A/n: Hi everyoneee! I'm backkkkk!!
~Stan's POV~
Why did we have to do this? Why are WE the ones going after the clown? This is stupid. I never wanted to go into this house anyway. We should have ignored it, left it other people to figure out.
I hear a noise, thinking it could be Beverly. I turned, said her name quietly. Pennywise sticks his head around the corner, laughing. I turn to tell my friends that he's here, but all I see is a room, a room I have never seen before.
I start hyperventilating, shit, shit, shit.I KNEW this would happen. I told them I didn't want to go into this stupid fucking house.
I start shouting their names, thinking they might hear me. "Bill! Richie! Eddie! Y/n! Ben! Mike!" I call out, banging on the door. I try pulling it and pushing it but it won't budge.
Then, I hear footsteps, coming towards me. I feel tears coming into my eyes. I move my flashlight around, shaking. "Who's there?" I call out. I hear laughter, loud, fast footsteps. I hear something behind me.
I turn around, shining my light where I hear the sound, and there she is. The woman, in my dad's office, coming at me with insane speed. I can't move, and she grabs me, and everything goes black after that.
~Y/n POV~
As soon as everyone gets down, I turn to look for Stan. "Hey, guys?" They all turn to look at me. "Stan's not here."
"Oh shit." Eddie shouts. We all start heading out together, calling Stan's name. I was scared, so scared. We promised Stan, I promised Stan we wouldn't leave his side. We start treading through the mucky water.
As we're walking and calling his name, I start to hear something. I stop, and everyone looks at me. "Do you guys hear that?" I ask, as they stop to listen, they all hear it too.
We follow the shouts to a room, with a large door. I push against the door and everyone helps. With all of us together, it finally opens.
"Stan!" We all shout at once when we get in there. We shine our flashlights around. We all see a figure over Stan, gnawing on his face. "What the fuck?"
I'm not sure who said it but we were all thinking it. The figure looks up at us, retracting its jaw. We stare in horror at the creature Stanley feared most.
Stan took at deep breath, blood dripping down the sides of his head and face. We watched the woman go into a pipe. It came back out to be the damn clown. This fucking clown just tried to eat my friend!
We all rush over to the boy on the ground. "Stanley!" He jolts up, terrified.
"You left me!" He shouts at us. "You took me into Neibolt, you're not my real friends!" He cries. We all apologize and hug onto him. My heart breaks for the poor boy. I wrap my arms around him, holding onto him tightly. After that, he goes quiet, all I can hear are his small hiccups from crying.
~Stan's POV~
Y/n wrapped her arms around me. All of a sudden, I felt so safe. It was like she was the only person there with me. She kept whispering that she was sorry into my ear. I cried on her shoulder, and I rarely cry, especially in front of a girl.
Maybe it's because she has been my friend for so long. Maybe it's because she acts like one of the guys. Or maybe, just maybe, I had caught feelings for her.
She was always there for me. Like when my dad got mad at me she would come over and talk to me about something stupid, like what Richie says to her sometimes. Or when she always stands up for me when Richie's talking trash. Or when she opened up to me about her fear.
There was something about this moment that made me think back to everything we had done together. Something about her. She seemed a lot prettier with only the light of the flashlight around her.
A part of me wanted to kiss her, but my worried ass self couldn't. What if she doesn't want me? What if she won't like kissing me in front of the others? What is she has a crush on someone else in the group, or someone else likes her?
I start hearing Bill's name being called. He's gone. Y/n pulls out of the hug and looks around, worry in her eyes. She helps me up, and leads up front, calling out for Bill.
I knew it, she liked Bill, not me.
~Y/n POV~
I always thought I liked Bill. He was kind, cute, and super dedicated to his little brother, which I loved. But in that moment, being with Stan, made me feel worthy.
Bill was always on about Beverly, always looking at Beverly, making me feel like the second best. I told Stan this before anyone else, and he kept that secret.
That was my fear, never being good enough, always being second best. Bill made me feel like shit whenever I tried talking to him and he only wanted Beverly.
Stan though, Stan made me feel worthy. Stan never interrupted me about Beverly, he never made me feel like I wasn't pretty enough to be her. He put me before her because he knew me before her.
In that moment, hugging Stan, I felt like I knew. I started to remember everything about Stan and I. Like when we won chicken wars in the Quarry. Or when we went to get ice cream together to get away from Richie.
Everything that I was remembering made me realize that it was never Bill. I liked the thought of Bill and what we could become. But with Stan, it's different. It was always Stan, it just took him almost dying for me to realize that.
I can't let him know, because there's a chance he also likes Beverly more than me, too.
A/n: hope you guys like this, I thought it was super cute but also a bit different than my usually stories. but anyways you all are amazing and I'm so happy to be back.
