𝐈𝐦𝐚𝐠𝐢𝐧𝐚𝐭𝐢𝐨𝐧 | f.w.

«Untitled»

richie

[ aged up : 16/17 ]

Y/N took a small sip of her coffee, typing away on her keyboard. She looked up, watching as the gentle breeze tossed the leaves through the outside air. It was truly a masterpiece. The winter air made her shiver, as the cold breeze contrasting with her warm skin. Y/N clicked her feet on the waxed tile floor.

She smiled, picking up her cup of coffee and pressing her lips to the side of the mug.

Y/N turned her head to the side when she heard the bell ring, signalling another person was walking through the door. She took in the imagine of him before he looked over to her.

Their eyes met and it was like a sparkler going off.

It was glorious, anyone watching would've noticed the sparkle in both of their eyes.

The man walked over to her small table. With a smile, he greeted her.

"G'day ma'am." He started, taking the seat across from her.

She smiled, placing the hot cup of coffee down on the table in front of her.

"I'm Y/N..and you?"

"Richard." He responded. "And your name is lovely..miss."

'Kiss me..' Y/N thought.

• ••

Y/N stopped typing, and she sighed, hearing the bell ring. She packed up her laptop and threw her backpack over her shoulder.

She exited the library, taking in a small breath at the sight of the crowd of students rushing out the door.

Today was a half day, of course all the students would rush out the door to start their slightly longer weekend.

Snow days were truly a great thing, weren't they?

As she made her way through the crowd, a few bumps here and there, she found herself heading towards the cafe.

She didn't bother throwing on a coat, though she regretted that decision.

She shivered on the way towards the coffee shop, keeping a strong grip on her computer case.

The bell ringed as she walked through the doors of the cafe. She smiled at the worker, and walked over to her normal seat.

Soon, she ordered her regular cup of coffee, with a bit of cream.

She relaxed before pulling out her laptop, ready to turn to her dreams.

She opened the lid of her laptop, letting the calm feeling take over her as she once again heard the bell on the door. Y/N took another sip of her coffee, ignoring the new customer.

She was a bit startled - of course - when he had come over to her.

What really made her eyes go wide was when she noticed it was the 'Trashmouth' himself.

Richard Tozier.

Of course, no one called him that - and know one knew why he didn't like the name Richard - it was shortened to the iconic 'Richie'.

She tilted her head at the boy.

"Sorry..was this seat taken?"

Y/N shook her head. "No, I just didn't expect..you, of all people."

Richie chuckled to himself, slipping his bag off his shoulders. He looked into her eyes for a hot moment.

"Y/N, right? I've seen you around school but..you don't really associate with our group, huh?"

Y/N paused setting her coffee cup down on the table.

"You guys seem happy with yourselves..I didn't-"

"Scared of me, huh?" He joked, and Y/N turned 50 shades of red...or was it 30?

No, they were shades of pink, dusting the area along her nose and cheeks.

He found it utterly adorable.

"So, what're you working on, doll?"

"Just writing.." Y/N responded, tapping her fingers along the solid table.

"Can I-"

"It's private." She cut him off, closing the lid of her computer.

He rolled his eyes and backed off a bit. "Okay, well..." He started.

"To get to the real reason I showed up here."

"That is?" Y/N pushed on.

"Will you go out with me?" He said bluntly.

"Is this some kind of dare?"

"To be honest, it was at first but, I backed out. So not now?" He sounded unsure of himself. "That is, what girl couldn't resist this?" He sat back and gestured to himself.

Y/N giggled for a moment. "Well, I suppose."

"Perfect. I'll pick you up at eight."

With that, Y/N was left alone to herself at the table. She finished her coffee and soon began working on her writing piece again. By the time the afternoon rolled around she headed back home, the only things on her mind were her date for tonight, and the title of her story.

•••

The two became the power couple of the school. You'd think the popular kids would be the power couples, but somehow, the introverted outsider, and the extroverted trashmouth became the couple everyone found themselves swooning over.

However, the two split in their senior year of high-school.

It was tragic for the both of them, and they both found themselves not getting over it.

They found each other in the same cafe in their twenties, and eventually found themselves falling for one another just like before.

Just like they had in her story.

Untitled was what she left it as, because she couldn't but a title on their type of love.

A/N

ok so this is stupid

i hate this

but

its an update so woop

this is so cringey

please don't kill me

i'd rather live than rot away in a casket but make sure my casket has memes on it if i die

ok goodbye

- Katiee <3

Now edited but fyi I now love this and I'm not gonna rewrite it