𝐇𝐎𝐍𝐄𝐘 𝐏𝐈𝐄, 𝗳𝗶𝗻𝗻 𝘄𝗼𝗹𝗳𝗵𝗮𝗿𝗱 𝗶𝗺𝗮𝗴𝗶𝗻𝗲𝘀 !

creep

OMG HEY YALL ITS BEEN SO LONG‼️ i felt the mood to post and write idk why it's been like forever but i found this cute story in the drafts and decided to continue it but yeah!! life has been super crazy lately and i forget abt this app tbh but yeah enjoy the story💋💋

y/n's pov

i copied the notes off the board and wrote them into my notebook as my teacher spoke, every so often i felt that feeling as if someone was staring at me.

i looked over to my left and saw richie looking at me. he would look at me every so often and i'd always catch him, making intense eye contact. he'd always blush and look away. it was pretty cute.

i don't really know much about him, even though he's the class clown, i usually know a lot about my classmates except him.

his style was interesting, he'd always wear floral hawaiian shirts and jeans, nothing else.

as i looked up at the board to write more notes, i noticed him staring at me again. i lightly smiled and continued working.

as i continued writing, i felt something hit my head. i turned around and saw a paper on the floor. i quickly picked it up and opened it and read, "hey"

i smiled a bit and wrote hey back and quickly threw it back. a few seconds later the paper flew onto my desk.

" i'm richie :)"

" i know."

before i could throw it back the bell rang.

"hey y/n." richie said as he quickly walked towards me. "hi" he smiled at me for a moment and stared at me for a minute or two which freaked me out.

" you really have a staring a problem." i chuckled. "hm?" he said. "i know you stare at me during class, kinda creepy." i smirked.

"you calling me a creep?" Richie said. i smiled, "basically." i smiled again and picked up my things and left the class, richie following behind.

"look i'm not a creep okay, i just like to look at things that are visually appealing to me" he smirked. he looked down at my boobs and stared for a moment and look at me again acting like i didn't even notice. i did.

"wow richie" i crossed my arms. "what??" "totally not a creep by staring at my chest." i rolled my eyes and walked away before he could say anything.

"wait wait wait y/n. how about i get your number? i can prove im a good person and not a creep." he pushed his lenses up and stared at me for a response. i sighed, "sure." i took a pen from my pencil case and grabbed his arm and wrote my number on his wrist.

"sweet" he said. "see you later creep" i smiled and walked away.