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it's y/n and richie's one year anniversary.
which is surprising to the whole entire losers club.
not that he wouldn't commit, or not that she wouldn't either.
they just thought that he was simply immature, not mature enough to be in a relationship that has lasted this long.
but he still has shocked them to this day.
now she's got a very strong bond with the losers club, and an even stronger bond with richie.
it's obvious, they've been dating for a year.
"there's a party over at lonnie's this weekend, wanna go?" bev asked, taking a puff from her cigarette.
"sure." richie smiled.
"but babe, it's our one year today." y/n whined, laying a head on his shoulder.
"i know, but i'll make this party extra special. i promise." richie replied, tucking a section of
y/n's hair behind her ear.
"yeah, it'll be fun!" eddie yelled excitedly.
"i bet, beer, booze and alcohol." y/n huffed, rolling her eyes.
she hated parties, and richie knew that.
but the one thing she didn't hate?
richie.
"oh come on! you're such a goodie two-shoes, live a little!" eddie laughed, smiling widely.
"g-guys, if she doesn't want to sh-she doesn't-" bill stuttered.
"she doesn't have to." richie finished.
"come on! you guys are such pussies!" eddie nagged, pulling at the collar of his shirt.
"oh my god eddie! get over yourself!" richie hollered, pointing an angry hand at the brown-haired boy.
"woah okay i'm fucking sorry! i'm just pointing out the fact that y/n just needs to live a little." eddie sighed.
"yeah and i'm just pointing out the fact that you're a huge dick!" richie argued, becoming louder and more agrssive.
"well maybe if you weren't i wouldn't be!" eddie fought back, yelling once more.
"guys!" stan hollered.
"what you jew?!" eddie groaned through clenched teeth.
"you um should know that the party is in five hours." bev spoke up, flicking her now-finished cigarette to the ground, before stepping on the remains with her year-old brown leather combat boots.
"what? that only gives us five hours to get ready?!" y/n shrieked.
"yeah i know, let's go." bev smiled, and the two hopped into y/n's beaten down convertible and drove off into the sunset.
"what are they doing?" eddie wondered.
"no one knows." bill smirked.
"yeah, probably going to get a whore's outfit." eddie laughed, getting elbowed in the stomach by richie, who didn't find it funny.
"n-no. they're just getting all gussied up for the b-big night out." bill sighed, shaking his head at eddie's stupidity.
"yeah, and y/n is gonna get some new lingerie, just for richie." eddie fake-smiled, earning another elbow from the now pissed richie.
"yeah, and you're gonna go get some new box of condoms just for that whore down the street that you swear is a 'good' person." richie mumbled, pushing his glasses up the bridge of his nose.
"dylan is not a whore!" eddie whined.
"sure she isn't. i bet she looks like more of a man than you do." richie laughed.
"no, she's actually very pretty!" eddie defended, making the whole losers club laugh.
"you keep telling yourself that, edds." ben laughed.
"whatever you guys. see you at 7." eddie smiled, and they all waved goodbye as he got onto his bike.
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at bev's house
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"this is a tight little number." bev laughed, holding up a tight looking dress.
"good for me." y/n smirked.
y/n put the dress on. she looked stunning.
"you look-" bev started.
"beautiful." richie finished, walking in.
"when did you get here?" y/n giggled.
"no talking, let's just go!" richie exclaimed.
this is why i love him y/n thought.
this is why i love her richie thought.
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well that was a trashy story 😂
i hope you enjoy?
thanks for reading! 💕
