Inspired by magical80s imagines/preferences book! Go check it out!
You laid on your bed lazily. Saturday's could be so boring in Castle Rock. The sun was beginning to set when you heard a soft knock on the window.
"Psst, Y/N?" A familiar voice continued to knock on your window. You pursed your lips and made your way towards the glass. Gordie pressed his face against it. You gasped in surprise and opened the window for him.
Being on the first floor of your house has its perks.
"Gordie, what's up?" You asked him as he collapsed on your bed. He didn't reply. "Gordie?" You walked to his side and saw tears staining his cheeks. You felt your heart shatter.
"Why'd Denny have to die? My parents hate me. If Denny didn't die, maybe Mom and Dad wouldn't ignore me anymore.. What if---" You cut him off.
"Gordie, it's okay. Actually, no it's not. We all miss Denny. Your parents miss him just like you miss him too. It's not your fault, okay?" You honestly had no idea how to comfort him.
"It is my fault!" Gordie sobbed into your shoulder. You placed a comforting hand on his back. You let him cry. Sometimes that helped you, just letting it all out.
"You know what, Gordie? Just because your parents 'hate' you...doesn't mean someone doesn't love you." You gulped nervously.
"What do you mean, Y/N?" Gordie looked up at you tiredly.
"I love you," you whispered.
Gordie sat up straight,"Wait... Y-you do?"
You nodded,"I love you."
Gordie smiled and wiped his tears,"I love you too."
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lowkey mad at myself for rushing & creating short imagines but ehhh..
publishing the first part of my wil wheaton fanfic later today! so stay tuned!!
