sparks | henry creel

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*MENTION OF SEXUAL CONTENT, NOT SMUT, BUT YEAH*
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Y'all I would like to say thank you so much for three thousand viewers when this book has only been around for three days. Every vote that happens shows up on my phone and always makes my day so thank you all very much. Anyways on with the book :') </3

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Dustin left around ten am to go home and get ready for bowling with Steve and Nancy and Robin. I think it's funny that they're all so much older then him yet bring him around. They don't even treat him like a child, they just like having him around, I guess. Normally everyone else would go with them but Lucas and Chrissy are both in  Indianapolis for a basketball game and Eddie and Mike are hanging out at the arcade, and, well, Henry and I are about to go shopping.

He tried assuring me he didn't need any clothes but I told him he can't keep on dressing in the same clothes over and over, that some day some asshole is going to take notice and he's going to become the light of attention.

I didn't know if wether or not I wanted him to be all for myself or if I wanted him to be left alone so he wouldn't become the target of Jason Carver or his friends. Lately, though, Jason hasn't been the one to be an asshole because he knows if he's being a bitch to us he's being a bitch to Chrissy.

A year ago, a... Accident... Happened in Hawkins mall, causing it to be destroyed and then rebuilt. So, that's where we're be going because they have more clothing options, hopefully.

Since Hawkins isn't a high-social and popular town, there are no busses, limiting our choices of transportation. So, we chose to ride my two-seater bike.

As I was peddling through town, hardly any cars driving by because it's Saturday and mostly everyone is at home with their family or already at the mall. "How do you like the Indiana wind?" I ask, looking behind me. "I feel like my face is about to be burned off, and it isn't even hot!" He replies, although it's more like yelling because of the wind being so loud as we drove by. I laugh, looking back ahead, not wanting to wreck us. Technically it wouldn't be that bad because he's holding on to me. All of a sudden my walkie-talkie goes off and Steve begins talking. "Listen shit heads, I don't want a little Henry running around, so make sure you wrap your-"
"STEVE!" Nancy cuts in, and I look behind me and Henry doesn't even have any idea what he's talking about. I cut the stupid thing off, which I probably shouldn't have done, because we all have too much shit in this town. Whether it be demons or monsters or cursed children, it's a bad idea to turn off your only way of communicating with your friends.

"What was he talking about?" Henry asks and I shake my head.
"Heather, tell me."
I shake my head once more as I try to focus on the road ahead of me. A few seconds pass by. "Hea-"
"SEX!" I blurt out causing a couple of people walking on the sidewalk to yell at me.
"What is sex?" He asks.

I look back at him. "Nothing." I say, looking back forward.

I am not about to have the birds and the bees conversation with him.

"Heather?" He asks five seconds later. "Look, Henry, I'm really trying to focus right now." I say, and he continues pestering me.

At one point I have had enough and pull the bike over to the side. "GET OFF." I feel heat rise up to chest. He hops off and I do after. I look over to him and his face is emotionless. "You wanna know what sex is?!" I shout, a little too loudly. Many may say I was overreacting but when you have a sixteen year old asking you what sex is you'd get pretty annoyed if he asks over TEN times.

"Sex is when a man puts his dingaling into a woman's.. area." I lower my voice, not wanting to traumatize a kid nearby.

"And what happens from that?" He asks lowly, looking me in my eyes. "Uh, usually a baby is formed but if not then it's for pleasure."

One point for discomfort.

"Have you ever had sex, Heather?" He asks.

"Not like this is any of your concern, but no, I haven't." I cross my arms. "Do you ever touch yourself?" He asks in a controlling voice. My eyes widen. "YOU KNEW!" My voice raises and I feel heat rising again. "YOU KNEW ALL ALONG WHAT SEX IS!" I yell, and a large smirk appears on his face.

I push him against a pole. "You fucking pervert!" I shout, and he winces in pain but is still laughing. "You're a pig, Henry!" I scoff, and for a moment our faces are nearly inches away from eachother.

If I wanted too, I could pull him close and kiss me, like in those movies where the guy or girl kisses the other out of anger. Or, kiss to stop the anger. I don't know.

He chuckles one last second before stopping when he realizes how close our faces are.

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Ooh cliffhanger ;))))