𝒎𝒐𝒗𝒊𝒆 𝒕𝒉𝒆𝒂𝒕𝒆𝒓 𝒅𝒂𝒕𝒆𝒔 (richiexben)

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Richie's POV:
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Two words. Well, one name. Beverly Marsh. What about her? She was great, sure. In fact, she was amazing. Too amazing. So amazing that Ben Hanscom was deeply in love with her, and everyone noticed. He wrote love poems for her all the time! Each on a tiny postcard, they were all really beautiful. You might be wondering what the problem with that is? The problem: I just so happen to like Ben. A lot. Maybe even as much as he likes Beverly... maybe more. But he could never find out, he would never like me back. It's not right for two boys to like each other, Henry Bowers made that clear. I think I'm sick, like I"ve gotten a disease.. is there a disease that makes you like boys? I don't think so. But if there is, I have it. I have it bad, because I really, really like Ben Hanscom---
"Hey R-R-Richie, whatcha d-daydreaming about over t-there?" Bill asked, smirking. Could he read minds? Hopefully not, that wouldn't be any good.
"Oh, you know, just my new girlfriend!" I said, grinning back at him. Bill was nice, we were close, but he could never find out.
"There's no way you have a girlfriend trashmouth." Eddie said, raising his eyebrows in suspicion. He should have known what was coming,
"Your mother is a great girlfriend Eds!" I yelled out.
"You know what.. thatissonotfunnyrichie--" I couldn't pay attention to the rest of what he said because sure enough, Ben strutted up beside Bill. He was sweaty like he had been running, and his eyes were filled with panic.
"What's u-u-up Ben?" Bill asked him, noticing his appearance too.
"Just Bowers, I don't know what he wants this time but he's angry with me again." Ben sighed, looking over at Eddie, "Why's he so angry?"
"Richie's made Eddie mad yet again." Stanley Uris rolled his eyes. I had totally forgotten Stan was here, he'd been looking at the sky for twenty minutes. Birdwatching I suppose. I never understood his weird hobbies.
"I did not!" I exclaimed.
"Oh it was definitley you asshole!" Eddie yelled back, his face turning a bright shade of red.
"W-whatever. I have t-t-to go, my m-mom will want m-m-me back home s-s-soon. S-stan, you're c-coming over tonight r-r-right?" Bill said, turning away from his angry best friend.
"Yeah, guess that means I'll be leaving too. Bye guys." Stan smiled, brushing off his shorts and getting up to get his bike. Bill following behind him.
"Bye Stan, my mom is probably going to want me home soon as well.." Eds said, hopping up beside Stan, "Bye Ben."
"What about me!?" I yelled as we walked away. Eddie turned around quickly, tossing up his middle fingers and then immediatley smiling, "Bye Rich!"
That left Ben and I alone. Together. I looked over at him. He was still waving at Stan, Eddie, and Bill.
"So.. haystack.." He turned to look at me, grinning. Ben was adorable when he smiled, he had the cutest dimples.
"What's up Richie?"
"W-would you uh.. care to accompany me to the movies? I heard 'Children of the Corn' is in theaters!" Damn it Richie, you sound like Bill.. he's going to say 'no' now--
"Sure.. but I'm not the best at horror movies so we better be sitting together."
"Oh.. yeah, of course! Uh.. you're gonna walk there?" I asked him.
"Could I ride on the back of your bike?"
"Y-yeah.. totally." Shit, now my face is red. I could feel the sweat dripping down my forehead, it wasn't even that hot out. He's going to notice something is wrong.. keep it together.
"Cool." Ben grinned once more, beginning to walk toward my bike. I stumbled, nervously running to catch up to him. Once we were both situated on the bike, I could barely keep grip of the handle bars. My hands were so fucking sweaty. Ben had one arm wrapped tightly around my waist, the other gripping my shoulder. His fingers dug into my shoulderblades, and I just knew that there was going to be a mark there later.. it didn't matter. I've got Ben Hanscom on the back of my bicycle, headed toward the theater, where we'll be sitting together..