Lovestruck // Richie x reader

6

You along with the rest of the Losers biked in a hurry,following Bill to Neibolt.
"Bill!" Beverly was the first to get there.
She got of her bike and ran to the gate.
"Bill you can't go in there!" She exclaimed.
Everyone else had gotten to Neibolt at this point.
"This is crazy!" Beverly added.
"Look you don't have to come in with me." Bill scoffed.
"But what happens when another Georgie goes missing? Or another Betty,or another Ed Corcoran,or one of us!" He yelled.
"Are you just gonna pretend it isn't happening like anyone else in this town?" He shivered.
"Because I can't." He frowned,his breathing getting faster each neath he took.
"I go home and all I see is that Georgie isn't there."Bill angrily huffed.
"His clothes,his toys,his..stupid stuffed animals,but.." he sighed.
"He isnt."

Bill's eyes were red,like he was about to cry.
"So walking into the house...for me," he said,on the verge of tears.
"It's easier than walking into my own."
Bill turned around and walked closer to the door,each step he made,making the wood creak.
"Wow.." Richie sighed.
"What?" Ben asked.
"He didn't stutter once" Richie replied.
Him,Ben and Eddie followed Bill,but stopped what Stan asked them to wait.
Bill also turned around,wanting to hear what his (boy)friend thought about the idea of going into the Wellhouse.

"Um..." Stan said.
Now that everyone was looking at him it was a bit embarrassing.
"Shouldn't we have some people keep watch? You know just in case something bad happens?" He asked.
"W-w-who wants to stay out here?" Bill asked.
Almost everyone raised their hand,except for you,Beverly, and Bill.
"Fuck.." Richie sighed.
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The old wooden door creaked,you,Bill,Eddie and Richie entering the house.
"I can't believe I pulled the short straw!" Richie groaned.
"You guts are lucky you're not measuring dicks." He smirked.
"Don't have one." You groaned,moving some cobwebs out your face.

"I can smell it.." Eddie sighed.
"Don't breathe through your mouth!" You smiled.
"How come?" The boy asked.
"Cause then,you're basically eating it." You shrugged.
Eddie gagged,then took a puff from his inhaler.

Richie looked in a corner of the house,where a missing kid poster was.
He walked up to it,to see who's poster it was.
His eyes widened,his hands started shaking.
"Rich'?" You asked,walking up to him.
"Whatcha got there?" You said,shining your flashlight on the piece of paper he was holding.
"Holy shit." Your voice was shaky.
"What?" Bill asked,him and Eddie walking towards the two of you.
"It.. it says I'm missing." Richie sniffed.
"Y-You're n-not missing R—Richie." Bill said.

Richie started panicking,his eyes were watery,some tears of his dripping on the paper.
" 'Police department city of Derry! That's my shirt,that's my hair,that's my face!" Richie began yelling.
"That's my name.. that's my age,that's the date!" He screamed.
"Richie calm down! Its not real!" You placed a hand on his shoulder.
Bill tried to grab the paper from his hands.
"No It says! It's says it! What the fuck!"He cried.
"Am I missing,am I gonna go missing?!" He yelled.
You hesitated between something.
'You know what,fuck it.' You thought.
You cupped his face and smashed your lips onto his.

He got tense but melted into it.
After a while,you both let go.
Everyone was silent.
"Hello?" A voice echoed throughout the house.
Everyone looked at the direction of the sound.
"Hello?" The voice repeated.
You all walked towards the stairs.
"Help me,please!" The voice cried.
It sounded familiar..

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You rested your head on your desk,waiting for the lesson to be over.
The bell finally rung,and you were able to lift your head up from the desk,just to have it be slammed down by no other than Henry Bowers cousin.
"Wake up sleeping beauty!" He said mockingly,laughing while running out the classroom.
"Fuck off!" You said,rubbing your forehead in pain.
"He's such an asshole." A girl came next to you.
" I'm Betty,Betty Ripsom." She smiled,holding her hand out,waiting for you to shake it.
You softly shook her hand,smiling back at her.
"Y/N L/N." You smiled.

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"Holy shit isn't it Betty Ripsom?" You asked,your voice trembling with fear.

(ffs I'm skipping this part because I've had enough of rewatching the movie,Pausing to write the script and shit.)

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A/N:

I know,yell at me all you want,I'm 12,I have school,work,and stuff to do,people to take care of,so I won't update much.

-Sam