Stand By Me Imagines and Preferences

19:Gordie Imagine

"No way!" you exclaimed.

"Shhh!" Gordie hushed you, putting his finger on his lips and looking around to see if anyone noticed your outburst. When he was satisfied no one was paying attention to you two, he nodded. "Yes, and do you have to be so loud? I don't want the whole world to know." He kept his voice down to a whisper.

The both of you were sitting in a booth in the back corner of the diner. You two were just talking about the past summer, and he mentioned that he saw the body of Ray Brower, like it was casual or something, which led to him telling you the story of his adventure with Chris, Vern, and Teddy.

You have him an apologetic look. "Sorry. I just can't believe that you, Gordie Lachance, found Ray Brower."

He leaned back and smirked triumphantly. "Well, to be honest, Vern spotted him first."

"But you were there," you whisper-shouted. "And you saw his body."

"Yeah." Then suddenly the smile across his face turned to a serious look, and he leaned forward. "But, you can't tell anyone. About any of it. About me or Teddy or Chris or Vern."

You nodded. "Of course!"

He looked at you with that 'are-you-sure' face. "Y/N, you've gotta be serious about this. If anybody finds out-"

"They won't," you interrupted. "You can trust me, Gordie."

He bit his lip and scrunched his eyebrows in consideration. "Okay, but you have to pinky promise." He held up his pinky.

You took your pinky, crossed it over your heart, kissed it, and held it up. "I pinky promise."

Gordie leaned back in seat again, a breath if relief escaped his mouth. "Good." He smiled at you.

Wooo! I actually wrote an imagine, and not some random crap. Although this one is pretty short and crappy.
The media is this reading we had to do and I saw Wheaton whatever it says, so I had to write Wil in front of it. And almost no one got it. *smh* M'kay.

~Mariah