Lovely Loser (Richie Tozier X Reader)

Hey Bitch

Richie's POV

I'm not excited. I've been thinking about what Bill said. Don't p-p-play with girls emotions. It'll end b-badly. Man, he really stuttered. Okay, I'm scared about the playing with girl's emotions part. (Y/N) is going to kill me I tell you. I am screwed. I'm going to have to defend myself. Bill and Ben are going to be too busy mourning over Beverly, Eddie and Stan are too weak, and Mike doesn't go to school. This day is going to be a train wreck. I hear my alarm clock go off. I look over at the time and see the time says 6:00 a.m. I've been laying awake in bed with my thoughts for an hour. A. fucking. Hour. Jesus Christ. I could've been getting ready for school! Actually, I probably wouldn't. I'd probably try to get more sleep. But not today NOPE. I walked downstairs to see a cereal box on the table with a bowl and a spoon in it. I'm not hungry so I decide not to eat. I look down at my feet to see I slept in my clothes. That's a good start to the day. Less for me to do in the morning. I grab my backpack and walk out to the garage and hop on my bike and start pedaling. "All hell is going to break loose today." I mumbled to myself.

"Damn right it is." A voice behind me said. I couldn't recognize the voice since my thoughts had been screaming at me. Was it (Y/N)? I bet you twenty dollars it is. I slowly turned my head to see a familiar face.

"Eddie!" I say. Eddie biked up next to me.

"Rich, you're going to die today." Eddie said, I think I heard a chuckle in his voice.

"I know Eds." I say as I shake my head. Bill must've told Eddie what I told him. Bill and Eddie are best friends so I'm nowhere near surprised. I was planning on telling Eds anyway.

"Don't call me Eds," Eds said. "But I'm not going to be the one defending you when (Y/N) decides to kick your ass." I roll my eyes at his comment.

"I didn't suspect on you protecting me Eds. You're too delicate." I say, trying to sound like his mother. I seem to be succeeding by the look on Eddie's face.

"You sound just like my mom," He growls.

"Well your mom and I do hangout a lo-" I say but am quickly cut off by the sound of a school bus passing by. Eddie sighed in relief as I quietly laughed.

We soon arrived at the school minutes later. Eds and I put our bikes into the bike rack and head to the main entrance. Eddie can obviously see how I look like literal death because he's looking at me funny. "You okay Rich? You're pale," He says. I look over at him with the Really? I didn't know that! face. Of course I was being sarcastic. "Paler than usual." Eddie corrects himself after I look at him.

"Well I'm having a panic attack this time." I say as my heartbeat increases. Eddie looks at me surprised and takes out his inhaler.

"Need this?" He asks. I shake my head as he shrugs and puts it back in his fanny-pack. I chuckle lightly as I watch him do this.

"This is your room Eds," I say as we rear his homeroom.

"Yeah, bye Rich." Eddie says as he walks into his homeroom. I walk to my homeroom, head looking at my feet when someone bumps into me. Greta.

"How's it going Trashmouth?" She greets me. I wave at her and smile.

"It's good," I lie. She doesn't notice which is fantastic. "how about you?"

"Good as well," She says. The two of us make our way to our homeroom and sit in our spots. My mind is racing with thoughts and I can feel my heartbeat in my throat. The pounding from my heartbeat rang in my ears like bells. God. Today was going to suck.

"Richie, you're fine." Stan said to me. The two of us were in the library eating lunch.

"She's going to fucking kill me." I repeated. I slowly looked over to Stan who was shaking his head slowly.

"It was just a peck on the cheek! Nothing more." Ben said as he walked over to us with a book. I groaned and hid my face in my hands.

"But (Y/N) was standing right there!" I slammed my palms against the table. Stan jumped slightly at the sudden movement.

"Jesus wh-what did I walk into?" Bill stuttered as he walked over to us.

"Richie is going insane." Ben said, not looking up from his book. Bill looked at Ben, than at me. Bill sighed and sat at our table.

"Richie you're g-g-going to be fine." Bill assured me. I didn't believe him.

"Easy for you to say! You weren't the one getting kissed on the cheek by a girl you don't like, in front of the girl you do like!" I snapped at Bill. Bill fiddled with his hands for a couple of seconds and looked at me.

"R-Richie. If (Y/N) likes you, she'll understand." Bill said to me. I stared at him, he was being cheesier than usually.

"I seriously doubt that." I replied, crossing my arms. Bill looked at Ben for help, but he was buried in his book. Than Bill looked at Stan for help, he just shrugged.

"You're s-so st-stubborn Richie."

"I know."

"Can't you j-j-just take my word for it?" Bill's eyes stared into mine. He looked tired. Tired of my bullshit that is. Bill also looked concerned. Did he actually mean it? Would (Y/N) understand if I told her? Maybe, maybe not. She's as stubborn as a mule. Her and I have that in common. That's one of the many reasons I like her. Damn.

"You should just take his word for it." A familiar voice said as they plopped down next to me. It was Eds Kaspbrak.

"Were you listening the entire time?" I asked. Eds nodded in response.

"Jesus." I said.

"My lord and s-saver." Bill quickly said and all of us chuckled. Than after a few minutes of laughing we heard the library door swing open. The table we were sitting at was next to the door so we could hear everyone come in. I didn't think much of it but I heard a familiar voice. A voice I could never forget. A voice to such a wonderful person. A voice that belonged to non other than (Y/N).

"Hey bitch,"