-Richies POV-
Something felt different today. The air seemed clearer. Everything felt just... different. But I went about my day as usual. 3 days ago we got out of school so luckily I get to sleep in now. Around 11:48 I get up, throw on some clothes, grab some toast and run out to my bike (all before my parents can see me). I begin biking around mindlessly with no real destination. A couple minutes later I find myself at the well house.
Why the hell am I here? This is dumb, I shouldn't be here.
But I sit down anyway, letting my memories play. After zoning out for god only knows how long, I hear the long grass rustling outside. The footsteps are getting nearer, I'm getting more freaked out.
Jesus, what the fuck is out there....
My heart is starting to pump out of my chest.
"Y'know I'm not even sure if he's here."
I know that voice, it's just Stan. Two shadows appear in the doorway. Two? I can't tell who the other silhouette belongs to..
"Richie" the second voice gasps. I knew exactly who it was.
"Holy shit.... is it really you? E-eddie..?"
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Lost Boy||Reddie {completed}
Fanfiction"It has been over a year and a half since I've seen him... I needed to know he was okay." *ps none of this is meant to be sexualization, they're like 16/17 in this*
