《♡︎Scarier than Monday♡︎ Richie Tozier x reader》VIII.
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Y/n run away from Losers. She runs where her legs take her. Wind blowing her hair as tears rolling down on her rosy cheeks. She runs from school. Her vision is a blur from all the tears. She didn't notice the creature in front of her and bumped into someone. Y/n looked up, seeing Henry in front of her. "S-sorry" she stutters.
"Hey watch out loser" he shouted at her. She starts to tear up more and slapped him. His eyes widen as his face changes at an angry one. Henry touches his cheek and looks at her down.
"I-I'm s-so s-sorry," she said with fear. Henry took her hand, his nail burying into her wrist. "Ow" y/n groaned from the pain.
Richie watched how y/n disappeared. He didn't wasted a time and run after her. Losers called his name but he didn't care turned around. Trashmouth wasn't sure what he was doing, but something was telling him he was doing the right thing.
He runs before the school, seeing Bowers with y/n in his arm, ready for beating life from her. Richie got mad at him, he runs to him and punches him in his face. "Don't you dare fucking touch her!" Richie yelled at Henry. Bowers fell on the ground, he touches his face and his probably broken nose.
"You Motherfucker" Henry stand up as blood streamed from his nose. He steps closer to Richie but then backward when he saw the teacher by the school door. "You are really lucky today shithead"
Richie watched Henry run away. Tozier looks at the girl laying on the ground, quietly sobbing while she was hugging her knees. He kneeled beside her, petting her hair, she hugs his chest and slightly sobbing into him. "Shh, it's gonna be okay" Richie calmed her down.
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Y/n didn't know how to feel. The boy who she was mad at, was calming her down. She doesn't know anything about him. Just things like he looks handsome, ya she is admitting that Richie is good looking, making his stupid jokes making him even more attractive. She knows about him from Beverly. Bev and she doesn't see each other often but talking where almost every day. Beverly was telling y/n about the whole losers club. But y/n was enjoying listening to a story about Richie only.
The truth is Richie doesn't know about Bev's cousin. But when he saw her for the first time, the electricity went through his body. When he met her eyes, he got lost in them. Her chuckling about his joke, pump up his heart. And her touch melts his body. When he touched her hand, he never wanted to let her go. Nobody would say that Trashmouth has his soft side. But she made it. He doesn't know that too. Everybody would say she would treat girls like garbage but the truth is he would give her the whole world to her.
"R-Richie" she called him. He wiped her tears from her cheeks.
"It's okay...I don't let him touch you...alright?" He told her softly. Petting her hair again, kissing her forehead, and making her blush. She nods her head.
"Thank you" she mumbled.
"Of course" he hugs her stronger as the losers club was watching it from distance. Don't believe their own eyes.
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