daddy issues|| richie tozier

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3rd pov

richie hated watching them. how he would hug her and kiss her and how she would kiss him all the time. it was like watching torture.

the group decided to go the park. well really just hang out on the benches but at the park. "i think that stanley is the only one with a girlfriend" bill said as he sat across from eddie.

"surprise surprise richie was smacking lips with another girl" beverly looked over at the flustered boy. "when did you see that?" richie raised his brow. "yesterday don't act dumb" beverly rolled her eyes.

"hey guys i found the ice cream truck" hayley jogged up to them with vanilla ice cream. everyone looked at her weirdly "what?"

"hayley it's freezing and your eating ice cream" richie scrunched his brows. "so?" she walked over to stanley and sat next to him.

"well give me some" beverly rolled her eyes, hayley laughed and bent over the table giving some ice cream to beverly. while that was going on the four boys looked at each other.

bill being bill spoke up though "hayley please sit down your going to give one of us boners" hayley scrunched her brows but then realized.

she sat down quickly and apologized. richie scratched the back of his neck and eddie coughed. "well this just got awkward" beverly moved uncomfortably in her seat.

"i think i'm going to get some ice cream actually beverly wanna come?" eddie stood up from the bench. beverly agreed and left with eddie.

"well then" hayley licked her ice cream. bill tapped his foot quickly on the floor watching her eat the ice cream. so did richie, he tapped his finger on wooden bench.

stanley pressed his lips into a straight line and tried not to stare. "oh my god!" bill grabbed the ice cream out her hands and threw it across the park. "BILL!" she stood up and looked at her now dirt filled ice cream on the floor.

"i did it for a good reason trust me" he sighed walking to eddie and beverly. hayley, now sad, sat on the bench falling onto the stanley.

"i miss my ice cream" she frowned. richie and stanley both started to laugh at how emotional she got from that.

"i'll get you a new one later" stanley rubbed her thigh. she smiled and nodded, on the other hand richie rolled his eyes.

he thought he does way better. he doesn't know what he is doing only richie tozier knows how to do it.

"stanley! help you know math and eddie doesn't know how much money he needs!" beverly yelled out from the ice cream truck.

stanley groaned and got up from the bench leaving richie and hayley alone. "you know if we are slick we can so make out right now without them even knowing" richie raised his brows as hayley looked at the kid.

"what the hell richie i have a boyfriend" she rolled her eyes. "so?" he shrugged and looked down messing with the end of his sweater. "so no" she was absolutely astonished about how dumb he was.

"when i was dating tori that didn't stop you that night" he brought that back up. "and those bruises aren't because of your hair" he scooted closer to her. her cheeks lit up as she remembered the markings he left on her collar.

she tugged up her sweater and turned her head to only realize how close he's gotten to her.

"richie no" she rolled her eyes but still not breaking connection. he moved his body closer to her only making her tense up more than what she already was.

"come over tonight" he slid his hand over her thigh. she glanced down at his hand but right back to his eyes. "i can't richie" she grabbed his hand taking it off her thigh.

"we are just going to watch a movie. that's it okay?" he slipped his hand into hers. she took her hand out of his "im not dumb" she crossed her arms. "just a movie" he leaned back so they weren't close anymore.

"yea only a movie my ass" she scoffed. "just come over and you'll see" he shrugged.

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"i can't believe i actually came over" hayley walked into his house. richie feeling successful smiling and throwing his fist into the air a bit while closing the door.

"so, movie right?" hayley stood there as he closed the door nodding. he looked down at her outfit and realized she was wearing his hoodie. a smirk grew upon his lips, "my hoodie?" he rose his brow.

she looked at the grey hoodie and nodded "yea, it felt appropriate" she shrugged. "so i can't kiss you right?" richie already knew the answer to that.

"no kissing no touching...but maybe cuddling" hayley crossed her arms and closed her eyes nodding. "aha! i knew i would crack you" richie, feeling more successful walked over and just hugged hayley.

"stop before i change my mind and leave" he quickly let go of her. he nodded quickly and walked over to the living room tv to find a movie.

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richies pov

hayley was passed out, she had her legs tangled in mine and was just cuddled up against me and honestly i couldn't ask for more.

i mean she didn't let me kiss her but this is a step closer.

i know she wouldn't stop me though, because come on it's me! hayley stirred a bit in her sleep and held onto me tighter. i smiled and ran my hand through her hair. i then noticed a hair tie in my hands, i looked down and noticed i took her hair down from her pony tail.

i panicked a bit because i know she doesn't like when someone messes with her hair when it's up. i tried to gather all her hair and tie back up but it didn't work so i did the next best thing.

i took a few strands and tied that up. she won't be able to tell, hopefully.

after a few minutes, she woke up. i removed my arms from her and let her sit up from the couch. she rubbed her eyes and looked around, "morning" i said.

she looked down at me and groaned falling back into place laying her head back on my chest. "okay.." i let out a small laugh. "what time is it?" she mumbled. i looked at the time on the wall "it's 9:10."

"oh shoot, i had to meet beverly at her house" she sat up fully this time. she ran her hand through her hair and scrunched her brows pulling out the hair tie.

oh fuck.

"did you take my hair down?" she asked looking at me. "no you did in your sleep" i protested. "mhm" she squinted her eyes and started to tie her hair back up.

"i have to go" she put her hands back down and sighed looking at me. "what? why!" i didn't want her to go. "because i have to go meet beverly" she leaned back into the couch.

"just stay here...you can tell her you went out" i shrugged, she rolled her eyes and glanced over at me. "where did i go that i couldn't come back home?"

"the club" she scrunched her brows "richie what the hell?" she shook her head with a small giggle following. "i like having you around" i got closer to her and i knew she knew what i was trying to do by the way she looked at me.

"i've heard that one before" she laughed a bit. "you drink right?" i rose my brow. she gave me that face the 'yes but i'm going to deny because i know what you are doing' face. "why?"

"maybe you would want some?" i stood up. she shook her head and closed her eyes. "nope" as if i didn't hear her and jumped over the couch to the kitchen opening the cabinet.

i pulled a wine bottle and two glass cups. i jumped over the couch again but this time landed right next to her passing her the glass cup. "i'm not drinking wine with you" her eyes glanced over the new objects i brought to her.

"why not?" i opened the wine bottle and poured myself some. "because i have to go" she sounded like a broken record. i looked over at her, looking at her empty glass, she sighed.

"only a little" she put her cup out. a smile grew on my face as i poured her some.

she took a sip "i have a boyfriend richie."

"yea i know that"