Lovestruck // Richie x reader

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Y/N's POV

"I just want to apologise." Richie mumbled,looking down.
"I forgive you,but I'm not the one one you should apologise to." I replied.
"You're right." He said.
He grabbed my hand and slipped a note in it,then he ran away,back to the direction of the Losers.
The note in my hand was F/C paper,with S/F/C writing.

'I'm sorry for what happened at Neibolt,4pm at the quarry?

XXX-XXX-XXX  ;) '

I blushed and put the note in the pocket of my shorts,skating home.

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As I opened the door,my mom's eyes widened.
"What happened to you?" She asked,dashing towards me.
"Just my friends, we were...making a hideout! Yeah! And I fell into a hole."
'Nice one Y/N' I mentally scolded myself.
"I assume you skinned both your knees too?" My mom pointed to my knees.
"Y–yeah I guess." I stuttered.

(Bill who??)

"Mhm." My mom walked back to the living room.
I quickly went upstairs,into my room,and grabbed some clothes from my closet.
Settling with a black baggy shirt and some dark red shorts,I went into the bathroom to take a shower.
Let me just tell you my knees burned in pain while I was doing so.

(Timeskip to 30 mins later)

I got out the shower and went back to my room to change.
Just then,I heard knocks at my window.
I looked to see Richie,awesome timing Trashmouth.
I went and opened the window for him,clinging onto that towel for dear life.
"Hey!" He smiled.
"What?" I asked,moving out the way so he could come in.
"Just checking on my pretty lady." He stepped into my room and sat on my bed.
"Well the pretty lady us doing fine." I grabbed my clothes and headed to the bathroom.
"Aww,can I come too?" He asked,looking at me with puppy eyes.
"That shit doesn't work on me idiot." I said closing the bathroom door.
I got dressed and came back out with a blowdryer in hand,to see Richie looking at the photo wall in my room.
"These your friends? Family?" He asked pointing to some photos.
"Most of them,yes." I replied.
"What's that for?" He said,snatching the blowdryer from my hands.
"That's a blowdryer, it's for your hair." I said.
"How does it work?" He mashed the buttons.
It suddenly turned on,scaring him.
"Holy fuck! What the hell?" He yelled,handing it back.
I took the opportunity and began drying my hair.
"How do you do that without getting scared?" He sat back on my bed.
"How do you not know what a blowdryer is?" I asked back.
He just sat there,stating at me as I dried my hair.

"Hold on a minute,why didn't you bandage your knees?" Richie asked,grabbing some bandages from my bedside table.
"I don't know? After a while it doesn't hurt that much." I shrugged,turning off the blowdryer and sitting down on the floor,so Richie could bandage my knees more easily.

"Hey Y/N?" He asked.
"Yes Richie?" I replied.
"What are we?"

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SAM HERE LOLZIES

Anyways shirt chapter for today because umm,idk,I'm losing hope for this,cause like.

Goal 1: get over the movie plot ✔
Goal 2: Richie and Y/N dating ❌
Goal 3: make Y/N dissapear for a year or so ❌
Goal 4: Y/N is back ❌
Goal 5: no more spoilers ✔

BUT LIKE
UGH
IM SLOWLY LOOSIJG HOPE AND INTEREST IN THIS BECAUSE PEOPLE BARELY READ IT SO LIKE 😡😡

But fr I'm starting to loose hope for thsi fanfic lol