[warning: some drug & alcohol use (not much), also mentions of sex (not detailed)]

Ashley Walker downed her drink in under ten seconds, listening as the crowd cheered once she threw her cup down onto the ground. She laughed cheerfully, turning towards Richie who didn't seemed amused at all. Usually, he would've found it hot that she could do that, but not in the environment they were in. He was worried about her at the party and he definitely didn't want her to become drunk off her ass. He gently pulled her close to him, whispering softly, "Baby, don't drink too much, please."

"It's just the first drink. I won't go too far, okay?", She replied before kissing him on the cheek, causing him to sigh softly before watching her wander off towards Stanley and Mike. He looked around the room, noticing Eddie and Carrie talking to each other on the couch. He smiled at the two of them, then turned to see Thomas Barley leaned up against a wall as he stared directly at Ashley. Richie knew it was going to be a long night.

"Ashley Walker, you are beautiful.", Thomas whispered in her ear as his hands gripped her waist gently, swaying his body along to the music with her. "Hey, I gotta show you something really cool. Wanna see it?"

"Where at?", She asked curiously, wrapping her arms around his neck as she pulled his body closer to hers. She was intoxicated, but not too intoxicated to not know what was happening.

"Upstairs, but I promise it's just real quick, okay?", He kissed her temple quickly, "You do trust me right?"

"Of course.", She smiled brightly, pulling away from him as she grabbed his hands. "Show me."

Richie leaned against the wall, gripping harshly onto the cup of liquor in his hand as he watched Thomas stare down his girl. His jaw clenched in rage at the sight, but he knew how beautiful Ashley was and how needy teenage boys were. He couldn't deny the fact that every guy wanted her because it was true that they did, but for many different reasons than why Richie needed her. He was in love with her, but none of them could ever love her because they could never gain her trust. She was a closed off person and he loved that about her.

"Someone get a bottle!", Annabelle shouted cheerfully throughout the crowd. "We're playing spin the bottle!"

Wonderful, Richie thought to himself, Just what we fucking need.

Ashley's eyes met Richie's from across the room and she noticed how uneasy he seemed. She glanced back towards Stanley before being grabbed by someone. She quickly pushed the person away once she stood in the middle of the living room, noticing that it was Greta Keene. She glanced over at Richie, noticing that he had taken a few steps closer to the commotion and had thrown his cup down.

"We have our first volunteer.", Greta smirked, looking around the room. "Anyone else want to play?"

"I do.", A voice called out from the back, causing everyone in the room to look towards the teenage boy with a smirk plastered on his face. "Hey, hot stuff."

"Hey, hey, hey.", Richie blurted out, raising a hand up towards Barley's direction. "You watch it, pal."

"Calm down, Richie.", Annabelle spoke up from Greta's side. "He won't hurt her."

Ashley gulped harshly, hearing another voice speak up, "I'll play."

She turned her head to see Carrie Tozier walk closer to the group. She locked eyes with her brother, seeing him shake his head, but she didn't back down. Greta smirked, "Alright. Richie? Eddie? Stanley? Homeschool?"

"I'm not letting Ashley play alone.", Richie spoke through gritted teeth, watching as Stanley walked towards the group with Eddie and Mike.

It was Annabelle, Greta, Carrie, Ashley, Thomas, Richie, Eddie, Stanley, and Mike playing spin the bottle. There were four girls and five guys and everyone else at the party gathered around to watch this all unfold. In order, going clockwise, it started with Ashley, Annabelle, Mike, Stanley, Richie, Carrie, Eddie, Thomas, then Greta.

"Who's going first?", Eddie nervously asked, causing each one of them to look towards him, causing him to grow even more nervous. They all turned their attention towards each other, until someone spoke up.

"I'll go. And it can continue going clockwise.", Thomas replied to Eddie, leaning forward before grabbing the bottle lightly and gave it a twist. He backed up into his spot, watching as the bottle twisted around quickly. As soon as it started slowing down, everyone began to grow nervous. It slowed down even more once it got to Greta, making Ashley nervous since she was beside her, but then it passed her and landed on Annabelle. "What's the rule?"

"Ten seconds each.", Greta spoke up.

"Ten seconds?", Ashley asked in confusion. "Why not just the peck of the lips?"

"Because that's no fun, Ashley.", Greta commented back with a grin.

Thomas scooted in front of Annabelle without standing up, grabbing her face gently before smashing his lips onto hers. The crowd behind them started counting to ten and once they hit ten, the two of them separated and Thomas went back to his spot. Annabelle smiled towards Ashley, "You never told me he was a good kisser."

Ashley glared at her, then rolled her eyes before she looked around the circle and caught her boyfriend's gaze. She immediately looked down once it was Greta's turn to spin the bottle. Once the bottle slowed down, it had landed on Mike. Greta moved towards him, speaking out loud for everyone to hear, "Don't have any wet dreams now."

"He won't. Trust me.", Ashley blurted out, causing Richie to burst into laughter. The other Losers', except Mike, chimed in. Greta glared at Ashley before kissing Mike for exactly ten seconds, then immediately backed away and got in her spot. It was now Ashley Walker's turn, which put Richie Tozier on edge.

Once she spun the bottle, everyone watched in suspense as it began slowing down once it got to Annabelle. It almost didn't make it past Mike, but then it landed on someone in particular. It landed on the one person in between Mike and Richie.

Stanley Uris. The Jewish boy who was the Jewish girl's best friend. None of them may have known she was Jewish, but she knew and she was proud that she had something to relate to with Stanley. On the other hand, Richie was glad that it was Stanley. He would've rather had her kiss Mike, Eddie, or even Stanley, then to have to kiss Thomas. Although, he still wishes it would've gone a bit farther to land on him, but he's glad that it's Stanley because it wouldn't mean anything.

Ashley's eyes locked with Stanley's and her heart began to race once she looked at Richie. She wasn't sure whether or not he'd care, but once he simply gave her a smile she had known he didn't care. She smiled back softly, moving to get in front of Stanley. She cupped his cheeks into her hand, leaning closely towards his face and placed a gentle kiss onto his lips. They had to stay in that position for ten seconds and once it was over, she pulled away and gave him a sweet smile. Stanley smiled back, turning to look at Richie who was staring at Ashley.

"Alright, next!", Richie exclaimed, causing Ashley to giggle at her boyfriend. A smile grew on his face, watching as she got back into her spot.

They continued playing, Annabelle landing on Eddie, then Mike landed on Ashley. After Mike, Stanley spun the bottle and it landed on Richie. Of course, it was awkward between the whole room but Ashley didn't mind it one bit. And once it was now Richie's turn, he spun it quickly so he could hurry up and have everyone forget that he had to kiss a boy. It made him anxious because of the fact he was bi and knowing everyone was staring made him petrified that the rumors would come back about him being a fairy.

The bottle landed on Ashley and once Richie saw the bottle stop, he looked up and locked eyes with his girlfriend. "Oh, thank God."

He crawled over to her quickly, not even giving her time to react before he grabbed her face in his hands and smashed his lips against hers. She moved his hands away from her face, wrapping her arms around his neck while his hands gripped her waist harshly. He had been awaiting a kiss from her all night to be able to prove to everyone there that she was his. It killed him inside to see other's kiss her and he couldn't do anything about it. The crowd got to ten and Ashley slowly pulled away from Richie's lips and an innocent grin was plastered on her face.

"I love you, Richard.", She pressed a sweet kiss against the tip of his nose, then pulled her arms away from his neck. He smiled back at her.

"And I love you, Ash.", He whispered back, backing away and taking his place in his spot again. The bottle was handed to Carrie Tozier and she went in the middle and spun it around. Ashley stared at Eddie and noticed how nervous he was for Carrie to spin the bottle and the slower it went in a circle, the more anxious he got.

That was when it stopped.

Everyone in the living room turned towards the person on the other end of the bottle, feeling weirded out by the fact that Carrie Tozier had to kiss that specific person. Eddie's eyes widened, but he wasn't as nervous since he knew them. Stanley watched them closely as they gulped, growing nervous by the fact they had to kiss Carrie. Thomas seemed pleased to be able to watch girl on girl action, but Greta and Annabelle were weirded out. Richie stared at his girlfriend with realization that she had to kiss his sister.

Carrie moved towards her, ignoring everyone's stare. Ashley glanced over towards Richie, who was staring at her in shock. She looked back towards Carrie once she sat directly in front of her. "Ready?"

"Uh, I guess?", Ashley shrugged her shoulders, being taken aback once Carrie's hands cupped her cheeks. Ashley took one gulp, leaning in once Carrie did. Ashley's eyes stayed open once Carrie's lips made contact with hers, and Ashley felt awkward kissing her. After the ten seconds were up, Ashley's heart began beating out of her chest once she looked around at everyone in the room staring at her.

"Looks like both of them are a couple of fairies.", Thomas smirked at Ashley, then glanced over at both of the Tozier's. "I guess it runs in the family."

"It's the game.", Ashley commented back to Barley, obviously annoyed by his remark.

"Sure it is.", He grinned towards her, watching as she rolled her eyes in annoyance.

"I'm done with this.", Ashley stood up from the circle, turning away from the small circle before walking past the crowd of people surrounding them. Richie quickly stood up, walking after her as she walked up the stairs of the house. She felt a pang in her heart, hearing it in her ears as she continued to think on what had just happened.

People think I'm gay, The thought raced through her mind. They're going to call me a fairy. They're gonna make me the joke of the town. They're gonna hurt me.

She jumped quickly once she felt a hand wrap around her wrist, twisting around only to see Richie Tozier. She let out a sigh of relief, gulping hard as she looked down. Richie looked around for anyone, but didn't see anyone around. He opened the nearby room, seeing no sign of people hiding out in there and pulled her in there, locking the door behind him. He faced her before speaking, "Let it out."

She looked up at him, unsure of whether or not she should, but she did anyways. "I hate these people!"

"Come on, baby. You can do better than that."

"They're so fucking stupid! They pressure people into a fucking game and then they start talking shit when people participate in it!", She walked further into the room, gripping at her hair. "I- I- I've got this ache in my chest and it hurts so fucking bad! They're talking about me, I know it! I know it, Richie!"

He sat down on the bed, listening to her rant and watching her pace back and forth. "I know."

"I hate this..", She closed her eyes, taking in a deep breath. "I shouldn't have come to this stupid party! Look at me! I'm just making their accusations come true by getting up and leaving and freaking out like this!"

"Did you like it?"

She averted her gaze towards her boyfriend, furrowing her eyebrows together slowly. "What?"

"The kiss. Did you?"

"I don't know.", She shook her head softly, sighing once he nodded. "It's weird because it was your sister."

"But if it was Beverly, you wouldn't mind it?"

"You know the answer to that already.", She rolled her eyes in annoyance. He nodded once more, tilting his head to the side once she tilted her head back and groaned in annoyance. "I hate life."

"Bring your dramatic ass over here.", He chuckled softly, stretching out his arms for her to come closer. She looked over at him with a faint smile before walking over to him, taking his hands and sitting on his lap. "You know I love you no matter what, right?"

She nodded gently, leaning her head on his shoulder after wrapping her arms around his torso. "I know."

"And you know that you are perfect in my eyes no matter what anyone thinks of you, right?", He leaned his cheek against her head, holding her in his arms.

"I don't know why. Everyone thinks I'm a fairy now. Not only me, but Carrie and you, too. This isn't fair, Richie."

"Life isn't fair, Ash.", He leaned back, plopping down on the bed, causing Ashley to move a little to where she was laying down next to him. "This fairy thing isn't new to me. Soon it'll all blow over and next thing you know, people will be talking about something else."

"Wanna have a full on sex session and make me scream your name? That'll move the subject along.", She propped her head up with her arm, looking straight at him. He locked eyes with her, licking his lips with a smirk.

"How romantic.", He joked.

"Richie..", She whined before plopping her head against the sheets. "I just want them to forget about that whole thing. I'd rather be called a slut."

"You can be my little slut.", He suggested.

"It's not the same.", She spoke seriously, looking up at the ceiling. He rolled his eyes playfully.

"Well, Ash, I don't know what else to tell you."

"Do me. Right here and right now.", She tilted her head to the side to look at him, watching as he tilted his head to look at her.

"You're so eager. Is it the drugs or the alcohol talking?"

"It's your horny girlfriend talking."

"You're never horny.", He joked. "It took me three hours one day just to try and turn you on."

"We were in public!", She started giggling, causing him to smile softly at her. "I'm sorry you're sick and twisted to want to do shit in public."

"Well I don't want to have sex right now.", He looked away from her, turning his attention back to the ceiling. "Not while you're hopped up on alcohol. I'm not taking advantage of you, Ash."

"I didn't drink that much.", She pleaded, keeping her eyes on him and seeing him shake his head no. "Please, Richie..?"

"No."

♡ ʀ + ᴀ ♡

"I can't believe it.", Maggie Tozier glared at her son and Ashley, all while Lorelai Walker watched her daughter with a disappointed look. "You two had sex at the party!?"

"Well, it wasn't the first time.", Richie blurted out, quickly widening his eyes as he processed what he just said.

"First time?", Maggie scoffed, crossing her arms over her chest before looking at the young blonde girl in front of her.

"What do you expect? We're seventeen.", Richie groaned in annoyance, getting up from the couch and began walking away.

"Richard! I am not done!", Maggie stormed after her son, only angering him more.

"Well I am!", He shouted back before storming up the stairs, leaving Maggie at the bottom of the staircase with a sour look on her face. Ashley Walker looked down at her fingers, fidgeting around with them as she felt like someone was glaring at her.

"Care to explain?", Lorelai stood in front of her daughter, awaiting a response. Once Ashley looked up, her mother's expression softened at the sight of tears forming in her eyes.

"I'm sorry, mom. I was just- we got caught up in the moment. I needed-", She stopped mid sentence, clearing her throat before standing up from the couch. "There was protection involved. Richie and I aren't stupid."

"Stupid for doing it in the first place.", Maggie walked over to the two of them, glaring at Ashley.

"She said she was sorry.", Lorelai sent a glare towards Maggie, trying to signal to the oblivious woman that she needed to keep her mouth shut.

"Can I just go now?", Ashley asked the two of them.

"You're sleeping with Carrie.", Maggie responded.

"No! I- I just want to sleep in my room."

"Richie's room, you mean.", His mom corrected her. "I mean, seriously, how does it feel to have people know of you two having sex? I mean, it can't be better than having people spreading that you got raped."

"Excuse me?", Ashley furrowed her eyebrows in disbelief. "What are you trying to say?"

"Stay modest and maybe this stuff won't happen.", Maggie continued.

"Fuck you.", Ashley jolted up from the couch, heading straight for the front door.

"Ash, baby, where are you going?", Lorelai called out for her daughter.

"I'm going to Stanley's.", She replied before opening the door.

"Ash, just go upstairs.", Lorelai refused for her daughter to leave so late, just wanting her to calm down. She realized she made a mistake at the party, but Lorelai understand because she was a party animal herself as a teenage girl. "Go be with Richie."

"I don't think-"

"Maggie, they're teenagers. They're close to being adults. If you act too strict with them, they're just gonna rebel and do even more shit.", Lorelai cut her off mid sentence, causing her to sigh.

Ashley Walker left the living room, heading up the stairs to their room. Once she got to the door, she twisted the doorknob and opened it to see Richie sitting on the floor with stuff flung across the room on the floor. Richie was never the one to get angry easily, but when he did, he couldn't control himself if he was alone. Ashley always helped calm him down, but she wasn't there to calm him down this time.

"Hey, Rich.", She walked in and shut the door behind her, causing him to look up at her with a faint smile. She walked over to him, kneeling down in front of him and put her hands on his cheeks. "You get all of it out?"

"Most of it.", He mumbled softly, but loud enough for her to interpret what he said. She looked around the room, then spotted a few Polaroids laying on the ground beside them. She giggled softly, which caught him by surprise.

"Look.", She picked them up, showing them to him with a smile plastered on her face. "Remember when I took these of you two years ago?"

He chuckled softly, "Yeah, I remember. I look so much different now."

"Yeah, cause you got your glasses back. Your hair is longer. You grew taller. You're still a dumbass though.", She joked, causing him to laugh softly.

"You're still my beautiful girl.", He grinned widely, watching as she kept smiling at the pictures in her hands. He brushed her hair behind her ears, taking in her beauty and locking eyes with hers as she looked up at him. "My girl. Man, we should visit Lovers Pond tomorrow for old times sake."

"It's a date.", She leaned closer to him, planting a soft kiss to his temple. "And don't be late."

"You're so lame.", He laughed at her.

"As long as you're the only one who knows that, I'm okay with it.", She smiled brightly, placing the pictures to the side. "And if you ever tell another soul, I will fight you, Richard."

"I'd love to see that.", He smirked.

"Fine, we can do it right now. On your feet, let's fight.", She stood up from the floor, causing him to laugh at her even more. "I'm not playing games with you, Rich. Come on. Right now."

"No, I don't think I will."

♡ ʀ + ᴀ ♡

A/N - Sorry it took awhile for me to update! I've been going through a lot, but everything is better! <3