daddy issues|| richie tozier

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we are not even close like that.

is literally the only thing that rang in my head since last night. i mean he could of just said 'oh yeah that's fine' i mean stanley and i aren't even a thing.

He just kissed my cheek playfully.

yea. yea.

i was in my room tossing a tennis ball up and catching it. i did this for a while, just thinking about him and what he said.

i heard small rocks being thrown at my window, i looked over at my window forgetting the ball was in the air allowing it to smack me in the face.

i groaned and rubbed my face getting off my bed. i peered out my window to see richie...oh my gosh. i slid the window open and stuck my head out. "what?" i said harshly.

"let me come up" he simply spoke. i mean no one is home but i'm not just going to let him in. "no" i rolled my eyes. "please baby" he frowned.

"no, richie go home" i went to close my window. "please!" he whined. "oh my god! come up richie! come let's go climb up" i lifted my window up harshly and moved out the way.

he smiled and climbed up the window. my eyes widened when i noticed how messy my room was. fuck fuck fuck. i ran over to my clothes and pushed them under my bed. i closed my closet doors, and of all the papers in the drawers.

just in time for richie to plop in my room. "hey" he smiled, "hi." i kicked a bra under my bed and smiled. "home alone?" he asked and sat on my bed. "uh yea.." i walked over to the frame holding onto it.

"sex?" he asked and glanced over to me. "no" i rolled my eyes. "i'm joking....but if you want to.." he smiled and winked. "i'm good trust me" i walked in front of him sitting on the chair that was conveniently placed there.

"why are you here richie?" i asked and crossed my arms. "i was around here and i wanted to come see my girl" i'm not going to lie when he said that i got butterflies and felt my cheeks heat up.

"no..no i'm not your girl. supposedly we aren't even that close" he looked kinda upset remembering what he said. "so with that being said that front door works perfectly" i used my thumb and pointed to my door.

"let me stay a little longer please? i didn't mean it" he stuck out his bottom lip. i let my arms fall to the side of me as i watched richie with no emotion.

"why? stanley is coming over" he wasn't, was the thing.

"oh. i didn't know that" me neither boy.

"yea now you do, so go" i shooed him off with my hand. "no" he said firmly taking me off guard, how you going to-and then try to- little cunt.

"what?" i said with a small chuckle. "I don't want to leave maybe i'll just get comfy" he got up pulling the sheets off my bed.

i got up "hey what are you doing?" i put my arms on his waist pulling him back. "making myself comfy babe" he pulled me around to the front of him. "no you are not, you're leaving" i pushed him back.

"why? for stanley, maybe i should prepare the bed for your sex" he seemed pissed. "richie no we aren't going to have sex-" he turned and snapped at me "then why are you dating him!"

woah there partner calm the fuck down. "richie want some water?" i asked sitting him down on my bed. "yea, and i want a fluffy pillow" he suddenly turned into a four year old. "okay okay, lay down i'll get you your stuff" i told him softly, he nodded and laid down.

i walked back slowly and walked out my room. what in mother nature was that? he literally went from the hulk to a child in a matter of two seconds. i skipped down the steps into the kitchen grabbing a glass cup and filling it with tap water.

i placed that down and turned the water off, i don't even know why he is here.

i brought the water up to my room opening my door and he was still there. "here" i placed it next to him. he sat up and drank some holding a pillow.

(13 going on 30 who?)

i sat down next to him and kinda just watched him drink the water in complete silence. "are you okay now?" i asked him.

"yea i'm fine" he looked at me now putting the cup down. "okay, because i don't know what just happened to you" i giggled a bit.

"your giggle turns me on" he said with a groan and throwing himself back on my bed. "thanks?" i scrunched my brows not sure what to say to that.

"you're welcome" he put his hands behind his head. "i have to clean the kitchen you want to help?" i asked him getting up from my bed.

he swung his long legs over my bed and got up "sure."

-

"richie you ass hole" i used the cup filled with water and poured it on him. "hey! i told you it was on accident!" he pointed to me who was also soaked with water.

"yea accident my ass, you poured it right on top of me" i roll my eyes. "you look really hot though" he smirked.

"yea i know duh" i roll my eyes and put the cup in the sink. i hate the feeling of having wet clothes. it always bothered me how it stuck to my body.

"here" i passed richie the cup, he dried it and put it in the cabinet. "other than the floor we are good with the kitchen" i said and turned the sink off.

"where's your mom?" he asked me.

"work" i lied like usual.

"oh," he nodded "i'll take care of the floor go shower" he smiled. a small smile took place on my lips and i nodded lightly.

i really do wish i can tell someone about my family. but i feel as if i do it will only get worse. like they'll try and help but end up only making it worse. then i feel as if, i keep it in im only hurting myself.

i mean i could tell richie, but i barely know him anymore. i wish we never stopped talking, he was my best friend, i loved the kid. i would of told him back then for sure but things only got worse now, not then.

i grabbed my towel and past the stairs seeing richie actually mopping the floor. he looked lost though, like he didn't know how to work a mop. i leaned on the railing and watched in amusement. he put the mop on the floor and tried to move it around, but it only splashed the water around on the floor.

he got annoyed to a point where he took the stick and tossed it to the floor....it broke. he looked scared and got on the floor picking up the now broken sticks. i giggled and shook my head getting into the shower.

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"so he never was actually coming was he?" richie asked at the door. i shook my head lightly and pursed my lips. "then why lie?" he raised a brow.

"brings more excitement " i shrug, he looks at me with a goofy grin. "yeah i guess it does" he nodded. we stood in this silence that killed.

i kinda felt like he wanted to kiss me, i hope not. i mean i do wish but nevermind.

"i'll see you at school?" i gave a toothless smile. he nodded and turned around walking down the steps of my house. i leaned my head against the door and watched him go down the stairs.

"hey!" i yelled back at him. he turned his head "i'll see you later fine lad" i smiled.

"may the light reunite us ma'lady" he remembered. he turned back around and walked off. i smiled and closed the front door.

i couldn't get the stupid grin off my face the whole night.