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WE FELL IN LOVE IN OCTOBER~

RICHIEXMALE!READER

A/N:: Just to be safe, Richie in this fic is 16. There are some suggestive parts in this story that might not be suitable for a 12 year old Richie. No smut though, but still. Enjoy! :))

(Y/n) never came to terms with his sexuality. He was terrified of being gay from people like the Bowers gang or his parents. Still, he always had this soft spot for men. Ever since he got into horror movies, the main male characters always caught his eye. Now hes a junior at Derry High. Hes been in Derry for as long as he could remember and he didnt know why but he always fit with the popular crowd. Every female in school either wanted to mooch of his grades or wanted to be with him and his slightly toned abs. But, he never wanted any of the girls at his school, no matter how many of them were hot or how many times they all begged. Secretly, all he wanted was a kind boy. But, theres no gay men in Derry. Right?

One day (Y/n) was sitting in his Chemistry I class, focusing on an experiment, when all of a sudden he broke out of his focused state due to the teacher, quite loudly, telling everyone to pay attention to him. ¨Class, theres a new student joining us today. Please treat this boy with kindess and respect. Everyone, meet Richie Tozier!¨ After the teacher got done speaking, the door opened, revealing a boy. (Y/n) immediatly looked towards the door to see Richie properly. ¨Holy shit this guy is attractive. How does he get his hair to swoop like that?¨ Richie nervously ran a hand through his black, wavy, curls. After standing there awkwardly for a beat or two, he shuffled to the only empty seat, which was of course right next to (Y/N).

(Y/n)'s POV:

'Holy shit, hes coming this way. Okay, act cool and whatever you do, act straight.' I settled myself before Richie came and sat down nervously next to me. ¨Uhm, hey. Im Richie. Oh, wait y-you know that already. Is it okay if I sit here or should I just ask someone to move?¨ I felt bad that Richie was acting like no one wanted to sit with him. ¨Of course you can sit here! I'm (Y/n).¨ Richie smiled slightly and slinked down into the seat beside me, blushing softly. Thinking the conversation has ended, I went back to working on my experiment. I suddenly felt eyes on me. Was Richie looking at me? He couldn't be. I turn my head slightly to lock eyes with Richie. The black haired boy immediately looked like a deer in headlights, turning his head completely the other way, avoiding awkward eye contact. Why was Richie looking at me like that? He wasn't just observing what I was doing, he looked like he was in some sort of trance. I blushed and went back to my experiment. The rest of the hour went like this; Richie caught staring at me, leaving us both blushing messes, a small awkward talk would start but never finish, and finally those ¨look away and think about what just happened¨, type of moments. The hour finally ended and school was over in the blink of an eye. After opening my locker for the final time that day, a folded note fell out. I bent down and picked it up, extremely confused. Maybe it was just another love letter sent from one of my female study buddies. It wasnt. Opening the note I immediately recognize the name who signed it. Richie. Reading the note it said, ¨Meet me at the park directly after school. I need to talk to you about something. Come alone.¨ I slammed my locker shut and rushed out the front door of the school. Arriving at the park, out of breath due to running, I notice Richie sitting on a bench near a tree. I stood in front of him, making him look up from the book he was reading. ¨So, what did you need to talk to me about?¨ He pat the seat next to him, gesturing for me to sit with him. 

¨Uhm, I need to tell you something that you may hate me for. But, I cant keep this feeling in anymore. I like you, not in a friendly way but I like you more than a friend. Im so sorry for feeling this way, I know we just met. Its just, ever since I locked eyes with you in Chemistry, I fell instantly. Again, I know you probably hate me now, I just needed to get that off my chest.¨ I was dumbfounded, shocked. After his confession, a beat skips. I thought about what to do next. ¨I should just go I-¨ Before he could finish, I placed my lips on his softly. 

3RD PERSON

Richie kissed back instantly, placing a gentle hand on (Y/n) cheek. As the kiss became more passionate, (Y/n) pulled Richie onto his lap, entangling a hand into his new lovers hair. The two broke for air, their faces red with crimson. ¨So I take it you accept my confession?¨ Richie smiled, making (Y/n)'s heart instantly melt. ¨Of course! Ever since I first saw you, I knew I wanted you. So, does this mean were together now?¨ Richie nodded in excitement. (Y/n) smiled and lifted Richie off his lap. The new lovers walked hand in hand until they reached their seperate houses. The next day at school, they werent afraid of their sexuality anymore. Now, they walk together in the halls, holding hands. They even sometimes sneak quick kisses in the hallways and in class. Since (Y/n) was popular, his friends supported him, the females were jealous, and the Bowers gang left them alone. Shocker right? 

Word Count:: 966 Words

A/N: Im finally back! I hope you guys enjoyed this oneshot as much as I enjoyed writing it! I plan to make my oneshots longer but my writers block says no. :)