Liar // Patrick Hockstetter x fem!Reader x Henry Bowers

Ten 》After Dinner

After dinner, you had stormed off into your bedroom and changed into simple, short sweatpants and a thin pullover.

Then you laid down again, letting your eyes wander along the decoration of your room until it got dark.

Your mother had questioned your arrival, since you came home so late. Then she had asked, why the shopping bag had been so dirty and in the end, she had thanked you for buying all the groceries.

You had easily avoided a precise answer and lied to her before thanking her with a forced, small smile.

You couldn't help, but think about Bowers the whole time.

And now, you were laying in bed and slowly starting to drift off. Good, old sleep. Always welcome to you.

You were barely half asleep when you heard a slight hammering. It wasn't too loud, but it scared the hell out of you.

Jumping out of bed, you stared towards the window above it.

Your room's ceiling light was out, the only source of brightness being the moon and some street lamps.

As you looked through the glass, you were able to make out a silhouette. And after being scared for a short amount of time, you realized it was a male one.

It was Henry Bowers. Right there, in front of your window.

Well, you were still scared. What did he want from you and why did he came in the fucking middle of the night?

You sat down on your bed again and tried your best to avoid to look at him and not be bothered by his intense gaze.

But then he knocked again. This time a little bit louder, with an angry expression on his face. Shit.

If you opened up to him now, how would this end? He had gotten angry due to you ignoring him, so he definitely wouldn't be nice...

Still, you didn't want him to take revenge on you or Bill, so you opened up. You could at least try to act like you accepted his apology.

Without wasting too much time, Henry had entered your room. "Next time you better let me in directly.", he mumbled, closing the window with a smack.

Hopefully, your parents and brothers didn't wake up. And hopefully, there would never be a next time.

"Understand?", he asked annoyed, raising his brows at you.

"Yeah...", you whispered quickly. You had no idea what he was doing here, so you were just cooperating like you did at the arcade.

"Here, I got something for you.", he said, sliding his hand into his pants' pocket and grabbing something.

As he pulled out the thing he had just grabbed, you were surprised to see walnuts.

You could barely make them out in the darkness of the room, but you knew what walnuts these were.

The walnuts your mother had begged you to buy, because Georgie wasn't going to stop bragging about how he had already eaten all of his old ones.

You hesitantly held your hand out to grab the package, but were stopped by Henry, who held on tight to your wrist.

"What's up with you? Aren't we forgetting something?", he teased, making a joke you didn't understand before he tugged at your arm so hard you stumbled forward.

You nearly fell right into his arms, but he was quick to grab you by your hips and press his lips onto your's.

He held you steady, since he didn't want you to fall onto the ground.