AN: Minor slash so if you don't like, don't read. Stephen King owns them. I just bow down to him and Rob Reiner. Will switch POVs. Second Stand By Me fanfic in response to the support I received for "Unrequited Love."

This is the sequel to "Unrequited Love"

Please no flames.

As it stands this is going to become a short series if I keep receiving support for the stories.

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-Chris' POV-

I never thought I'd see the day when Ace Merril could co-exist but that day had come. Last night Ace and Eyeball had gone out drinking, only to end up crashing at our house, Eyeball in his room and Ace on the living room couch. I came downstairs to Ace fast asleep, hair in his eyes and a calm expression on his face.

I let him sleep as I began to cooks, soon though Ace woke up and came into the kitchen. "Whatcha cooking?" he asked.

I turned to face him, shocked at his still unruly appearance. "Bacon, eggs and toast, want some?"

Ace nodded and I went back to cooking. It'd been a few months since our talk but I was thirteen now and noticing Ace a lot more than before. Believe me Gordie was the one I wanted but Ace was a very close second.

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-Ace's POV-

Christ, when did this kid skip puberty? His voice had already changed to a slightly deeper tone although it still cracked from time to time. He'd already had some muscle on him before and now you could clearly see it in his arms and how his shirts were getting a little too tight across his chest.

My stomach grumbled in appreciation as he put a plate of food in front of me and one for himself in the seat next to mine. We ate in silence, Chris finishing first and going to get changed. I followed suit, taking one of Eyeball's white shirts and pulling it on. I was fixing my hair in the hallway mirror when I saw Chris head for the front door.

"Where ya going, kid?" I asked, not knowing why I did.

"Gordie's house. I'm late."

"You'll be later if you walk. I'll drive you, just give me a minute."

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-Chris' POV-

I didn't know why Ace offered to drive but I didn't want to be late so I took it. We rode in silence, the radio silent as well as Ace's car brought me towards Gordie's house.

"Why'd you give me a ride?" I asked as we pulled up outside Gordie's house.

Ace looked over at me, a cigarette pursed between his lips. "You needed one. Come on, get out, you're late."

With that Ace leaned across me and opened my door. He smelled of leather, cigarettes, and alcohol and to me those three things never smelled better. Slowly I got out of the car. "Thanks," I said as Ace nodded and drove off.

"Was that Ace?" Gordie asked from behind, scaring me.

"Yeah," I said as casually as I could.

"Why'd he give you a ride?"

"Hell if I know. He offered and I took it, I slept a bit late today."

Gordie just laughed and wrapped his arm around my shoulder as we headed back into his house. We were hanging out together until later when we'd meet Teddy and Vern at the tree house.

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-Ace's POV-

Damn it! Why'd I give Chris a ride? I don't need to spend more time with the damn kid. It doesn't help that he's more attractive at thirteen than his brother is now. I mentally slapped myself, reminding myself that I was seventeen and should not be leering at thirteen year old boys, let alone my best friend's little brother, let alone and boy at all.

Damn! This shit couldn't get anymore complicated.

Once I thought that I knew I'd jinxed myself and that from here on out life would be a complete hell.

AN: What do you think? If you have any idea for what I should call the series please let me know. I'm stumped!