Henry bowers x Patrick hockstetter (it) and other bowers gang bits

The caravan

"You're an idiot Patrick." Henry shouted out at Patrick as he happily kicked water at Henry.

"That's not very nice of you is it Hen." Patrick pouted then went straight back to acting like a child, kicking more water at Henry.

"When it comes to being near shit water I don't really want to get aids thank you, now come on." Henry ordered as he walked into the forest and away from the stream.

"I thought this was going to be a fun day out, so far we have walked to much and I'm not even sure where we are and I'm getting hungry, I just think you are going to leave me here and let me rot breaking my heart in the process." Patrick whined dragging his feet along the mud path.

"We are nearly there stop complaining." Henry rummaged through his old ass backpack finding a water bottle, throwing it at Patrick. "I didn't bring any food with us so shut up and have this you big baby."

It was honestly weird, Henry wasn't normally this nice to Patrick, even though henry had decided he was ok with Patricks advances he also muttered "don't make any sort of move on me ever in the area of others." which Patrick had stuck to but at the same time they were never really alone it was like Henry deliberately made sure they weren't alone by refusing to go to Patrick's and not inviting Patrick to his house. Even Belch and Vic were making sure he didn't sit near Henry at lunch or in class. Even though patrick knew he was known to be a bit creepy and odd and didn't really do feelings like normal people do, it always felt nice and warm with Henry around and his little crush didn't help that Henry thought he was a freak like everyone else. He only put up with him because he was good at bullying and tormenting kids.

"Here we are." Henry announced stopping in his tracks. Patrick bumped into him as he was daydreaming then he looked up at a smiling Henry. 'The fuck is going on' Patrick though contorting his face while looking at Henrys. He finally looked up at what he had been brought to, a small caravan that had been slightly overrun by nature.

"Why have you brought me to a run down caravan in the middle of a forest?" Patrick asked letting himself slump and take a breath.

"Come on." Henry grabbed Patrick's hand dragging him until they got to the door of the caravan where he let the hand go and pushed it open.

"Come on in then." Henry smiled back at him. Henry's smiling was a rare thing.

"What's in there? Your not gonna kill me, like I know I'm fucked up a bit but you know, I-I'd like to live Hen." Patrick stuttered out scared, which is something Henry hadn't seen in Patrick before.

"No I'm not, now get in cock sucker." Henry calmly said following Patrick in after he looked around quickly.

"It's.... just a clean caravan... what's going on?" Patrick turned to look at Henry who shut the door then walked a short distance to get into Patrick space, looked him up and down before locking eyes with him quickly bringing his lips to Patrick's, who gladly welcomed it.

Patrick snaked his arms around Henry, Henry followed suit and taking a hand and pulling Patrick's waist closer, tangling his other hand in Patrick hair. This carried on for a few seconds before Henry removed his hands and brought them to Patrick's face, startling Patrick.

"You ok?" Henry asked hoping he hadn't crossed a line with what he was doing.

"Yeah." Patrick answered closing his eyes and leaning into the touch of one of Henry's hands.

Being from where they were it's wasn't really a normal thing to show affection to others it's seen as more of a weak thing. Showing affection was different towards a man, it should only be for a woman, to be affectionate towards men, you don't really want to know the outcome.

"What's gotten into you then?" Patrick blurted out.

Henry looked at his hands frowned slightly and then slid them off Patrick's face.

"I guess for me it doesn't feel bad to like you, but everyone else says it bad for us to like each other. It's impossible to get away from everyone else so I wanted to find a spot for us where no one would think to look so we can be us." Henry looked ashamed.

"you've gone soft on me, I like it." Patrick smiled getting evil eyes in return from Henry. "Hey don't make that face with me I know what you mean, I don't know how to respond though, I'm sorry." Patrick brought his hands to cup Henry's face.

"now are you going to help or are you going to leave me with blue balls." Patrick whined pulling Henry closer and leaving a kiss on his nose.

"And just a second ago you were being all emotional with me." Henry looked down.

"Hen...please look at me." Patrick caressed Henry's face with his thumbs. "I don't know how to respond, hell I don't even know how to make you happy. I'm a mess of a human, someone longed for the loony bin, no future Hen. I absolutely love being around you, annoying you, kissing you. It makes my heart do odd things but I always remember that in the future I won't get that same feeling. I'm going to loose you I know I will and I don't want to hurt you along the way." Patrick gave a small smile at the end before finding the floor more interesting.

"Pat I don't care, I want you with me for everything even if that means we run off and you get locked up there I'm not leaving you to rot. You make me stupidly happy and I'm not letting you go." Henry pulled Patrick into a hug.

Patrick relaxed into Henry's neck.

"Your the most real thing to me you know that." Patrick mumbled into Henry's neck.

Henry laughed.

"I have no idea what that means but I'm happy I'm it." Henry whispered back.

Eventually they left the rundown caravan and returned to the normal world. Their gang causing mischief and low level crimes.
Belch and Vic trying to sus them out after Henry and Patrick sused them out.

They did sometime later leave Derry behind and no one in the town ever heard from them again, not that they would like to know anyway.

The end...