Once Beverly got home from one emotional roller coaster but yet an enjoyable day out, she laid down in her bed and sighed. Her father wasn't home yet, he had to take the late shift but she could assure you he is calling ever 10 minutes to make sure she's home and no boys are over. He'd be home at 11pm, but it was only 7:30pm by now. Bev could go back out and see if Richie is still walking, but she figured she wouldn't. Derry had a time curfew for a reason, of course the losers only knew the true reason why. But they had defeat it, (or they had thought.) but Beverly wasn't taking chances, since her dreams of seeing IT again but as adults, the fact they were adults in her dreams didn't bother her she still wasn't taking her chances going out past curfew, whether or not richie did, wasn't her problem.
Beverly lived further from any of the losers, she lived in the apartment buildings, almost on the other side of town. This side of town wasn't very busy, as a bunch of old people lived in these apartments besides maybe 2 , and Beverly's apartment was 1 of the 2.
Beverly thought of things she could do til her father got home or until she got tired and just passed out, but she couldn't stop thinking about him. Trash mouth. Richie. Richie Tozier.
Bev got up and turned on the radio and sat back down on her bed and decided to flip open her laptop, going into a messaging site that most of the losers did own, it's how they contacted each other of course, and decided to talk to richie there because she wouldn't be able to do anything until she got to talk to him once more today. She texted richie telling him to stop by her house if he was still out or didn't mind leaving his house to come down, at least just until it was an hour until her father was returning. Or even just for 20 minutes, Beverly just wanted to see richie again and if he said he couldn't she could swear she was going to cry. Bev has never felt this way, at least not since when she first fell for bill, but somehow it was the same as when she fell for bill, but very different at the same time. The things she did physically like wanting to see him all the time she did with Bill but mentally, she felt different. She shrugged and tried to ignore the fact her chest was aching and it was starting to give her a slight headache. She popped some Advil and said fuck it just hurry your ass over here Tozier, he had seen the message 10 minutes ago but didn't reply so she had to assume that was his way of saying he's on his way. She was right, he pulled into the side of the apartments with his bicycle and came up to her apartment door and he didn't even have to knock, she opened the door immediately.
"Hey bev" richie smiled and Beverly welcomed him in. If only it was just as easy to welcome him into her heart. She refused to believe she had feelings for Richie.
"Why'd you want me to come over so bad? Did your sink explode with blood again like Eddies moms vagina on Halloween or like did a spider come down and you need the biG MAN to kill it for you darling or-" Beverly pinched his ear to shut him up
"AY AY AY THAT HURT" richie squeaked, Beverly laughed a little
"I just felt a little lonely, my father doesn't get back til 11pm and I wanted some company." Beverly have a faint smile
"Or you just missed me too much" richie winked and got closer, he was joking though, it was in the tone of his voice. But Beverly didn't feel like he was joking deeper down.
"N-...no. I wouldn't ever have feelings for a nerd like you Tozier" Beverly gave a small, probably fake, or just a nervous laugh and punched his shoulder and he gave off a laugh too.
"Well, what do you want to do?"
Beverly wanted to fucking have a hot steamy make out on the couch, but of course she'd keep that to herself. If her dad ended up coming home early he'd wouldn't hit her as hard for having a guy in the house, he'd kill her for being caught lips to lips with a guy ON THE COUCH.
"We could just watch some movies?" Beverly shrugged, she was a little red and nervousness was in her tone since the making out with Richie image remained in her head. It's not like they've never made out, heck they've went further than making out.
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(A/n: don't attack me for "they went further than making out" because it's a fact. In the book, Beverly, AS A YOUNG TEEN, had sex with all of the losers.)
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"Or we could make out in your bedroom and blast music" richie grinned, as Beverly didn't notice she was thinking out loud by whispering to herself when she thought of the making out thing.
"What if my dad comes back early richie? He'd fucking kill me, and he'd kill you too. My dad wouldn't even like me near another guy." Beverly looked out the window, no one was there just she was nervous of getting caught
"We'll be fine, we'll ditch the music cause then if he does come back early we'll hear his car pull in and I'll go through your window, it's down low and in the back so he wouldn't see me at all." Richie put a hand on her hip for reassurance that she could trust him, Beverly haven't even made out with bill at her house, she hadn't had any guy in her house ever since they cleaned up her bloody bathroom. Richie was the first guy to even step foot in her house, by them self, plus it was Richies first time in her house really cause when they cleaned her bathroom with her, Richie kept watch outside.
Beverly softly pressed her lips against Richies as showing him she trusts him, and saying yes to Richies plan. He kissed her back just as soft, and slowly managed to get Beverly in his arms so he could bring her down to her bedroom, shutting the door behind him. Laying her on the perfectly made bed. The room smelt of cigarette smoke but an overpowering smell of sweet perfume.
Richie didn't mean just a make out, he wanted a little more. But he was sure Beverly did to. And she did. But not like any other time, more romantic. Richie wasn't much of a romantic guy, he rolled his eyes whenever he seen the soft sex scenes in movies or the sweet soft make outs, or cutesy dates or gifts. He gagged at it even. But with Beverly, he didn't gag or roll his eyes it's what he wanted to do with her. He wanted to make love to Beverly, he wanted to bring her cutesy gifts and set up romantic dates. But of course still crack dick jokes and of course be the basic Trash Mouth he was, he wouldn't change much, but he would for beverly. Jeez, if bev told him to jump off a cliff he probably would.
Richie left kissed along Beverly's neck and collar bone as he put his hands on her hips, and looked up at her, his eyes were filled with something, but Beverly couldn't put her name on it but she liked it. She smiled.
"God richie, you're more attractive than you think" she whispered , not noticing she was thinking out loud again.
"I think that's the best joke you've ever told bev" richie rolled his eyes. He didn't think he was attractive even if he would act as if he was a narcissist almost daily. Before Beverly could say anything back he pressed his lips against hers, more passionately this time, then pulled away a little after to speak.
"Hey bev?" Richie whispered in her ear while nipping at her neck, she squirmed a little under him and made a "mmm?" noise. He didn't know if she was saying "what" or moaning but he didn't mind either. It was probably both.
"Whenever you feel lonely when your home alone, or even just out and about by yourself, or even if your in a crowd of people but you get the feeling of being alone call me over ok? I don't care if it's risky, or embarrassing and stuff. I don't want you to ever be alone. I want to be here for you, since you and bill broke up it might get a little lonely for you sometimes"
Beverly felt a few tears welling up in the corner of her eyes.
"Richie-"
"You'll never be alone, Beverly. You'll always have me even if all the others leave I'm never leaving your side. Even if you move thousands of miles away, I'd drive those miles just to be your company. I don't care if we're fucking 70 I will keep you company bev." Richie gave her a soft smile. Beverly knew richie had a soft side but she never knew how to get to it.
Tonight she got it.
"I'll make this night one to remember."
And the night was only just beginning for Beverly. Not the fun they were about to have, but almost like, a new life beginning.
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A.n: hi yes I won't be writing out actual smut for this cause people will attack me for saying "THEY'RE 14!!!"
Yes they're 14. But they have had sex at 11-14 in the book. Just I'm not comfortable writing it out like Stephen kings did. Any negative comments will be deleted and you'll get blocked.
