~Stay cute, stutter king.~ ((Bill Denbrough x OC reader))

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I just wanna add some light to Amy and Richie's beautiful friendship so here.

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       "Bill tongued you?!?!" Richie screeched. We were sitting in his treehouse, just talking. I whacked him on the arm, wrinkling my nose.

    "Ew, no! I said he kissed me. There's a difference...." I huffed looking down, trying to ignore the heat rising to my cheeks. He gasped.

    "Do you know what this means!??!??" He screamed, grabbing my hands. I shrunk back a little.

    "Um...huh?" I asked, raising my eyebrows at him. He leaned closer to me. His amount of excitement clearly the same as a small kid. He sighed.

     "Billy boy is gonna get laid before meeeee...." he groaned. I screamed, and starting whacking him repeatedly, my face as red as a fire engine. He kept talking, even though I kept hitting him. "OOOH~ Bill~!" He moaned mockingly. I shoved my face in my hands, my cheeks burning.

"SHUT UP, RICHIE!!" I puffed up my cheeks, as Richie was cracking up. He started to tickle me.

"No children, though, I'm not uncle material~" he laughed, lightly pinching my sides, making me giggle uncontrollably.

"You'd be a great uncle, Richie." I said, ruffling his hair. He huffed, fixing his glasses.

"Well, I guess I could teach them about porn." He said, tapping his chin. I snorted, shoving him lightly.

"Yeah, you could..." I smiled. Richie smiled back.

"Come here, Cheney." He said, holding his arms out. I happily layed my head on his chest. He put his arm around me, and rested his hand on my head, playing with my hair. "I love you, Amy." He said. I smiled.

"I love you too, trashmouth."

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           After I waved Richie goodbye, I started home, walking past Neibolt on the way. I stopped. I turned my head towards the house. I must've been staring for at least 30 minutes. I shook my head, and kept walking, waving at Mike when I passed his shop. I got back home, and plopped down in my couch. Will everything just get better from here...? Will we just be normal...act like it never happened...? I don't know if I can do that....
      The sun started to set outside my window, and I stared almost lifelessly at my ceiling. I had been thinking for hours. The doorbell rang. I jumped up, smacking my head lightly to wake myself up. I walked towards the door and opened it. Bill stood before me, a fistful of dandelions in front of him. His face went red, and the left corner of his mouth twitched up in that cute half smile that I knew him for. He held the flowers towards me, laughing sheepishly.

     "I wanted to g-get you some from th-th-the flower sh-shop, but it was closed, suh-so I just puh-picked up whatever I could find..." he said, his face red from embarrassment. I laughed, and happily took the flowers.

     "Thanks, Bill." I kissed his forehead, making him go even darker red. "So...uh, what's up?" I asked, quickly putting the flowers into a small vase. He cleared his throat.

        "Well...uh...I...I was w-walking to the store, and-and I suh-saw a poster for a fuh-fireworks show t-tonight.... I just wuh-wanted to know if...if you want to come with me?" He asked, his face still red. I laughed at his adorable embarrassed state.

       "Of course I'll go with you!" I said, flinging my arms around him. He laughed, yet it was more of a laugh of relief than a laugh of joy.

      "Well...let's go."

((Should I make the date chapter song based?))