daddy issues|| richie tozier

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"hey lover boy" i called out to bill who was flirting with a girl. he looked over his shoulder and frowned. i couldn't hear anything they were saying but i did see, and i saw him kiss her cheek and walk towards me.

"did you forget about little ol me?" i raise my brow. "no, no how could i?" he put his hand on his mouth. i elbowed him and he quickly grabbed his stomach and crouched a bit.

i looked at him as he cried in pain, "i-i didn't mean to hit you that hard" i put my hand on his shoulder. he shook his head and laughed lightly "it's fine, i kinda deserved it anyway" he took a second but finally stood up straight.

"ready?" i asked, he nodded and we made our way to richies football game.

"so, has beverly said anything about me?" i smirked to myself when he asked me that. "why?" i put my hands behind my back as we walked. "just wondering you know" i looked over at him, he was now nodding his head slowly to the bands music.

"maybe i don't remember" i shrug teasing him. "wait what do you mean you don't remember?" he stopped walking, i didn't i kept going.

i shrug and push open the door, "are you coming or not?" i rose my brow. he groaned and jogged over and walked out the door. i walked behind him as we made our way to the bleachers. 

they were packed, full with people it wasn't just beverly bill and i today. we scanned the crowd until we found a certain red headed girl with a curly headed boy..oh and eddie.

they signaled us to come up, "come on i found them" i pointed bill to where they were. we walked up the stairs and passed people. i sat down next to stanley and beverly.

"hey" i smiled and kissed his cheek quickly. "did we miss anything?" i asked beverly. "uh only richie and some girl flirting oh and richie also getting pushed away from another girl. so no not really" eddie responded instead of beverly.

i rolled my eyes and laughed a bit, "typical richie" i look down at the field looking for richie actually. my eyes scanned over the players until they landed on a certain number.

13.

i felt my heart suddenly stop as i watched him put his helmet on. "beverly.." i don't take contact off the player. "yea" she turned her head to face me. "why is he here?" i broke contact to whisper that to her.

"13? yea he's a player" she shrugged. "how come i've never seen him play?" i looked at her, my heart pounded for some reason. almost like it was about to pound out my chest at any point.

"i didn't think it would be a big deal" she shrugged and turned back to talk to eddie again. i shifted back into my place on the bleacher and looked back down at the field.

"you okay?" stanley grabbed my hand. i smiled and nodded lightly putting my head on his shoulder. "okay" he kissed the top of my head.

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"eddie stop!" i yelled, he was poking my arm, viscously, as i held cheese fries and pizza in my hand for beverly and i.

"i'm not doing anything" he repeated his same actions and kept poking me. i groaned and tried to walk faster, "stop it!" i bit the inside of my cheek.

he poked me again and again and again, "eddie!" i turned around and bumped chest with someone. the food fell to the ground and so did i. "fuck" i said under my breathe, i wiped my hands off and looked up at the person.

"sorry" he put his hand out. i didn't take it though, i stood up on my own. "it's fine" i dusted off my jeans and looked away not wanting to make eye connection.

"you seem to be doing well" he laughed. i looked at eddie with a 'help me' face.

"oh! oh my gosh...uh...hayley...i need help" he said very fake like. i sighed and mentally face palmed. "you seem busy, nice seeing you again hayley miles" he smiled.

"lucas sinclair" i nodded quickly and walked over to eddie. he walked away, i immediately grabbed eddies ear and dragged him back to the bleachers by the ear.

"ow ow ow ow ow ow" he whined until we reached the bleachers stairs. i let go of him and looked at him with wide eyes "what was that!"

"what was what!" he lowered his brows, i bit my bottom lip and sighed "dumb ass that was lucas, like the lucas" i whispered so no one would hear.

his face dropped "oh, oh okay yea i see what i did" he nodded. i rolled my eyes, everyone then stood up and started to cheer loudly.

we both turned around and someone did a winning touchdown. (i am not educated in football at all) eddie and i walked down the end to see better, he took his helmet off and they all cheered him on.

i smiled and eddie and i clapped and cheered as well. richie glanced over the crowd until his eyes landed on me, i smiled and clapped giving a small wink.

he smiled towards me but was taken away from his group.

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"beverly" i walked into the living were she was watching tv. she put the volume down and looked over at me.

i leaned up against the wall "what's up buttercup?" she sat up a bit. i pushed out air with my cheeks and sighed "i have an important question" i crossed my arms.

she nodded slowly telling me to continue, "beverly, i have these feelings..but i don't know what they are" i bit my bottom lip.

"what type of feelings?....like for another guy" i hate that she knows me all to well. "yea.." i got off the wall and walked over to the sofa. i sat next to her and brought my knees up to my face.

"it's richie isn't it?" she rose her brow and shifted her body to face me. i rested my cheek on my knee and closed my eyes. i let out another big puff of air and nodded.

it was silent for a bit, i didn't care to open my eyes.

"babe listen, you and stanley are adorable, but i know it isn't what you and richie have," i opened my eyes "don't think i'm stupid enough to think that you burned yourself" my cheeks went red when she brought that up.

"what does that mean though?" i was desperate for an answer or something. "it's means...you're obviously in love with richie duh" she rolled her eyes.

i looked at her and broke down into laughter. i shut my eyes and held my stomach throwing myself back on the couch.

"oh- my gosh" i managed to say. "me! in love! with richie!" i couldn't even imagine..that.

holy shit.

i sat up quickly with my eyes wide fucking open.

"oh my gosh beverly" i turned to face straight once again.

"i'm in love with richie tozier"