#randymeeks

Our sweet little nerd needs more love <3 

Warnings: nothing at all, I don’t even think there’s a single swear honestly. 

I think it’s pretty GN, but if you find anything let me know! I tried my best since I’ve never attempted to write something GN! Unfortunately I don’t take requests since I have a pretty busy schedule and can’t commit to that, but if there is anyone you would like to see more of just let me know and I will do my best :) I also do not give permission to have this published on any other site! This is my work and would like to keep it on my own platform please, you can reblog if you would like but please do not post this elsewhere!

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It had been a year since what happened in Woodsboro and things hadn’t been the same since. Now in college, you followed along with your best friend and boyfriend deciding to go together rather than separate from each other now. Things were hard, the adjustment of losing some of your best friends from high school in one night alone. Tatum, your fraternal twin was one of the people you lost that night. It wasn’t easy, the funeral was one of the worst things you had to endure, almost harder than fighting for your life. Tatum had begged you to join her and Sidney at Stu Macher’s house for a party. It was even worse because you knew your sister died not knowing that her own boyfriend was one of the killers that had taunted her best friend. She didn’t know it was her own boyfriend that took her life, only because she would get in the way of their psychotic plan. 

“(Y/N)! (Y/N)!” You turned as you walked, hearing your name being called frantically. Randy Meeks, your boyfriend of three years, was sprinting towards you making a smile break out onto your face. He held his camera in his hand, it seemed like he brought it everywhere with him nowadays. He held the camera up, pointing at you once he finally reached you, panting slightly to catch his breath. 

“Randy, what are you doing?” You asked with a laugh at your boyfriend. You had grown used to the camera being an extension of him. You would never fully understand why he insisted on recording everything after the incident, but it seemed to comfort him in some way. 

“Whisking you away romantically of course.” Randy teased, wrapping an arm around your shoulders and pressing a kiss to your temple. 

“I have class Randy!” You tried to protest as Randy walked you in the opposite direction of the building you were originally heading towards. You had known the horror obsessed boy since elementary school. The two of you had been best friends ever since you stood up for him in the school yard during recess. After that moment he followed you around like a love-sick puppy, and it took you longer than you would like to admit that you realized you had feelings for your best friend. Everyone knew you made the first move when it came to admitting your feelings, but Randy would insist that it was him. It was Junior year of high school that the two of you had gotten together, it was awkward and hesitant. Honestly to others it looked like nothing had ever changed. Randy always had an arm around your shoulder, when you walked through the busy school halls you always held onto his hand or arm as he led you to and from classes. You had always been close, the only difference in the beginning was there was a new label between the two of you. 

It wasn’t until Senior year that the touches were more intimate between you two. Sitting at the fountain in front of the school with your friends you would be perched between Randy’s extended legs, your back pressed to his chest while he would press light kisses to your shoulder. Letting his hands rest on the top of your thighs when you would be relaxed against him. 

“Class is for losers, I have something to show you!” Randy said happily, leading you back to his dorm room. You raised an eyebrow at him as you realized where you were heading. 

“I’ve seen your room a million times Randy.” You teased, making the top of his ears turn red as he blushed. It never failed to make your heart beat faster no matter how long you two had been together. Your teasing always made the boy blush, and his subtle and hesitant displays of affection never failed to create butterflies in the pit of your stomach. That was something you hoped would never change. 

“I’m not showing you that.” he mumbled, making you laugh lightly as the two of you stepped into his room. His dorm was always messy, clothes thrown askew and VHS tapes stacked haphazardly. He had a stack of your favourite movies always on hand, even if he distested some of your choices. He sat you on his bed, a large smile on his face as he leaned down to kiss you softly. You hummed at the familiar feeling, your fingers hooking around the belt loops of his jeans while he cupped your face in his large hands. He pulled back all too soon which made you groan. “I told you, I didn’t bring you here for that.” He chuckled before stepping away from you. 

You flopped back onto your back letting out a dramatic sigh wanting a reaction out of the brown haired boy. “Oh Sweetie, you’re breaking my heart.” The boy teased, making you roll your eyes. He held up a VHS which made you frown your eyebrows. 

“No way you dragged me away from class to show me a new movie.” You frowned, pulling yourself up to rest your back against the headboard of the bed. Yes, Randy got excited over many movie releases, but he would always wait until after you were both done with classes before he dragged you back to his dorm to watch them. Randy grinned before pushing the tape into the VHS player and jumping onto the bed beside you. He quickly wrapped his arms around you and brought you closer to him. 

“This isn’t just any movie, (Y/N). This is our movie.” He told you with a smile, motioning towards the screen at the end of his bed. 

“Hi Sweetie.” Randy’s voice came from the TV, he was sitting at his desk in his dorm sporting a goofy smile. In the background you saw yourself sleeping peacefully, chest rising and falling with his blankets pulled up to your chin. “I wanted to leave something behind in case anything ever happened to one of us. God forbid, but still… Anyways, I wanted to tell you how much I love you.” You looked up to the boy beside you, but he was already looking down at you. 

“Randy, nothing is going to happen to us.” You said softly, ignoring the tears that were forming in the corner of your eyes. He shushed you softly before motioning back to the TV. 

“Ever since fifth grade I knew you were the one for me. You’re the one I’m going to love forever.” In the background you began to stir, peaking your eyes open slightly and calling to your boyfriend. You remembered this, it was late and you woke up to Randy hunched over his desk. “I’ll be right here, love, Just finishing something up.” Randy said softly, but instead of rolling back over to sleep you slowly got out of bed, standing behind your boyfriend and wrapping your arms around his, resting your head in the crook of his neck. “Looks like I have to go, but I hope you like this anyways.” 

The next bit was like a home movie, all pieces of Randy’s endless filming of the two of you together. Whether it was date nights, you studying together in the library, or hanging out with your friend. It was all here, the two of you together in an attempt to live a somewhat normal life after the most traumatic event you lived through. All the moments you wished to live in forever, were now a timeless film, directed by yours truly. 

When the ending had rolled, you looked up to your boyfriend with tears streaming down your face. “Oh Randy, I love it.” You said softly, leaving your spot beside him and climbing into his lap. 

“I’m glad you like it.” he replied, a smile on his face while he settled his hands on the small of your back. “Now we can live forever.” he said softly, leaning into your touch as you placed a hand against his smooth cheek. Your other hand brushed lightly over his chin, the goatee that you once hated had become something you loved so dearly. It made him look older, more mature and you loved that. You pressed your lips to his, tugging at his bottom lip with your teeth lightly, making him groan. You smiled, feeling accomplished upon hearing the sound. 

“Should I expect a sequel?” you asked teasingly, Randy rolled his eyes. The boy rolled you over so your back was pressed against the bed and he hovered over you before he dipped his head down and placed a kiss to your exposed neck, nipping softly as the sensitive skin. 

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