IT: Bowers gang x female reader

Chapter 8

(This chapter will have some sexual content)

I woke up to something hitting my window. Ugh who the hell is up at this hour. It's 3:45 am. I get up and walk over to the window. I moved the curtains and looked out. I didn't see anything. I was about to walk away when a rock hit my window. What the shit. I look out again and see him... Patrick. I opened my window and let him in. 

"Okay Patrick what the fuck are you doing here at almost 4 am!" I whisper yelled at him. 

He crawled through the window and stood up. He looked me up and down. He licked his lips in a suggestive manner. What was this boy doing. I looked down at myself and realized what I was wearing. 

"Get out of here! Or don't look and let me change at least!" My face was burning hot. Luckily it was still dark out so he couldn't see the full extent of my red face. 

"Hmm I don't think I will. I like the view y/n." He licked his lips again. He started to walk over to me in long strides. I backed up and he continued walking towards me. 

I glared at him. "Patrick.. I don't like where this is going." I told him. 

"I like where this is going." He told me before he cornered me at the wall. I looked him in the eyes and gulped. Fear was in my eyes and I knew he could see it. 

"Pat please... what if Henry finds out what you're doing. Remember in the car earlier when I left." I warned him. He didn't seem to care about what I said. Instead he put his face in the crook of my neck. 

I heard him laugh. "Henry can say all the shit he wants. He just doesn't realize I won't stop." He took his face out from my neck. He looked me in the eyes again. I could see the crazy showing. He's mental. 

"Pat, don't you care about me. Won't you listen to my opinion or my pleas?" I tried to reason with him. No way am I doing anything freaky with PATRICK of all people tonight. I heard him laugh. 

"Y/n I'm not going to fucking rape you." He let me go from the wall. He was laughing his ass off. What the hell was that. Does he think this is a joke? I just stood there while he was laughing. My eyes were wide. 

"Patrick..what. The. FUCK. Was. That." I demanded answers. He stopped laughing and walked over to my bed and sat down. 

He patted the seat next to him, offering me to sit down. I walked over and sat down a good-distance  away. Listen I'm still not taking any chances with this freak show. 

"Well my mom got pissed at me when I got home. That and along with Henry yelling at me for slapping your ass. So I was pretty pissed off myself. So I knew that there was one-TWO places that make me calm. One just happens to be your house mainly your bed." He had a grin on his face and looked at me. 

"You're just saying that you wanted to come and sleep in my bed again." I looked at him dumbfounded. That still doesn't explain how he wanted to fuck me. "Listen Patrick why did you corner me and seem like you wanted to fuck me?" 

He thought for a moment. "Well honestly... I don't know. It was just like something came over me. I couldn't resist. Just looking at you makes me feel..." he trailed off. He wasn't going to finish that sentence for the life of him. I already knew not to push his buttons because he could snap at any moment. 

I sighed. "I assume you're not going home then?" He shook his head. I looked at him then my bed. "Get in..." He smiled at me and rolled onto the other side of the bed so I could get in. 

We both got under that blankets. I knew better than to sleep with him next to me knowing I'm dressed like this. Before he put his arm around my waist, I grabbed his shoulder and said "No funny business. Got it." I said sternly. 

He rolled his eyes at that. "Yeah yeah okay princess." He propped himself on his shoulder and kissed my head. My eyes went wide. My mouth was slightly open. He smirked at my expression and turned around. 

"Goodnight y/n" he said. I just laid there still processing what happened. I closed my eyes and fell asleep not too long after. But I couldn't help but worry if he would listen to my words. When he pinned my against the wall, his eyes were crazed. 

What did I get myself into...

Howdy people! Sorry I don't upload as much as I want, I don't have time. My mental health is in the trash and I'll try my hardest. Idk how this story will end up, but eventually a certain clown will show up to a certain mullet haired boy. So stay tuned!

-Hydra