You Belong With Me 💙🏈📖

You Belong with Me 💙🏈📖

Wally Clark x fem reader Y/N slow burn story

Part 16:

Summary: Maddie’s death is all anyone could talk about and since she can talk to one of her living friend’s things have become complicated. It was homecoming and the anniversary of your death; you decide to finally tell Wally how you feel until someone does first. 

The mystery behind Maddie’s death is all anyone could talk about, as you and your friends have agreed to help her solve her death. It was the homecoming game tonight, and it is also the 40-year anniversary of your and Wally’s death. You, Charley, and Rhonda are painting a banner for Wally to relive his glory days.

“I’m going to do it; I’m finally going to tell Wally how I feel tonight.” You say to Charley and Rhonda. “Finally, chickee about time.” Rhonda said. “Yeah, maybe now you can not call me chickee since I’m not chickening out anymore?” You ask Rhonda. “You will always still be chickee, chickee.” She says. “What made you decide it was finally time?” Charley asks. Charley found out about your feelings for Wally by accident when you were giving him his ‘afterlife ghost tour’. And since then, you and him have been close. All of you have become close I mean what else was there to do, you were dead. “I don’t know. I think it’s been 41 years and I know I have been annoying you guys for so long about it, it just feels right, and I thought it was fitting I tell him at the homecoming game like I planned too 40 years ago.” You say as nerves fill your body as you were about to tell Wally that you love him. “And then we could go to the homecoming dance together, but it will be different than all the time before because I will have told him how I feel.” You add. 

“This is so exciting!” Charley exclaims as he puts his paint brush down and rushes to give you a hug. “Please tell me everything after- well maybe not everything I don’t need to know all the details about heterosexual sex.” Charley says. “Charley!” you can’t believe he just said that. “I’m just telling him I love him in not expecting it to lead to sex.” “Oh, come on chickee. You haven’t even thought about it leading to you too having sex?” Rhonda questions as she stands up to join you and Charley. “Well of course I have it’s been 41 years, but I don’t expect it to happen tonight.” You say as Charley and Rhonda look at each other then back to you. “Sure, whatever you say Hun.” Charley adds as he gets back to painting before Wally walks in to check in on your progress. “The banner looks great guys.” Wally says as he does his stretches. “Hey Walls, after you relieve your glory, can I talk to you after?” you ask him nervously. “This feels like de je vu doesn’t it.” He laughs “Of course you can Darling, I will find you after.” He says as he plants a quick kiss on your head and leaves the gym. “No backing out now chickee.” Rhonda says. “You got this Y/N and remember find me later I need details.” Charley adds. 

The game has started and you nervously pace behind the bleachers. Homecoming games were always hard for you, it was the die you died after all, and the day Wally died. “Take your seats, the 2023 homecoming game is about to start.” You hear the announcer say over the loudspeakers. Crowds flock to the bleachers and you head to your seat as butterflies swarm your stomach. You can do this it’s been 41 years, it’s time to stop doubting yourself. You repeated over and over in your head. The living football players smash through their banner as Wally heads through the one you and the others were making earlier. He was running around the field and screaming with the crowd. He was such golden retriever. As you look around the stand, you see Rhonda sitting with Mr Martin and Charley a row back writing his letter to Emilio since Maddie promised she would help him since she can talk to her living friend, Simon, which you still don’t know how that is possible, but it helps Maddie trying to solve her own murder.

 Still looking around waiting for Wally to finish reliving his glory days, in the crowd you spot your sister Mary and her husband Matthew. “I can’t believe our baby girl is on the cheer team. I wish Y/N was here to witness this.” Mary says to Matthew shovelling some popcorn in her mouth. “She is right here” Matthew says softly as he places his hand on Mary’s heart. “Are your parents still coming to see Lily?” Matthew adds. “I think so, you know how hard it’s been since Y/N died here. Ill text Mom to see how far away they are.” She says as reaching to get her phone. You had been so preoccupied with helping Maddie and trying to convince yourself its now a good time to tell Wally, you didn’t even notice Lily was on the field with the cheer team. Just then, you see your parents for the first time since Mary graduated in 1987. Tears instantly stream down your face, even though they look much older now you could tell who they were. They walked up the bleachers and sat with Mary and Matthew. You just stand there watching them. Your family was there right there in front of you, and you couldn’t even talk to them. Your heart swells hearing them talk about Lily and other stories of their lives since you died. You were overwhelmed with emotions. You felt joy because you are finally seeing your family but also sadden that you weren’t there with them. There was only one person that you can talk to and that was Wally.

You set off to find him since, since you couldn’t see him on the field anymore. You head to the canteen area, and you see him and Maddie. “Hey, Wally I was wondering if you would go to the dance with me as a friend? I just don’t know a lot of people yet.” Maddie asks. “Uh yeah sure.” Wally says as they walk in the other direction. You continue to stand there not moving and staring blankly in the space where they just were standing. Idiot, you waited too long and now he’s going out with Maddie you thought to yourself. Overcome with so many emotions you run with tears streaming down your face you run as far as your legs will take you without them feeling like they will collapse from beneath you. 

You run to the girl’s toilets where no one else was as you sank to the floor and tucked your knees to your chest and just sob. Seeing your family and then seeing Wally ask Maddie to the dance when you always go together broke your heart. You don’t know how long you stayed there on the bathroom floor before you decided it was time to leave. Thank goodness for resets no one would able tell you were crying, and your makeup went back to how it was, how it always was. You exit the bathroom not wanting to see or talk to anyone, you head to theatre as you discovered a couch in the storage room. You lift the hatch door about to climb down and you hear Mina yell “What are you doing, you will disturb the play?” “It’s ok Mina I won’t touch anything.” You shout back as you head down the hatch knowing she won’t remember you down there since she was a looper.  You turn the light on, find an old blanket and a book in one of the boxes as you sank down in the couch wanting to forget the day. 

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Well the reader (fem pronouns) had a nightmare and he is just comforting her and is just super sweet to her. Please just fluff and maybe friends to lovers.

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"Lay your head on my shoulder and try to sleep."

"I'm going to be here when you wake up."

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Study routine// Ben Plunkett x fem!reader.

Summary: exams are on the corner, you and your best friend Ben have an excuse to spend more time together, just to study, right? Right???

Exam time was a bittersweet time for you. Many looked at you strangely when you said it, considering that for others, it was a time that was simply... bitter. But not everyone could understand that for you. This time meant something more. Those were the only weeks where you could spend the whole day locked in your room with Ben Plunkett. Usually, his visits to your house were accompanied by "keep the door open", "it's time to say goodbye, show Ben out the door" or embarrassing interactions between your mother and Ben where they always ended up making fun of you. But during exam time, your parents would let Ben spend the whole day in your room, with the door closed and no distractions. The good grades that followed the end of the school year had reassured your parents, and besides, you couldn't think of a better study partner.

You were going home straight from high school, taking the long way home so you could listen to all the music you couldn't listen to during study hours.

"We should order pizza today," Ben suggested.

"No, we had hamburgers for dinner yesterday, I feel bad for spending weeks feeding myself such greasy food..." You rebutted him. Ben gave you a sideways glance before smiling and denying.

"Stop pretending you don't think it's a dream to have pizza for dinner, breakfast, and snacks."

You smiled too but folded your arms.

"You're not denying me? Too bad, it would have been funny if you had refused only to tell you that I'm already turning to go to the pizzeri."

You let out a laugh, and when you were already ordering at the counter, you took the reins, ordering everything to your liking and knowing that Ben would hold out for whatever you ordered.

"Do you pay by card or cash?" The boy at the counter asked.

"I don't know, ask Ben."

And you stepped back, letting him talk to him. Ben turned to you with a panicked face and moved his lips to tell you voicelessly that he was going to kill you.

"With cash, please."

He put down the bill and put his arm around your neck, playfully shoving you and ruffling your hair as you laughed.

Your parents greeted Ben with their usual cheerfulness, and continued watching TV when they saw that you were ready to start studying. Of course, Ben had offered to give them one of the pizzas you had ordered, which your mother loved, your father accepted, your mother flatly declined, and your father declined almost immediately.

"You're a sweetheart, Ben..." your mother had said, and so you repeated it as soon as you closed the door.

"Of course I am, I bought you pizza."

"If we had salads for dinner, I would have bought them myself."

"Yeah, but you would have made me cry... and no amount of money can heal a broken heart."

"You underestimate the amount of money I would have paid to watch you passive aggressively poke lettuce while crying in a corner."

"You would have thrown money away because you could see me like that during visits to my aunt's house during Christmas."

You laughed and tossed him pen to ask him to start concentrating. You continued the afternoon as you did during studying, introducing and explaining subjects to each other, correcting each other, and in the case of algebra, watching youtube tutorials in silence. Studying with Ben was like a library session, with its silences and repetitions. After a day with him, all the time felt rewarding, and all the learning was useful. You also liked this time because it left you no room to think about the strange feelings your best friend aroused in you, you just enjoyed and studied, the doubts would come later. The pizza was delicious, although it was already cold, and Ben told you about last weekend when he was forced to visit his grandparents. When you went back to studying, the topic you had left to solve was one of the most difficult for you.

"Do you understand it yet?" he asked you after explaining it to you for the fourth time. You nodded, but your eyes glazed over. "Hey, hey, it's okay, I can explain it again..."

"It's just that it's a very important point, and I'm going to fail it..."

"No, you're not going to fail it because I'll make sure you understand it."

You smiled at him and watched him turn a little red. Suddenly moved again by your feelings, you had to look away from him, and you became aware of the whole mess running around the room.

"I'm going to throw away the pizza cartons. Do you want something from the kitchen?" You offered.

"No, but let me help you."

He came downstairs with you, and you were both surprised at the silence in the house. Your parents were chatting quietly in the kitchen, already in their pajamas.

"Wow..." you said, looking at them quizzically, "what time is it?"

"Half past eleven, honey," said your mother.

"Well, I'd better get going then," Ben seemed startled, tossing the empty boxes in the trash and intending to start packing up.

"Ben, wait!" You asked, and he stopped. And not knowing why you had that impulse, you turned to your parents for help. Your mother understood you instantly.

"You don't have to go...stay the night" she offered and you smiled at her gratefully. Ben hesitated, glanced at your father, who nodded in passing, he'd known Ben for a long time now, and looked back at you.

"Sure, if it's no trouble at all," he said at last.

"None. I just think it's a better idea if you don't keep studying. It's important to sleep to retain, " your mother assured him, looked back at you, and winked.

"It doesn't take much convincing to get me to stop studying," Ben joked.

You went back up to your room, set up the mattress with blankets and pillows that Ben had once used from previous sleepovers. Although you didn't remember that the last time he stayed over was a few years ago, and from your bed you saw how the blanket fell short, and his feet were sticking out. You laughed at the image, and he threw a pillow at you.

"Listen to your mother, go to sleep," he scolded.

"I can't...I'm afraid of the giant teenager who has snuck into my room," you told him in a little girl voice, something you knew irritated him.

"I'm more afraid of the farts you might bomb me with at night after pizzas."

Jokingly, you turned off the light, wished each other good night, and promptly fell asleep. Or at least he did. You fell into a terrible nightmare. You were walking along the road that led to the institute, at night and alone. It was cold, and you didn't seem to get anywhere, no matter how far you walked. Suddenly, a car appeared, and as it approached, you noticed that you recognized it, Ben's car. You were glad to see him, and he seemed to see you. He was speeding up to pick you up as soon as possible, and as he was approaching, the car was going too fast, and Ben couldn't stop. He had already left you behind when he disappeared into the darkness, without hearing you call out to him, and you began to scream and cry. Then you noticed shaking, your name, and when you opened your eyes, you saw Ben, illuminated by the little light from the window.

"Hey, hey...easy...wake up, it was just a bad dream..." he whispered to you.

"Ben...thank goodness..." You soothed, hugging him, which surprised him.

"Yes, I'm here. I heard you had a nightmare about me."

"You left me alone on the road, at night..." you told him, releasing him just a little.

"Some asshole I am in your subconscious, aren't I?"

He smiles at you, and you smiled back, somewhat embarrassed that you had woken him up. He wanted to go back to his bed, but your hesitation to let go of his hand made him think you might not want to. He was right. He lay down next to you.

"I hate having nightmares. Whenever I have one, I always have a worse one afterwards."

"You'll have to risk it, you need to rest" he insisted. "Lay your head on my shoulder and try to sleep."

You looked at him with sheepish eyes, afraid to dream about him again. He smiled at you, and some of his confidence rubbed off on you. After all, they were just dreams. You would forget about them in the course of the day. Ben kissed you on the forehead, something he had never done before, before whispering something to you.

"I'm going to be here when you wake up."

You didn't have any nightmares again, in fact, you woke up rested. It was Ben who had a little more trouble waking up. You watched him for a second...yes, you were definitely a little more in love with your best friend than you thought. You had to make a great effort not to think too much about that kiss on your forehead, and you were so nervous about your exams that you didn't notice how flushed Ben was when he remembered he was sleeping in your bed, you next to him. He had memorized the smell of your hair, and feeling your weight on his had lulled him into a sweet sleep he never wanted to wake up from.

Every exam you finished was a reason to get together, always giving each other a hug that attracted the eyes of all the classmates, you reviewed the subjects without being able to avoid being distracted, and Ben loved to review outdoors because the air stirred your hair and he had an excuse to put your hair back in place. You even felt sorry for yourself on the last day of exams, Ben was going to a family meal, and you were back to eating normal food, sleeping alone and spending the evening with people who weren't your best friends. The messages were constant, but never enough. You had just finished reading the approved notes from your email when you heard Ben's car pull up in front of your house. That one subjet that worried you the most, approved. You ran to greet him, shouting your A's into the air, and Ben responded with his in return. He grabbed you as soon as you approached, squeezing you against him, full of joy.

"This deserves a reward," you said.

"Have you missed pizza as your only food as much as I have?

No, you hadn't missed the pizza. You had missed him.

"Of course I have," you lied.

You let him order at his taste that time, which surprised him. You sat at one of the smaller tables, waiting to be served.

"I'm surprised you let me have so much freedom," Ben said, half smiling, half confused.

"Well, it's just that... you've really helped me a lot, what less than letting you choose.

"Helping you with what exactly?"

"Well...studying." You felt the colours rise in your cheeks.

"Just like you helped me study."

"Well... Ben, in general, you help me with everything. You make everything so... fun."

Now he was blushing. He stood closer to you.

"I hope you know that you make everything better too..."

"I'm a little annoying, maybe."

"A little," he joked. "And I like that I'm the one who sees that side of you."

"Really?"

"I really do. I love that you dream about me, even if I'm an asshole in it."

"Don't be silly, it was a nightmare precisely because you left me alone. And I just want you to be with me."

Your tone was much more serious. Your expression made it clear that you meant it, that your gratitude was a confession.

"You know what's funny? I dream about you too. But not when I sleep...I dream awake, imagining what we will say to each other when I pick you up from home, or what we will tell each other when we go out to eat together...I dream of spending the whole day with you and I am content to be with you for a while because it is...wonderful. But no matter how much I dream, nothing is better than being able to hug you and be by your side, even if it's only for five minutes between classes."

That's when you couldn't help but jump in for a kiss, cutting the distance between you two. A tender, long kiss, it felt new and yet so recognizable, like something that should have happened a long time ago. Luckily, it had just happened. You pulled away and watched as Ben smiled, an idea formulating in his head and joked.

"Too bad we have to wait for spring exams to spend the day together again."

You pushed him back with a laugh, but he moved his chair to stand next to you and kiss you again. Everything Ben did justified the fact that the pizzas he ordered were terrible.

A/N: sorry this took fucking forever, I gave up on writing here, I had a crisis over writing smuts. But I felt bad about abandoning this cuz I started writing it with a lot of love and I really like it. I think I'll write on tumblr again. Hope you like it, so sorry for the wait.

HES SO FINE

I can take them both (and I don’t mean in a fight)

08.05.2024

maddie nears x wally clark

Day made 😍😭 wow @jetsteelyourheart