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WARNING: Spoiler alerts! If you haven't seen the new it, and are planning on it, just know this has spoilers. Language, GORE
Mike was being held down, his nose pressed into the raw meat he was supposed to be delivering.
Henry forced his face closer to the meat, the rest of Henry's gang watched, and laughed.
Mike looked up.
In the bushes stood a clown, blood coated the collar of his frilly costume.
The clown looked at him smiling.
He lifted his arm to wave, where he had another, severed arm in hand.
Mike cringed as the clown waved with someone else's arm.
Shouts were heard in distance.
Suddenly Henry cried out in pain.
"BITCH!" He yelped as Beverly Marsh threw a rock, hitting him in the forehead.
Mike crawled away from Henry and his gang, out of breath, he lied on his back.
"You okay?" Mike looked up to see another girl, one he had not noticed before.
She was on the shorter side, dark brown hair, dark brown eyes.
"Yeah, fine." She reached down to help him up.
When he stood she picked up a rock, and chucked it, smacking Henry in the face.
"Good throw." Mike commented.
"Thanks." She smiled.
Finally, Henry's gang of goons gave up, giving the Losers Club a much needed victory.
"Go blow your dad, you mullet wearing asshole!" Richie yelled, then gave Henry the bird.
Mike thanked the losers club for helping him, he walked over to the girl who had helped him up earlier.
"I don't think I ever got your name."
"Hannah, its Hannah." She replied, blushing.
Mike didn't know what he was doing, but he leaned in and his lips lightly connected to her cheek.
Hannah blushed harder.
"See ya Hannah." Mike said, walking off.
"Bye M-mike." She stuttered, flustered.
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Multifandom Imagines/Preferences
FanfictionThis is a book with imagines and preferences all around. This is more of a multi fandom book, now, so feel free to request whatever you'd like, when requests are open. Yes, I am aware that my cover says 80's/90's imagines, I just lived it so much t...
