Y/Ns POV

It's been a few days since me and Richie have spoken. It hurt me so badly. Today I decided to go out. The arcade, I thought, that'll take my mind off him. I put on a nice outfit and headed out. When I reached the arcade I saw a familiar face playing street fighter. Richie Tozier. He saw me. "Y/N!" He shouted as he approached me. "Look, I'm sorry I ran off. But are you, you know, like him?" He asked. "No. I'm his daughter, sadly, but I don't eat children. I'm lucky that I don't. I also can't shape shift like he can." I responded sadly. "I'm guessing you told everyone" I said sadly. "What? NO! I wouldn't dream of it. Because I like you. And Bill punched me and now no-one is talking to me." I felt bad now. Wait, he liked me? "Hold up, you like me?" He shifted slightly then looked down "yeah" it was mumbled and I could barely hear it. "What? Sorry you were mumbling". "Oh" he said then inhaled and looked at me as he continued "I like you alright. I always have. That night at my house when you kissed me, I felt like my heart was going to beat out my chest. When I ran away I cried because I had no-one to hold me or talk to. You always made me feel better and I I I... I love you" he said loudly then instantly went red and looked down. I pulled his chin up and looked into his beautiful brown eyes. I placed a tender kiss on his lips then started to talk. "I like you too. I've been hiding it because I thought you'd hate me if you ever found out about my dad" I explained. He instantly pressed his lips against mine. It was an amazing kiss. He pulled away and smiled "you can live with me, away from him. And yes I think that your dad being a clown is creepy as fuck I know that I can't live without you." I loved him. He was so sweet. "I'd love to" I said as I kissed him again. It was perfect. Until Bill came in. "It got Beverly" he said. "Oh god"