The Dream [ RICHIE TOZIER X FEMALE! READER ] (on hold-ish)

Chapter 4: fears

THIRD PERSON POV
( part 1 )
Y/N kissed him back, shortly after, she said "looks like Trashmouth does care about people," having a small giggle at the end. This caused Richie to smile, "yeah, I guess I do care for someone after all," he said. "Goodnight Richie," "Goodnight Y/N." Richie turned the lights off and they soon both went to sleep.

A new day

It had started raining at about 1 in the morning, Y/N had woken up at 4. Y/N found the rain to be peaceful since it wasn't that hard anymore lately. Y/N looked at Richie who was still sleeping, Y/N giggled. She noticed that he was still wearing his glasses, she quickly took them off trying not to wake him up. 'Success,' Y/n thought while getting out of bed. She quickly got dressed into a dress that was blue with three buttons, which she had to button up. The dress didn't cover as much than she expected, it actually went half way down her knees. She looked at herself in mirror, 'that latest in this time!,' she thought while smiling. She put on everything else she needed. She looked around with a feeling that she didn't know, (or lets just say she knows what it is but doesn't know what its called,) she went downstairs to make some breakfast, a simple breakfast to be exact. She looked at the clock that was on the wall, it read: 6:05. "I wonder what me and the rest of the losers are going to do today," she said to herself while getting the cereal from the cabinet. "More like who's doing who," a voice from the stairs said. She quickly turned to see that one and only Richie. Richie Tozier. Or as we know it, Trashmouth. "Looks like you're up and going aren't ya Richie?" Said Y/n, while trying her hardest to not blush. "Surprisingly. Yes. Yes I am," he said while getting him self an apple (talking about simple breakfast am I right?) Y/n laughed and finished her breakfast, quickly running out of the door forgetting about Richie. ((lmao rip)) Richie had sat his apple down on the counter, running to the door, "Y/n WAIT!!" He yelled trying to get her attention. No success. "Fuck," he said while going up the stairs. He already had his white shirt on. "Lets go to Hawaii," he said while putting the one and only Hawaiian shirt on. He quickly went to his garage and got his bike. Soon. But finally, he catched up with her. "What was that about Y/n? And why are y-" "FFF-FUCK!" Y/n yelled before she hit a tree. Richie quickly grabbed her arm, "Jesus Christ!" Y/n was breathing heavily before laughing. Richie gave her the 'what the fuck just happened' look, before Y/n stopped. "Ha! You should of saw the look on your face!" she laughed. "Yeah, its because I care for ya," he responded, looking around to see that it was just another day in Derry. Well, for the adults at least. But to the kids, different. The birds, wait no, the only bird, was chirping before took of flying. "I think we should go to Bills today," Y/N said breaking the silence. "Yeah, sure," he said, before pushing up his glasses off of the tip of his nose. Y/N and Richie started to cycle to his house. While going there Y/n looked at their surroundings. Beautiful. Well, at least to her. Richie didn't like the sun. "HELP!!" a faint scream yelled. Y/n and Richie heard it both, it was coming from the forest. They got off their bikes and quickly hid them behind a tree so no one will get them. Richie just straight up dropped his, while Y/n got the stand up. The screaming didn't stop, it was yelling things as "HELP!!" or "SOMEONE HELP ME!" This caused Y/n to start sprinting towards it. The screaming had gotten closer until, Richie stopped her saying, "Wait Y/n! What if its a trap?" "Richie this isn't a trap! This is someone or something in danger! We have to help!" she snapped back. This made Richie a little frightened, also making him to whimper a little. Y/n started sprinting again, this time Richie was really behind her. The screams continued and getting louder until it sounded like it was in front of them. They stopped sprinting and started walking slowly towards it. Y/n, looked over the place. She found something. Well, someone. Y/n rushed over to the figure, almost yelled out, "Holy shit what happened to you!" It was a boy. The boy had a white shirt on and a green coat that went over his shoulders. Richie quickly stood next to Y/n, holding her hand, tightly. The boy began, "where am I?" he asked looking at his surroundings. "You're in Derry. Derry, Maine." Richie said, scoffing at the end, which made Y/n the elbow his side. Richie groaned in pain as the boy on the ground stood up. "Im.. I," the boy laughed, "you're kidding right?" Y/n shook her head, "nope. Im Y/n and this is Richie." she said while pointing at each-other. "Hello, Y/n and Richie, Im Justin, but you can call me whatever you want to." 'Justin' said. Y/n couldn't help to notice that there was blood all over him. "Well.. Justin, would you like to meet Richie and the rest of our friends?" Y/n asked him. Justin nodded and started walking with them. On the way to get their bikes they were becoming more close with the new friend. Justin had said that he had killed this figure that was human like, but was extremely tall. After that, Richie told him about how most of the losers club saw this clown. Justin didn't believe it and said it was probably just their imagination. This caused Y/n to have a flashback to her encounter to what happened at her house. This made chills go down her spine, but quickly brushed the thought off. While the three of them got to the bikes, Richie suggested that they walked so they can see the surroundings well. The surroundings weren't that great but they were good. I mean, it was summer. It was warm, but not too warm. Just the way the losers liked it. It was a perfect day to bike. There were more birds chirping than what there was before. You could hear the creeks water splashing against the rocks. Lets see how this day will go.

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