During the night Richie woke up, picking up his phone and seeing the time was 3 a.m. in the morning. He wasn't sure why he'd woken up until he heard sobbing coming from the other part of the room. After putting his glasses on, he pulls back the duvet and stands up. He walks through the small passage into Eddie's section.

He sat on the edge of the bed closest to Eddie and places his hand on others head. Eddie was whimpering and moving slightly in his sleep.

"Hey Eddie, wake up." He moves Eddie's hair out of his eyes, "You're having a nightmare." Eddie stops shaking and slowly starts to wake up. He looks up at Richie.

"What are you doing here, Richie?" Eddie turns on the bedside lamp and sits up.

"Well, my darling Eds, you were having a nightmare and I just came to check on you." Richie blushes, "To see if you're alright!"

Eddie nods then looks around the room.

"Do you, uh, want to talk about? I mean only if you want to."

"Um...Well it was a dream about... about you!" Eddie looks into Richie eyes, and they both blushes.

"Oh yeah! What happened?"

"You saved my life. You pushed me out the way when a car was speeding towards me!" Richie could already tell what happened. "You were fucking hit by the car and I called an ambulance but... they couldn't save you! I just remember crying constantly." Eddie starts crying at that moment from thinking about it. Richie pulls him in for a hug and holds him tightly.

Richie pulls back just enough to look at Eddie's face. He wipes a few tears away and his hand lingers on his cheek. Without thinking Richie leans forward and pecks Eddie's lips. He quickly pulls away and stands up.

"Sorry." Richie turns and runs back into his section, leaving Eddie frozen and eyes wide. Richie got the wrong impression from him and really, Eddie liked it. Hell he loved it, even if it was just a peck.

Being too tired to do anything else, Eddie switches off the light and gets comfortable again. He falls asleep within seconds.

Richie, on the other hand, was lying in his bed the duvet lazily slung across him and he's staring up at the ceiling thinking about what he just did and that Eddie probably hates him. Eventually he drifts off to sleep.

Richie really does not want to get up this morning but he knows he has to. Despite how much he loves Eddie, he doesn't want to see him. He decides he will talk to Bev.

Bev is good at listening to people. Richie thinks she could be a counselor when she's older, but probably not.

Richie runs down the staircase, from the third to the second floor, and into Bev's room. She's not there. Annoyed, Richie runs down the next staircase and to the living room. Everyone's there except Eddie, Bev and Ben.

"Has anyone seen Bev?" They look up at the slightly out if breath boy.

"I think she's upstairs? Maybe!" Mike says. Richie nods and goes back up the stairs. When he reaches the top step Bev walks out of Ben and Mike's shared room. He looks at her confused.

"What were you doing in there?" He asks.

"Uh... Nothing!" Bev says looking a bit flushed.

"Anyway I wanted to talk to you about something," He drags Bev by the wrist into her room and they both sit on her bed. Bev looks at him expectantly, "It's about Eddie... I kissed him... Last night!"

"Oh wow. Uh, ok" She thinks for a second, "How did it, you know, come about?" Richie is surprised. Normally she wouldn't be this serious.

"Well I heard him crying so went to check on him. I woke him up and asked him if he wanted to tell me about his nightmare. He did and I hugged him when he started to cry again. I wiped a few of his tears away and then I kissed him. I ran away before he could say anything." She looked shocked but didn't say anything, "I don't know what to do! And now he hates me!"

Bev hugs him and strokes his back, "He doesn't hate you, I'll tell you that!"

"What do you mean?"

She ponders whether to tell him or not. Eddie will probably hate her instead. Oh, fuck it! She thinks. "He loves you Richie! Truly he does. He told me, well, I figured it out..."

"How?"

"It's just the way he looks at you... and the way you look at him."

"I-umm... Thanks, I think." He gives her one last hug before standing up and walking out the room. She hears him go down the stairs and trip on the last few. He curses which makes Bev laugh.

Richie is eating bowl of cereal, feeling good, when Eddie comes and sits on the stool next to him. Almost instantly, everything he was feeling before his chat with Beverly comes flooding back.

"Look. I'm sorry for what happened last night. I don't know what came over me." At first Eddie doesn't say anything.

He looks at Richie, "I liked it! Even though it was only short."

Richie's shocked, "Really?"

"Yeah. I wouldn't mind doing it again!" That's when he looks down at his hands and starts playing with his fingers. Those words make Richie's heart beat faster. What does he do? Kiss him again or do nothing? He chooses the first option.

Using his fingers, Richie moves Eddie's face to look at him. Eddie knows what's about happen and goes along with it. They both lean in and their lips touch. The feeling in both their stomachs is fireworks. Fireworks is the only thing to describe it.

It lasts 10 seconds. When they pull away, they stare into each others eyes and smile.

"I like you Eddie. Hell I'm in love with you!"

"I'm in love with you too!"