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Distraction | richie tozier

>> gif credit to @/f--o--r--e--v--e--r on tumblr <<

fandom | It: Chapter One

character | (17) Richie Tozier

requested | @/piercetheholyklare on tumblr

warnings | Swearing, slightly angsty

word count | 1,267

keys | (Y/n) = Your name

summary | hI!!! IVE READ ALL YOUR WORKS AND I ENJOYED IT!!! yOURE REALLY COOL. Can you do a Richie Tozier X Reader?? where the reader loves richie but he doesn't know and THen richie got a new girlfriend and the losers didnt like her?? and the reader's like avoid richie and then BAM richie realizes he loves the reader and FLUFF idk im bad with these

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You grabbed your backpack and hung the strap on your shoulder, groaning as the heavy bag made you lose your balance. After slowly grasping the desk, you slipped on the other strap. It made you feel dizzy as you walked out of the class, your pounding migraine not helping in the slightest.

You slowly walked to your locker. The voices around you seemed to be magnified by a million and your locker had to be at least ten feet miles away. Using all of your might, you dragged your feet across the hallway. You kept your eyes down, fearing that if you looked up, you'd see the one thing that broke you down. You swallowed and opened your locker. After closing it, you couldn't help it. You had to look up. Although after you did, you regretted it so much.

There he was. There she was. There they were. The most talked-about couple at Derry high school. Richie Tozier and... and her. You couldn't even bear to speak her name. He was kissing her, very passionately might I add. Her hips were placed firmly in his hands, bringing her as close as she could get. Her hands were wrapped around his neck, dragging him down to her height. You could already feel tears brimming. You swallowed the lump in your throat and shut your locker, fighting the urge to walk over there and scream at both of them.

"(Y/n)! There you are! I've been looking everywhere for... (Y/n)?"

You looked up and wiped the fresh tears from your eyes as quickly as you could.

"Oh... Hey Beverly. What's up?" You asked, pretending that nothing had happened. She glanced down the hall and sighed. She wrapped you in her arms without saying anything. Truth be told, nothing needed to be said. She knew exactly what was wrong. She knew that every time you so much as looked at either of them, you wanted to just curl in a ball and never move again. It was understandable though. You had been crushing on Richie since you were 12 years old.

"You know what you need? Some quality time with friends! We're going to the quarry after school and you're joining." She said. You sighed.

"Beverly, I really don't-"

"Nope! You're coming and that's final!" She said and grabbed your hand. You groaned as she pulled you to the familiar Chevy. She opened the back door and forced you in.

"Hey, Bill." You muttered and pulled on your seatbelt. Beverly hopped into the passenger seat and smiled.

"To the quarry!" She shouted. Bill glanced at your sulking figure.

"Let me guess. You h-had a run-in with she-who-mu-must-not-be-named?" He asked. You grunted and he took that as a yes. You closed your eyes and leant your head against the window. Hopefully, your friends will be the distraction you need.

>> timeskip <<

"Knock him down (Y/n)! Knock him down!" Beverly shouted. You laughed and pushed Stan's arms, trying your best to get him off of Ben's shoulder. Stan's face was wet and bright with laughter, something you didn't get to see very often, so you took pride in the fact that you were part of the reason. You gave a final shove and screamed in triumph as Stan finally fell back.

"Ha! In your face Stanley!" You shouted. His head bobbed above the water with a smile and his signature eye roll.

"Whatever (Y/n). I totally let you win!" He said. You shrugged with a smile but gasped when he yanked your hand, making you fall off Bill's shoulder. You rose and wiped the water from your eyes.

"You're such a sore loser!" You shouted with a laugh. He gave an innocent smile and began to float on his back. You scoffed and splashed him with water. He smiled and splashed you back, his wave slightly larger than yours.

"Do you really wanna go there with me, Stanley?" You asked. He smirked and splashed you again.

"Oh, it is so on!" You shouted and splashed him back. Soon enough, everyone began to splash each other. Water came from the left and the right and rained down on all of you, making everyone laugh and smile with joy.

"Wow, great friends I have, huh?" Someone asked. Everyone stopped what they were doing and looked towards the trees. There stood Richie, an angered expression evident on his face.

"Hey, Richie," Beverly said with a smile, acting as if this wasn't the most awkward situation possible.

"Oh don't 'Hey Richie' me? I'm glad my friends decided to give me a fucking invitation." He replied, venom lacing his voice. You swallowed and stood up. Richie watched you as wrapped a towel around your body. You slipped on some sandals and began to walk through the woods, not ready to handle his bullshit.

"We didn't invite you because (Y/n) needed some cheering up, asshole," Stan said and got out the water. Richie's eyebrows dropped even lower.

"And what? I can't help cheer (Y/n) up?" He retorted.

"Not when you're the one who upset them!" Stan replied with a growl. Richie's face suddenly softened.

"Me? What... What did I do?" He asked. Stan gave a sarcastic laugh.

"What did you do? What did you do? What didn't you do Richie? (Y/n) has had a fucking crush on you since you were 12 years old! Not only that, but every second of every day, you want to be snogging that stupid girlfriend of yours! Do you not realize how much we hate her? Every time we ask you to do something, you want to bring her along, and that's even if you decide to come! Most of the time it's, 'Sorry guys, gotta take my woman on a date'! Ever noticed how she never even knew who you were before you socked it to Bowers? Why don't you just leave okay? Go be with her. You obviously care for her more than you do us. Blood pact my ass."

Richie stared at Stan in awe. His blood was boiling with anger, but he wasn't mad at him. He was mad at himself. How could he have been so stupid?

"I... I have to go." He muttered and turned towards the woods.

Richie ran faster than he ever had. He needed to find you. He needed to tell you the truth. After what seemed forever, he finally saw you. You were sitting on a fallen tree, a towel underneath you and a stick in your hand. You glanced up and sighed, tossing down the stick.

"Why... Why didn't you tell me?" He panted out. You raised your eyebrows.

"Tell you what?" You asked.

"That you had feelings for me?" He replied. You closed your eyes and sighed.

"Listen Richie. What's done is done. You have a girlfriend. I have idiotic feelings. End of story." You said. It was quiet for a while before you felt his hands wrap around your wrists. He pulled you up and into a hug.

"I don't know who misinformed you but you are the only person I've ever wanted." He whispered. You pulled away and stared at him.

"Richie, you have a girlfriend." You pointed out. He laughed.

"She was just a distraction. I needed to get you out of my head, so I went for someone I thought I had a chance with. It didn't work though. No matter how many times I kissed her, I couldn't stop imagining it was you. No matter how many times she said my name, I couldn't help but hope it would be you. And it didn't matter how many times she said she loved me, I could never say it back because... Because she wasn't you."

"A distraction, huh?"

"Yeah, a distraction. But now that you're here, I'll never be distracted again."