Losers' Club //Richie Tozier//

🎈74. 🎈

It's been a few days since the hurtful and thrilling day. I haven't left the house to go out by myself or with the losers. I usually stay alone if Isabelle isn't here. The only company I have is Dash.

"Yeah right." I said to myself as I looked down at my magzine. I read an article about natural beauty and how celebrities are all part of it.

My head shot up as I heard a knock on the door. I groaned as I stood up and walked over to it. I opened it and raised an eyebrow.

"Hi." Richie said quietly as he played with his fingers.

"What are you doing here?" I asked quietly.

"I'm here to apologize." He mumbled.

"I have a lot to do today-"

"Is that why you still have your pajamas on in the afternoon?" He asked.

"Bye." I said as I began to close the door.

"Okay... I'm sorry." He said as he put his foot in front of the door, "I went too far. I know I shouldn't have snapped at you like that." He said sincerely, "I just get really embarrassed when it comes to talking about shit like this." He said.

I licked my lips as I reached over and grabbed his hand. I pulled him in and closed the door behind him. I pulled him into my room and closed that door.

"Do you want to talk about it?" I finally spoke.

"I just want you to hold me..." he said honestly, We both laid down on my bed and I spooned him while dragging my hand through his hair gently. I kissed his cheek carefully before slowly caressing the fabric of his shirt on his chest, "Can I touch your butt?" He asked.

I rolled my eyes as I smacked his head, "you always have to ruin such a great moment." I said annoyed, "but give me a kiss." He gladly turned around and closed his eyes while puckering his lips. I leaned in and kissed him tenderly. He caressed my cheek with one hand as the other stroked my hair gently. I pulled away and smiled down at him. He laid his head back down on my chest and light dragged his finger tips up and down my arm, sending goosebumps through out my body, "Richie?"

"Yeah?" He mumbled as he began to fall asleep.

"If you ever try to humiliate me by using my sister or my mom Again, you'll regret it." I said softly as I stroked his hair.

"I won't ever do it again, I fucking promise." He mumbled lightly, "god... I like you so much." He mumbled under his breath.

A small smile crept onto my lips as small snores began to come out of his mouth soon after. I gently took off his thick glasses and placed them on my nightstand.

-

I couldn't sleep. How could I? He looked so peaceful and beautiful, I couldn't help but stare. The time seemed to go by quickly because soon enough it was getting dark and Richie needed to go home.

"I'll see you tomorrow?" He asked.

"Yeah." I smiled.

He kissed me on the lips before taking off on his bike. I watched him until he was out of sight before going back in.

"Mr. Patterson is one old fucking asshole." Isabelle said as she walked downstairs.