"you're so small." as if to prove his point, louis squeezed harry tightly in his arms, and harry just scrunched up a little bit, snuggling his head impossibly farther into louis' chest. "my pretty paper doll." and when louis squeezed him again, placing a shaky, yet warm kiss on harry's cold forehead, harry felt his heart feel that way again, he felt love. a soft flutter, that even the most self control in the world couldn't stop. he loved louis. he loved him even though he didn't want to, he really didn't. okay, maybe a little. *** 1ST PLACE IN THE HOLIDAY 2014 BROMANCE AWARDS FOR FAMOUS LARRY STORIES. #2 in Fanfiction #1 in One Direction

➳ Richie and Eddie are assigned as cabin mates for the reopening of Derry Summer Camp ➳ Richie wants to hook up with girls and Eddie just wants to survive through camp without getting hurt ➳ Somehow pretending they're a couple helps the both of them. ➳ oh and kids are dropping like flies around them [side pairing: jyatt] {inspired by my larry book playing gay} HIGHEST RANK: #22 in FANFICTION #88 in BXB -ongoing- started: september 13, 2017

Richie Tozier has his whole life figured out. He has his gang, known as the losers club, he is the quarterback on the high schools football team and practically every girl in the school wants him. Richie had no troubles...until the new boy joined.

richie added eddie, el, and +9 more to the chat. richie: strangers club, meet the losers club. get along pls n thank [st/it texting] [ranked #1 - reddie]

BRUISED | ❝stay soft, eds. it looks beautiful on you.❞ It's 1993 and the summer from many years ago is dead and gone. Many have drifted apart from the Losers club and its at the point where there is no club at all. The atmosphere is cold just like the winter months and the only blushes to be found are the ones that are caused from the piercing spikes of cold that heat skin up. Being a teenage boy is hard; especially for the two boys that now count each other as strangers. In which both boys make a plan, but both disrupt each others. ©angeIbug [ HIGHEST RANK ; #14 in Reddie ] [ I also just want to say rn that this fic is quite cringeworthy at times and there are mistakes!!!! But thankyou for your continuous support on this book:) ]

"pretty mama sews, stitches in all your bitches broken hearts" - Eddie was weaving sweet flowers' stems into each other. Flower after flower. Soft little daisies that glided against Eddie's fingertips. He stopped and looked at the view in front of him, his feet dangling off the edge carefully. Eddie peaked at Richie and noticed the way his hair was unbrushed and greasy. It was very unruly. He noticed the way his rosy lips took a long a drag of the cigarette that was pressed between his thumb and pointer finger and the way his denim jacket sat loosely on top of his broad shoulders. He must have gotten a size too big. His sneakers were always the same ones. The same old Vans that were all torn. His freckles were growing grey as the sun was slowly setting. One of his knees was brought up to his chest. Eddie noticed the way Richie's eyes were fixated on the setting sun. He was fucked up. Eddie knew, Richie told him. He hasn't gotten any sleep in the past 3 days, his humour was slightly fading because of that and weed or cigarette smoke was escaping out of his mouth instead of silly, inappropriate comments. But it was okay. Eddie liked the silence anyway. Though he did wish it was substituted with loving, tender words. Eddie smiled and his hands found they way back to the crown on his lap. He was almost done, just tying the ends. "Rich?" he softly said, and Richie turned around to meet his gaze. He took the flower crown and placed it on the boy's head. Richie grinned and took one of the left over flowers from Eddie's bunch and tucked it behind Eddie's small ear. His hand lingered there for a while and then dropped. He shifted his numinous stare back to the setting of the bright colours melting into each other. Eddie smiled. He had two of his favourite things in the world. Flowers and Richie. But what Eddie didn't know was how his sweet Richie, the same Richie who had been putting stupid flowers in Eddie's locker, was fucking bitches behind his back.

Richie Tozier x Eddie Kaspbrak Richie didn't expect to fall for the small boy at the counter while stealing cigarettes. "I'm not allowed to hang out with trash like you. Trashmouth." Song: why didn't you say that - the lemon twigs Song: falling for u - peachy

━━ ❛ eddie, fucking two - left feet, kaspbrak! ❜ ❛ shut up and twirl me, tozier. ❜ reddie it 2017 au © 2017 ramostozier

" I've never fell in love , I've saved those feelings for you . " ▼in which eddie kaspbrak and richie tozier follow each other on instagram .

a coming of age story.