《♡︎Scarier than Monday♡︎ Richie Tozier x reader》XIII.
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"So are we gonna be there soon?" y/n questioned tensely. Rich runs his fingers through his hair as he slightly chuckles. He looks at y/n meeting her eyes.
"Just a few minutes" he answered truthfully.
Y/n and Rich arrived at his favorite spot. It's beautiful, the trees there are full of colors, the grass is fluffy and soft, there is a little rivulet and around him, three big rocks, looking like chairs.
"Wow," says y/n in amazement. Rich giggles take her hand and lead her in the middle of it.
"This is it" beamed Richie.
"It's beautiful," y/n say truly.
"Soooooo....what now?"
"Well...there was something like 'where your favorite spot is....twenty step west..." she says. She looked around herself. "There is East...I think....the sunrise was there....so we need to go there" she pointed at the directions opposite of east and take twenty steps. "How was the next sentence?"
"Where tree his branches miss...WHAT THE FUCK IS THAT MEAN"
"I think this is it" she is standing in front of a tree without branches, just strain.
"Yeah I think it's-"
"HI RICHIE" shouted Stanley behind them. Y/n and Rich jump and scream.
"HOLY FUCKING GOD...you little motherfucker, piece of shit...fucking idiot...you scared the shit out of me" Stanley laughs at Richie's silliness.
"You numpty!!" Both boys look at y/n confused.
"I'm what?" Stanley ask.
"Numpty!? That means you are stupid"
"Oh wow thanks," said Stan with a chuckle, y/n join his laugh.
"So what are you doing here Stan the man?" Richie questioned. Stan gives his hand into his pocket, revealing blue paper.
"Someone gives me this into my locker" Richie takes the paper.
Richie, Richie is talking much,
but at this spot, he isn't rush.
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Meet me there at three p.m,
if you come, happy I am.
Sorry, I wanna tell,
making your heart melt.
"How did you know it's here?" Richie questioned the noodle hair boy.
"Well... first I won here our argument...because you didn't were in the 'mood' and second it was our all favorite spot" Stan answered honestly as he crossed his arms on his chest.
"It was true..."
"Yeah...yeah whatever makes you feel better," Stan says with a smirk.
"And....what the hell means 'melting your heart!?!" Richie ask. Stan takes the paperback from Rich.
"I think he/she just didn't know what combined with tell"
"Or maybe-"
"Oh, yu-you are here!!!" Bill said cheerfully as Richie start screaming again.
"Holy FUCK..." Richie yell.
"Co-come inside," Bill said. The three look at each other confused and follow Bill's instructions. They go after him to the hole in the ground, but it looks like input to some type of bunker. There is a light brown ladder, kinda looks dangerous, but who cares. First goes Bill after him Stan then Y/n and last Richie.
"If somebody fucking scared me one more...I swear I'll go fuck Eddie's mom...." he said as he climbs down on the ladder, ".....oh hi Eddie" added Rich with a smirk.
"I n-need tell you gu-guys something" Bill started. Everybody takes a seat. Ben next Beverly, next her take seat Mike, next Mike is Eddie, next him is Rich with y/n on his lap...I need to tell..it wasn't her decision and next to them Stan. Bill stands in front of everyone. And start his speech.
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