he likes you!" Richie smirks to himself. He feels so smart.
"S-So, how do i g-get the avoiding problem over with?" Bill furrows his eyebrows. He came here for that, not some speech, though it did make him feel a bit better.
Richie norrowed his eyes, and it kinda looked like he was thinking. Like actually trying to think for once in his life. Eddie walks over to the bed and sits down next to richie (who is now sitting up). Bill grew more and more anxious by the second.
"Maybe try pining." Richie finally said after like two minutes of silence. Both eddie and Bill looked at each other with this confused expression.
"What?" Bill says, looking more confused than before.
"Find a way to be alone with him and force the answers outta him."
"Literally h-how."
Eddie sighs and then starts "I have an idea. Stanley only goes to the bathroom during lunch. And you know how no one ever uses them during lunch? Tomorrow, you could follow him, lock the door, pin him to the wall, and get answers. Im guessing what richie means.." After all of that eddie, let out a deep sigh.richie replies with a nod.
Wait? Couldn't he just do that without the pining? After a moment of thinking, Bill slowly started to realize that was really the only option. Eventually, Bill thanked the two of them and went home. Once he arrived home, his dad tried to start bickering about how he took over an hour to get home. but Bill just ignored him and stormed up to his room to do homework.
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Stanley is still sitting in the same spot, his legs still crossed, his hands still lay atop, and he is still lost in thought. Any thought other than this whole situation is a blank fog. He was so absorbed that he couldn't even hear the surroundings anymore. Nor the person calling his name..
Suddenly, he was snapped out of whatever trance he was in. He turned his head around and saw Mike, his face full of concern and confusion. Before stan could say anything, Mike sat next to him. How long was he standing there?.. stan puts his head down and then back up, and he looks over at Mike just as a tear runs down his cheek, which stan quickly wipes away.
"Are you okay?" Mike asks, resting one of his hands on stans shoulder. Stan doesn't exactly know what to say. He doesn't want to lie to Mike. Mike seems genuinely concerned. A part of him just wants to tell him everything. From him figuring out he has a crush on Bill, to ignoring the feelings, to ignoring and avoiding bill altogether. But the other part of him is just screaming to lie. To say everything is fine and it's nothing.
"I'm fine." Stan says flatly, his voice cracked at the end, and Stan puts his head down. He bits his lip as he feels more tears threatening to fall.
"You're not okay." Mike sighs out. "What happened? You know you can tell me." That's all, Mike had said. That's all Mike had said, and stan just broke down into ugly sobs.
Through broken sobs, stan explained everything. From liking the bill to avoiding him out of fear that he'd come clean on everything and how he's afraid of ruining years of friendship with one wrong line. Once stan finishes, he quickly wipes his tears away. Mike doesn't say anything he just pulls stan into a hug, and stan hugs back, which is usually something he'd never do.
They stayed like that for a moment until stan spoke up again. "What do i do.." Mike and Stan break the hug. Mike obviously has never been in a situation like this. But if anyone in the losers club knew what to do, it's has got to be Mike.
"I think.. you should talk to him." Mike replies.
"What." Stan replies. horrified.
"Oh shit. Not like that! For example, if he says something, reply with short worded answers!" Mike flashes a gentle smile. But stanley frowns.
"Are you sure that would even work? I mean, what if he tries bringing up me ignoring him? And bugs for the reason why?" Stan asks, somewhat panicking.
"Ok, scratch that. Today is Thursday, right?" Mike asked, which stan nodded in response. "So tomorrow on Friday, dont talk to him. Instead, work up the courage to talk to him about it either on sunday or monday. Or whatever day works for you!"
"What do i say, though?" Stanley asks.
"That's generally up to you!" Mike smiles, stan shakes his head. He doesn't want to do this.. he doesn't want to come clean to bill. He- "Stan," Mike continues. "How did you feel when we all thought bev and Bill were dating?"
"Sick. I felt sick to my stomach."
"And how did you feel when they shut down the rumor?"
"Relieved. Well, not quite." Stan trailed off.
"Listen to me, stanley. You'll feel worse when he actually does get a girlfriend one day. He'll never know how you feel unless to tell him." Mike sighs. "I know you don't want to tell him. But it's better to tell him when you have the chance."
Stanley took a deep breath before nodding. Mike has a point. It's better now than never. After a couple minutes, Mike had to go and stan decided to go home too. Once stanley got home, he did his usual thing he went upstairs to study, he ate dinner, showered, and went to bed.
Except. He couldn't fall asleep. Mikes words kept echoing through his mind. Despite stan being in love with a man, Mike showed no signs of disgust. Instead, he wanted to help.. It's like Mike somehow knew about stans feelings. It took him a few hours, but now that he was in bed, that's when it finally hit him. He's going to be practically confessing to Bill in a couple of days. What the fuck?
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The next day, Bill stood outside of Stanley's first period classroom. Which so happens to be Stan's homeroom.. Stanley and him have no classes together. Instead, Bill has all of his classes with Richie trashmouth tozier and Eddie health concern Kaspbrak. Last night, Bill randomly got the idea to try to have a quick conversation about this whole situation before class because he really didn't want to try to pin stan to a wall in an empty bathroom.
After what felt like forever, stanley finally walked towards the door of said classroom. Bill acted quickly and grabbed onto Stan's wrist. Bill stood frozen. His hand secured onto Stan's wrist. Holy shit. He was shocked that he even did that.. Stanley slowly turned over to face Bill. For the first time in a week stan hadn't gone wide-eyed. Instead, his face was full of..pity? He couldn't really tell, but it looked as if he looked sad about what he was doing..
Stanley looked at the wrist Bill was holding and back at Bills face. He smiled, but it had faded as quickly as it came. stanley whispered, "i'm sorry." Stan then grabbed onto the hand that was grasped onto his wrist and gently took it off and then stan turns away and walks into his classroom. Bill was too shocked to do anything. He was too shocked to move. Stanley.. talked to him!? And touched his hand?! Bill quickly snaps out of it and runs to his classroom to tell Eddie and Richie.
Once he walks into his classroom, Eddie is over at richie desk talking. Bill practically runs over, which sparks the attention of the two boys.
"Guys.." Bill started. He was panting like crazy. It took him a second, but he caught his breath and finally blurted out. "stanley, talked to me. Well kinda.. n-not quite!! A-All he said was 'I'm sorry'.. i still have to do the original plan." Bill finished.
"So.. uh, why'd he go up to you exactly??" Eddie asked.
"I w-went up to him.." Bill sighed. What was stanley even sorry for? Avoiding him? Or did stanley do something horrible?
"Well.. he's probably sorry for his unfortunate and embarrassing crush on ya," richie said with the biggest grin on his face. Richie then looked between the two boys, and eddie was glaring at him.
Richie soon realized that he wasn't getting through to them, and his smile faltered.
"..i may be stupid. But i'm not that stupid.." richie murmured. "Bill, do you like.. not feel stanleys eyes burning into the back of your head or?" Richie trailed off. It's not new news that stanley favors bill over everyone else. He treats bill like a king while giving everyone else dirty looks. Alright, that might be a stretch. But still it's a good example.
It's generally such a surprise that stan the man uris would ignore Billy Boy. If stanley was to ignore anyone, it'd be richie tozier. During lunch 3 weeks ago, richie, eddie, Bill, stan, bev, and ben were talking about some sort of rumor, and richie had noticed Stanley wasn't saying anything which is weird because he always has something to say, he ended up sneaking a glance over at him and he ended up seeing stanley zoned out admiring bill. and after that, he noticed each time it happened. that's how richie came to the conclusion that stanley is in love with Bill.
It's funny because Bill is so oblivious to this.
"Richie trashmouth tozier is observant??" Eddie replied.
"Yep!" Richie snapped his fingers a few times and smirked. Eddie chuckled while bill sighed. Then the bell ringed and all Bill could do was sit and wait for lunch.
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The first 3 periods had passed in a blur. Bill could hardly process what was going on or what was being said. And by the time it hit lunch, he was about to go insane. He had only taken a few bites of his sandwich, and he was staring at stan like a creep!! Finally, after what felt like a lifetime, stanley said the magic words.
"I'm going to the bathroom." Stanley said, standing and walking off. Bill watched Stan drift away as if in a trance. He might have stayed there forever if Eddie hadn’t elbowed him in his ribs, wordlessly urging him to follow.
As Bill stood and quickly started to follow the curly haired boy, he heard Beverly say something that sounded like, 'What's going on?' Once stan had walked inside of the bathroom bill decided to wait a second before slipping in behind him.
Bill tried his best to close the door as quietly as possible. He ducked down to make sure there wasn't anyone in the one stall there was, and once he saw no one was in here, he locked the door. Unfortunately for Bill, stanley heard the lock click, and he practically jumped.
"Bill.." Stanley managed to breathe out. Stan let out a deep sigh as he went to the sink to wash his hands.
"W-why have you b-been avoiding me?" Bill managed to sutter out. He had moved away from the locked door at this point. He stood hovering just a couple of inches away from stans back.
Stanley turned to face the other boy, making sure to avoid his eyes.
"What are you talking about." Stanley attempted to mask the anxiousness is in voice, to which he failed.
Bill took a deep sigh before continuing.
"T-This i-is the first time in a w-week that you've t-talked to me." Bill clenched his fist.
Stanleys face softened, as his hands trembled. To which he quickly move them into his pocket to hide the trembling. Bill was correct. It wasn't like stan was slick with it, it was obvious, the way his eyes widened when Bill came too close, and the way he'd completely stop talking when Bill joined into the conversation. The avoiding? It was too obvious.
He just hopes the fact he is inlove with him has a crush on him wasn't just as obvious.
'Get out of the bathroom. Before you say something you don't want to.' A voice played over and over in stanleys head.
Stan started to drift towards the bathroom door and reached for the lock, when he suddenly felt a hand grip onto his shoulder and Bill spun him, and pushed him up against the metal door. Stan let out a yelp at this sudden movement, when he looked up his body tensed and his face started to heat.
Bill had him pined, with a face that was full of desperation.
Stan noticed that Bill had moved his arm to the wall and the other to his side. Stan took the opportunity to attempt to flee.
Which failed because Bill instantly noticed and put his other arm up. Stanley was trapped.
He had two options. 1: attempt to flee again. 2: he gives into what Bill wants and literally confess his feelings.
He picked option one..
Stanley lifted his arms and pushed them into bills in an attempt to free himself. To which he failed.
There wasn't enough room to crawl under but you'll never know until you try. Stanley then attempted to do that and failed.
He didn't have another opening. So he tried to push his way out again.
"Stan.." bill whispered. "P-please just.. talk to me." His tone was soft and pleading all at the same time. Stanley looked down to the floor, quietly wishing that he had guessed that bill would pull something like this, that way Mike could've told him what to do.
"Bill.. I-I don't know what to say, or how to explain it. So can you please just let me go??.." Stan pleaded. That wasn't a lie. He didn't know what to say at all! And even if he did, it would ruin their friendship and-
"Please stan. J-Just say the r-reason." Stan was about to refuse again—but something inside him was screaming at him not to.
Stanley looked at Bill—really looked at him. His eyes searched Bill’s face, tracing the line of his gaze until they landed on his lips.. he then quickly darted his gaze back to his eyes.
At that very moment something in stanley broke and he couldn't hold it in anymore.
"I like you." Stanley mumbled, voice barley above a whisper.
"huh?"
"I like you." Stanley said, his voice audible this time. Stanley took a deep breath before continuing. "No. I think I'm genuinely in love with you. I-I i know you're not like me. And that's why I did what I did. That's why I avoided you." I'm sorry it hurt you.
Bill was too stunned to move. Richie was right. Richie trashmouth fucking tozier was correct. And now he's hearing it from stanleys mouth. Something that could only happened in a dream.
"You got what you wanted, right? Can you let me go now?" Stanley asked. Bill didn't reply. He was too lost in stanleys eyes, searching to see if this was some sort of joke or something anything. Nothing. This was pure genuine emotion. This was how stanley truly felt.
Bill slowly moved his hands to stanleys cheeks, cuffing his face. He then moved forward, slowly closing the gap. He looked into stanleys eyes before closing the gap completely.
Stans lips felt soft against his. After a few seconds he realized stanley wasn't doing anything—he pulled away to look at him. Stanely was wide-eyed, his body stood frozen in place.
Bill slowly took his hands off of stans face, as darted his gaze towards the floor. He soon felt the touch of stanleys hands as they cuff onto his face pulling it up to his.
He felt as his lips touched his again, and that's when it hit him. This is generally not a dream he'll wake up from. This is actually happening.
Bill moved his hands onto stanleys back, pulling him closer. He moved one of his hands to his face cuffing it as he traced his jawline with his thumb.
Stan was the one who broke the kiss, he was out of breath. Both of them were. They both ended up falling to the floor.
Bills eyes drifted towards his watch. There was 3 minutes left before the bell rings.
"L-lets go back to the others. They're p-probably wondering w-where we are" Bill managed to sutter out, letting out a soft chuckle before standing up. Bill extended a hand towards stan which he hesitated but he eventually grabbed onto his hand.
Once stanley was up he quickly let go of bills' hand, as they walked out for the bathroom and towards the cafeteria.
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Stanley felt dizzy as he sat in his seat for 4th period. He couldn't even think straight, and he felt as if he was going to vomit.
He kissed Bill. Bill had kissed him. Does that mean Bill likes him? Or is he just needling him? Was he testing the waters? To see if he liked boys? Or what it was like kissing one? He genuinely wishes that bill had just communicated with him instead of kissing him and giving him mixed signals.
He needs to ask Mike. He'd know what's going on.. maybe? His mind overthunk every possible answer for way Bill had kissed him. There's no way Bill actually liked him like that.. his body started to tense—suddenly it felt impossible to breath, and his hole body broke out into a cold sweat.
Air. He needs fresh air.
His hand shot up, and he excused himself to the bathroom.
Once he was out of the class, he practically ran to the bathroom. He opened the door, closed it and instantly locked it behind him. He stumbled towards the window and opened it, letting the winter air hit him like a brick. He took deep breaths in attempt to clam his nerves—it sorta helped.
Once his breathing said steadied, he walked over to the sink and splashed water onto his face. He was still dizzy and his head was still pounding.
'geez stan. He only kissed you. What triggered this' he thought to himself. He was panicking over what seemed like nothing!!
Eventually he walked back to class and sat in his seat. Throughout class he just sat there, staring out the window, he could hear everyone talking but it sounded muffled. He watched as the clouds darkened and it started snowing. He replayed that moment, the confessing, the kissing, the panicking. It was suck on loop in his head. A loop that he wishes.. would just stop.
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The final bell of the day finally rang, and eddie and Richie have been pestering Bill. They've been dying to know what happened in the bathroom but, Bill won't say. Not now at least! They were discussing about who's house to go to so Bill could tell them what happened.
They stood at Eddie's locker so eddie could grab something he needed. Stanelys locker is right next to Eddie's, so it was no surprise when he walked over, and started grabbing something.
"Hey stanley, what happened with y–" Eddie was cut off by stanleys locker slamming shut and him storming off. "Bill.. what the fuck did you do." Eddie said looking over at Bill. Who was just as shocked as eddie. It seems as if stanelys 'avoiding scheme' wasn't over just yet. And now he was avoiding anything that had to do with Bill.
Richie soon emerged from the crowded hallway. He opened his mouth to say something but quickly stopped himself as he realized eddie was practically glaring at Bill.
"Eds? What's going on??" Richie said letting ou a nervous chuckle.
"Bill.. what the fuck did you do.." Eddie repeated.
But Bill.. didn't even know himself.
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Bill needed to think. So they decided to go over to richies to discuss it, which his mom insisted that she made them hot chocolate because of the snow. They sat down in richies living room. Bill sat on the couch his leg bouncing up and down, eddie was pacing around the place, and richie sat next to bill, with his legs crossed and hands on his knees.
Bill explained what happened in the bathroom, he was stuttering more then usual, and his mind was all over the place. Luckily it took about 20 minutes for him to explain the whole thing.
"So... let me get this straight. He confessed, you kissed him, he kissed you, and now he's avoiding all of us?" Eddie asked, biting his thumb hard enough to leave marks as he still paced around the place. Richie stood up and went over to eddie, resting a hand onto his shoulder in an attempt to clam him down. Eddie was not one who adored his friends avoiding him.
"I d-do have a t-th-theory.." Bill stuttered out. Sipping his hot chocolate before continuing. "I-I hadn't t-told him that I f-felt the s-s-same. H-He must've p-panicked and th-thought I was t-testing the w-w-waters or s-s-something.."
"Pull up to his house and talk about it then." Richie said with a shrug. "Oh yeah! And make sure you come back to tell us all about it!!" Richie smiled and Bill swears he heard eddie chuckle. Bill thought about it for a moment. And after a brief second he nodded. He said his goodbyes and started to bike his way to stanleys house.
He started getting nervous and he pulled onto his road, he had only been to his house twice. That's mainly because, stans dad is an asshole. Once he arrived he sat down his bike and walked over to the door. He knocked twice, just two gentle knocks. He couldn't hear anything that was going on inside. The uris's were always like that, quiet.
He heard someone walked towards the door, and open it...Phew. Luckily it was stanley.
Stanley went wide-eyed at the sight of him. He quickly slipped through the door and closed it behind him.
"What are you doing here?!" Stanley whispered-yelled.
"W-We n-need to talk..? W-why e-else would I randomly show up?" Bill replied, confused. Stanley took a deep sigh, pulling up his arm to check his watch. He looked at Bill and then at the watch, then back up at bill again.
"Okay, Let's go up to my room."
Stanley opened the door, and held it so Bill could walk in. They quickly rushed up the stairs so stans mom wouldn't ask questions.
Once in the bedroom Bill sat down on stanleys bed as stanley stood in front of him. "You have one minute to explain. Think you can do that?" Stanley asked, voice abnormally calm. bill nodded.
"Yea."
"Okay."
"Wait, y-you talk first." Stanley gave a confused look. "S-So I k-know what to say." Stanley nodded.
"Okay.." stanley sighed. "Do you like me or not? Because, I've been panicking for the past 4hrs man.. were you testing the waters?! Or do you genuinely like me!?" Stanley was pacing around the room. Bill grabbed onto his wrist and pull him down onto the bed.
"I-i do like you. I'm s-sure of it. I feel the same as you, stan." Bill gave a light smile. Putting his hand atop of stanleys. "I-i've liked you f-for a w-while now, i just.. n-never c-confessed, the idea never crossed m-my mind."
Stanley started laughing his ass off. Bill was confused? What's so funny..?
"W-whats so funny?"
"This means, I had a panic attack earlier for no reason. I had nothing to worry about" Stanley smiled. "So.."
"So..?"
"Boyfriends?"
"Yea. Boyfriends."
They both chuckled, and pulled each other in for a kiss.