#love writing love the day dreamy math part before writing where nothing feels real or unreal

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Me trying to figure out which fics to include canon OfA holder quirks in and which to do my own:

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I Wanna Be Your Man: TeddyBoy!Ringo X Reader.

So I don't know if you know this, but Ringo as a teenager looks really fucking hot. so now I'm writing about it. I want this to be a series, about the reader and Ringo meeting in high school and getting into strange shenanigans together. Let me know if you enjoy it! I want all the feedback I can get. If you want part two let me know and I’ll make it happen.  This is a teddy boy Ringo, so if you don’t like that sorry. 

The reader is portrayed as a female, so I’m sorry to those who are LGBTQ and can’t Identify with the reader.  

Warnings: None just some really cute, teenage Ringo. 

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         “Mum, what’s the weather going to be today?” I yelled as I put on some jean capris and a button-down blouse. “It’s about 40 degrees out love, best put on a jacket before you go,” she yelled up the stairs at me. I put on a small amount of makeup and threw on one of my sweatshirts. When I walked out of the door for school, my mom handed me an apple for breakfast and a brown paper bag for lunch, I threw both into my bookbag, “Thanks, mum. Love you.”, and with that, I left. 

     It was colder than it seemed, it was windy and had rained the night before so the wind was wet and sharp. Luckily my sweatshirt kept my body warm, but my nose was red and my cheeks were cold. Walking down the street I noticed another person walking, usually, I was the only person to walk on this sidewalk this time of day. I was the only kid on the street, so I just walked to school by myself. Now there was a new person, it was definitely a “he”, and he had black tight jeans, a leather jacket, and seemed to be smoking a cigarette. His hair was black, curly, and fluffy in the front, he had a black bag around his body that I assume is for his school things. He looked like a crooner almost, I had no business with him, so I chose to ignore him for most of my walk. That was until he tripped me. It’s not like it was on purpose or anything. He had tossed his cigarette, then leaned over to tie his shoe, and I hadn’t noticed him. I zoned out thinking of what my friends were doing after school. So I ended up walking in front of him, and in the process, tripped over his leg and landed on the concrete sidewalk. “ah hell! are you alright?” The boy turned to me while I tried to process that I’d fallen. I wasn’t in any pain, in fact, I was perfectly fine, so I sat up and started apologizing profusely.

       “I’m so sorry! I’m really clumsy sometimes, are you ok?” I asked him. I am indeed really clumsy, I’ve been to the hospital for scrapes and bruises, occasionally a fracture or two. I’m used to falling and hitting things so I'm usually not phased by it anymore.  “I should be asking you that, you hit the ground pretty hard. Are you alright?” I looked up at his face, blue eyes. They were so pretty...and his hair sat on his head like a cloud, his jaw was so straight, and his hands were covered in rings. “Oh, um yeah I’m fine. Maybe a little bruised but I’m ok.” He lent his hand out to me “Here let me help you up, I'm Richard by the way" I took his hand as sat up "Thanks, I'm Y/n. are you new in town?,” I asked. “No, I just came back from the hospital, sickness an all that. I just move around Liverpool every now and then.” We started walking to school I found out that he recently enrolled in the same school as me, he likes playing the drums and even played in his hospital band. I think that’s pretty silly, that he was there that long, that he joined in the hospital’s band. We talked about music, family, and our favorite subjects. The rest of the walk to the school was quiet and serene. “ Hey, Y/n, can you show me where the office and things are? I haven't been to the school yet.” I looked up at him, he was noticeably taller than me “ Sure Richard, I’d be glad to. Once we stepped in the school I helped him find the office so he could receive his schedule, then walked him to his first hour. “Alrighty, this is where I leave. I hope you have a good rest of your day.” I turned to walk away when he grabbed my hand “Wait, Y/n, Can I walk you home? You know as a thank you for showing me around?”  

“Um, sure! thanks, Richard, I’d like that” I held my books in front of me and walked to class. When I sat down, my friends immediately turned to talk to me, “Who was he?” My friend Catherine looked at me with wide eyes “Who’s who?” I asked. “That guy!” Maria piped up. I’d known these two since we were kids, we all live a street away from each other, so we’ve always been there for each other. “Oh, hiiiim!” I said like I was oblivious to what they were talking about. “He’s new here, came back from being in the hospital for a few years.”  Maria then talked about how cute he was for an hour, and Catherine talked about how dumb Maria was. “Seriously how could you not think he was dreamy!” she said as I walked to my locker after class, “Maybe, it’s because I don’t swoon over every guy I meet, unlike you,” I said, as I put up my books for my next class. “Whatever! You're just jealous cause you know we’ll end up together.” She said “Yeah right, like you’d have a chance with him” I laughed at her as we walked to the gym. The rest of the day was pretty normal, my mom left a note for me as always, and all but two of my classes gave me new homework for the day. I’m pretty good about doing my work, so I’m in some more advanced classes. 

    Of course, the end of the day came and there he was, waiting at the school gates with a cigarette in hand “You ready to go?” he asked. I didn’t want to go home yet, usually, after school, I walk to our record store down the block from the school, and do homework at the park nearby. I also occasionally do homework with Catherine and Maria’s houses, as an excuse to hang out with them or go see a movie. “Actually, can you walk me somewhere else? I’d love to show you some more of this area.” 

“Yeah sure, where to?” We started walking to the record shop, where we listened to a few records and even bought a few new ones. He seemed to really like it there, he enjoyed their large rock section, along with the fairly cheap prices. After we listened to a few of them we picked out about three and walked out of the store. “Where do you want to go next?” I asked, “There are some dinners we can go to or a park? There’s this really nice library that I go to sometimes” 

 “That sounds really nice, but if I’m honest with you Y/n, I’d like to go back to my place and listen to those new records.” 

     I laughed “Sure, but we have to do our homework while we listen.” I don’t mind what I do in a day as long as my homework gets done at some point. I enjoy having semi-good grades so I can enjoy my freedoms after school.

“Fine by me.” We walked to his house, which was only 4 down from mine, and sat down in his room to listen to the records we bought. His parents greeted me as I walked in, they were very sweet and weren’t super weird about him bringing a girl home. I mean, I guess it’s nothing to be weird over, it’s not like we’re dating or anything. We sat on his floor and listen to The Turbans, while I helped him with his math and did my annotations for my novels class. A particularly rhythmic song came on and Richard started tapping his pen on his notebook. It for some reason distracted me quite a bit. I also didn’t notice that he had recently taken his jacket off, he was wearing a plain white shirt, which is also when I noticed how toned he was. The shirt fit his body so well and made his arms look really good. His arms looked really nice, they were toned and made him seem athletic. Part of me wished I could just get wrapped in his arms, but ya know in a friendly way. In a kind of just friends platonic hug way. Also, his lips caught me off guard, they seemed so soft. His eyebrows were furrowed and his lips were closed, he was clearly focused on something. Not to mention his eyes, it’s like they brighten up his whole face.

 “Are you ok Y/n?” He looked at me, I didn’t realize I had just started off into space thinking about him. I jolted back into the real world “Hmm? Oh yes, no I’m fine. Just kinda tired is all.” I shook my head. I was embarrassed, I could tell that my face was turning red. Suddenly his room was really hot, too hot, now I know why he took off his jacket. “Hey, Richard, do you mind if I take off my sweatshirt? Your room is kind of warm...” He looked at me and nodded “Oh yeah that’s fine” I set my stuff aside and lifted my shirt up putting it next to me on the floor. 

       A few more hours passed and conversations were traded, music was listened to, and at one point we even started dancing. Once it hit six o’clock I had to leave, my curfew is kind of early but can always be extended if I ask. “Y/n shouldn’t you be home by now?” he asked. I looked at his clock, it read 6:02. “Yeah, I should go, Mom’s probably waiting. Wanna walk me home now?” 

“Sure” He smiled at me and stood up, giving me his hand to lift me up. The feeling of his hand in mine was very different from the first time it happened. It was, warmer and almost comforting. I put it in the back of my mind, it didn’t really matter what his hand in mine felt like.  We finally made it home at some point and we stood outside my front door sharing our farewells. Before I walked away, He stopped me, “Hey so, a few friends and I are going to a movie tomorrow, wanna come?” He had his hand on the back of his neck and looked at his feet. “Sure, I’d really like that Richard,” I said looking down aswell. “Oh cool. I’ll pick you up then, It’s a drive-in, so I can get my friends to get us in.” I smiled and turned to walk inside “Thanks, I’ll see you tomorrow then,” as I walked in he stopped me again, “Oh and by the way, Y/n, just call me Ritchie,” He smiled at me and turned around. “Bye Ritchie,” I said as he turned to walk down the street. 

     I walked into my room and changed into my pajamas. They were so comfy, I hadn’t realized how tired I was until I laid on my bed. I thought about Ritchie for a bit before going to sleep. It wasn’t intentional, my mind just happened to go there. I thought about this hair and his lips again, they were so nice, why did he look so good. I was nervous to go to a movie with him. It’s not a date, right? I mean his friends will be there so it can’t be a date. I guess I should put an effort in tomorrow anyway, maybe I’ll wear one of my good skirts. I am meeting his friends, after all, I want him to like me so he has a friend that goes to his school. But is it’s not a date does it matter what I look like? After a whirlwind of thoughts crossed my mind I tried to fall asleep. Almost in peaceful sleep. “Shit,” I said out loud. “I left my sweatshirt at his house.”