Hold Me (Part 7) Richie x Reader
Author’s note: I know its been awhile since I’ve posted anything and this is kinda short I guess. I don’t know but I hope you guys enjoy it! Let me know what I should do with this. I kinda wanna end it soon but I don’t know what direction to take it.
“Why do I always fuck everything up?” I sighed.
“No you don’t.” Bev answered.
“Stan and Richie have been avoiding me like the plague all week.” I mumbled. “I know I hurt Richie. But what the hell is Stan’s problem?”
I knew she had some idea of what he problem was. It’s like he snapped. One second he was fine and the next you would’ve thought I told him I hated him or something.
“I think you should talk to him.” Bev replied.
“Like that will help.” I scoffed. “I hurt everyone I talk to. If I were you, I’d get a head start before I hurt you too.”
“Stop it Y/N.” Bev said sternly. “I want you to go to Stan’s house right now and talk to him.”
“What am I supposed to say?” I questioned. “I’m sorry but I don’t know what I’m sorry for?”
“Are you really that blind?”
“What are you talking about?” I glared at Bev.
“Stan has had the biggest crush on you for years.”
“What? No. No he doesn’t.”
“Oh come on Y/N. Just think about everything he’s said and done.”
“Alright I get it.” I sighed. “But what do I do? Everything is just a fucking mess.”
“Talk to them, tell them the truth, apologize if you feel like you should. Patch things up.”
I thought long and hard about what Bev said. How could I be so blind? Is my head really that far up my ass that I didn’t see the little things Stan would do or say? And Richie. I hated myself for what I put Richie through, he doesn’t deserve the bullshit I’ve been putting him through lately.
Honestly, my biggest problem is apologizing. I always apologize for everything to the point my friends yell at me about it which leads me to more apologizing. Mike would tease and say I could fall flat on my face and apologize to whoever asked if I was okay, but it was true.
“Hi Mrs. Uris, is Stan home?” I asked politely.
“He’s up in his room, you can go on up.” She smiled.
“Thank you Mrs. Uris.”
I hesitated before knocking on his bedroom door.
“Come in.” He groaned.
“It’s me.” I said, closing the door behind me.
“What are you doing here?” Stan questioned, sitting up.
“Because you’re my friend and something was wrong when you left my house.” I answered.
“Is that all I’ll ever be?” He muttered under his breath.
“Stan, look at me.” He hesitantly looked up from his hands as I sat across from him. “You deserve someone better than me, you’re an amazing person and you deserve someone equally as amazing to cherish you.”
His eyes looked down again.
“Hey.” I said softly. “Come on, look at me.”
My hands cupped his cheeks, bringing his eyes to mine.
“I mean it you know.”
Suddenly Stan’s lips crashed onto mine. I put my hand on his chest, pushing him away from me.
“Shit. Im sorry.” He panicked. “I don’t know why I did that.”
The kiss left me a bit breathless, but I felt guilty, as if I was cheating on Richie.
“It’s just a kiss Stan.” I sighed. “But I think this should stay between us and I mean it.”
Stan nodded in agreement with his cheeks still pink.
My heart pounded through my chest as I knocked on the door. I silently hoped and prayed he answered the door and not his parents.
“What do you want?” He questioned, clearing not happy to see me.
“I want to fix things between us.” I sighed looking down at my feet.
Richie hesitated. “I guess you could come in.”
He sat on his bed, as I stood there awkwardly before sitting on the chair from his desk.
“So?” He questioned impatiently.
“I’m sorry. I wasn’t trying to hurt you, I thought it would be better for you if I didn’t say anything. I just figured I shouldn’t add more to your plate.” I trailed off, looking anywhere but at him.
“What made you talk to Stan before me?”
“I was so sick of keeping it all bottled up. I figured maybe I’d feel better.” I answered. “I regret everything I’ve been doing lately, I just hurt everyone around me. I feel like I’m drowning in my mistakes.”
“Just promise you’ll come to me when there is problem?” He asked.
“Now get over here. I’ve missed you.” Richie smiled.