—————————CHAPTER ONE —————————
(y/n)'s pov:
i jumped out of my sleep because i heard someone throw a glass bottle.
it sounded like it came from the house next door.
the house next door is my crushes house.
richie tozier
*flashback*
"richie! richie!"
"yeah (y/n/n)?"
"let's play house!"
"okay! i'll be the daddy and you'll be the mommy!"
"yay!"
meanwhile...
"honey, i'm home!"
(little) richie said in a deep voice.
"i'm coming!"
"hey, (y/n)"
"yeah?"
"y-you know h-how mommies a-and daddies k-kiss sometimes?"
"mhm!"
"s-since we're pretending to be grown ups, w-we have to k-kiss"
"why?"
(little) richie's face went blank.
"b-because!"
"okay!"
"r-really!"
"yeah! let's do it!"
"o-okay, i'll be daddy again."
"i missed you sweetie!"
we both hugged.
"dinner is almost ready." little me says.
"what are you cooking?"
"rice krispies and ice cream!"
"that sounds soooooo good!"
"yay!"
"muah!"
our faces both went red.
"(y/n/n), let's play another game."
"okay!"
*back to present*
i snap out of my flashback and look out the window.
"is richie home? oh no"
i go outside,
still wearing my pajamas.
i knock on the door but they don't answer the first time.
his parents are probably fighting again.
his mother cheats on his dad and is a huge alcoholic.
i knock on the door again, gulping.
"hello?" richies dad opens the door.
"hi, is richie home?"
"yeah, but he's in his room."
"thanks!"
i go up the stairs and knock on his door.
"who is it"
"richie, it's me"
"c-come in"
i open the door to find richie on his bed,
looking out the window.
"hey (y/n/n)."
he's called me that nickname ever since we were little.
"what's wrong?"
"nothing new.
my parents are fighting again."
i sit next to him on his bed.
"aww richie."
i rub his back.
"do you wanna come to my house?"
he quickly jumped up.
"yeah!"
he changes out of his pajamas and we both go down the stairs.
"shh! if my parents hear me they'll kill me!"
"okay."
we walk out the door without his parents hearing us.
"let's go in my room."
"okay!"
we both sit on the bed.
"there's something i've been meaning to tell you." richie says while putting his right arm around me.
he likes me? he remembers our first kiss? he's moving in with me?
nope.
"well, i have a twin brother and he's coming over."
my jaw drops.
"you have a what?!"
"a twin brother."
"are you screwing with me?"
"i wish."
he teased.
i playfully punch his shoulder.
"so, you had a twin brother this whole time and you didn't tell me?"
"well, you gotta understand me.
i just found out yesterday."
"do you even know his name?"
"yeah, his name is michael wheeler."
"WHEELER?! YOU'RE A WHEELER?!"
"no."
"why is his last name wheeler then?"
"it's a long story but we were separated from birth and blah blah blah and then he was adopted blah blah blah but i stood with my parents blah blah blah and i found papers in the basement and asked my dad about them and blah blah blah then he told me i have a brother"
"wow"
"yeah, i still don't know what he looks like."
*knock knock*
"i'll go get it"
i open the door to see richies father.
"is richie here?"
"yeah, he is. i'll call him."
"richie! your dad wants you."
"i'm coming!"
"that's not the only time he'll be saying that"
i whisper to myself and giggle."
"hey (y/n) i-"
"she can come too if she wants."
"i'll be there in a minute.
i'll go change."
i quickly put on *clothing of your choice*
and knock on the tozier's door.
"michael! will you be a sweetheart and go get the door!" richies mom says, not drunk for the first time forever.
"mom! call
me mike." mike goes to get the door
"hey ri-"
"hey! you're not richie!"
"richie?! is this your girlfriend?!"
mike yells.
"no! it's my friend, (y/n)!"
richie then comes to the door.
"sorry about that (y/n/n)." richie says.
"it's okay, ricardo." i laugh.
"don't call me that!" richie jokingly crosses his arms and makes and angry face at me.
"ricardo?!" mike says, punching richie playfully.
"she's joking! my name isn't ricardo you idiot!"
"hey, "(y/n/n)," why don't you come in?" mike says, making fun of richies nickname for me.
"don't call me that! richie made it for me!" i walk in.
"are you sure this isn't your girlfriend?" mike asks seriously.
"i wish she was" he whispers.
"well, anyway mike... where were you from before you moved here?" i ask, sitting on richies lap because his bed wasn't big enough for all of us.
"i'm from a town called hawkins. it's in indiana." he says sadly.
"you look sad. do you miss it or something?" richie says.
"i miss someone." mike says, frowning.
"your girlfriend?" i ask.
"she was almost my girlfriend."
"aw mike i'm sorry. what happened to her?"
"you wouldn't believe me."
"trust me, i will. so many strange(r) things have happened in derry."
"like what?" mike asks confusingly.
"tell me what happened to her first."
"okay, so.... my friend will went missing one night."
"is he okay?" i ask, concerned.
"yeah he's fine now" mike says,
*mike explains the whole plot of stranger things season one*
"now, tell me what happened here in derry"
"well there was this clown..."
*richie explains the whole plot of IT*
"i believe it." mike says.
"i believe what happened in hawkins, too." richie says.
mikes pov:
i kinda like this "(y/n)" girl.
i mean, she's not my el though...
richie's pov:
mike won't stop talking to (y/n)!
i feel so jealous when she's around other boys.
especially my TWIN BROTHER.
i remember asking her to kiss me when we were little.
it was both our first kiss!
i don't think she remembers it though...
hey guys!!! i hope you enjoyed this.
i'm grace and i wrote this!! i was inspired by a few other people though.
more will come tomorrow!
