Dedicated to @SlaveForGoogle
Summary: You and Henry Bowers are secretly dating but one day, he accidentally leaves a hickey and you forget to cover it up. The Losers' easily notice and question you. Henry basically told The Losers, but in the end, they're still your friends.
Word Count: 844
I APOLOGISE FOR ANY SPELLING ERRORS
UNDEDITED
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"Henry!" You gasped as he nipped at your delicate skin. Henry pulled back, watching the bruise form.
"You a hole, you're gonna leave a bruise!" You exclaimed, touching the new formed bruise, wincing.
"That'll show everyone that you're mine" Henry smirked, clearly satisfied on what he did to you.
"Henry, we're not even public out to everyone"
"Well tell everyone who made that master piece" And with those final words, the bell rang. Henry winked at you, kissing you once more before leaving. You were both behind the school, having your some what 'make out' session.
You groaned, parting ways to the opposite direction. You waved your boyfriend goodbye as you entered the school.
You and Henry have been dating for a few weeks now and you haven't told anyone about your relationship yet. To be frank, you were quite embarrassed of being seen around Henry. You were known as the 'Sweet Girl' around town, due to your kindness you give to everyone. You and Henry? No one would suspect that coming. Plus, he's the town's biggest bully and he bullies all your friends. You didn't care if you were part of 'The Losers' Club.' It was a dumb label for your group of friends.
You entered your maths class, sitting in your assigned seat next to one of your best friends, Beverly Marsh.
The teacher began to lecture everyone about algebra and how to simplify it into ratios and such.
Meanwhile, you didn't care less on what the teacher was saying. You were doodling on your book flowers and plants.
"[Y/N] [L/N], will you please explain the equation on the board" Your teacher spoke, gaining your attention when she spoke of your name.
You had no problems, seeing as you were an intelligent kid and excelled in every class.
You got up, taking the white board marker from your teacher's hands and filling out the missing questions.
"Very well done, Miss [L/N]" The teacher motioned for you to sit back at your seat, calling another student as you sat down. You sighed.
'This is gonna take some time'
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The day slowly rolled by and soon enough, it was lunch time. You opened your lunch box to reveal an untouched sandwich. You picked your sandwich up, taking off the cling wrap, before munching on it.
Beverly Marsh sat down next to you, who was accompanied by Ben Hanscom. In front of you sat Eddie Kaspbrak, Richie Tozier, Bill Denbrough and Stanley Uris. They were all discussing something irrelevant.
"Hey [Y/N], what's that on your neck?" Beverly questioned, poking the bruised skin. You winced, slapping her hand away. This caught everyone at the table's attention.
"It's nothing"
"IS THAT A HICKEY" Richie Tozier, the trash mouth and jokester of the group, yelled.
"Richie yell it some more for the people in the back" You sarcastically said, glaring at the boy.
"IS THAT A HICKEY!" Richie screamed once more, and way louder. You groaned, rolling your eyes.
"S-s-she's n-n-not denying i-it!" Bill pointed out.
"Who gave it to you?" Eddie inquired. The boys were all eager to find out who the lucky person was, even Ben, and Ben always minded his business!
"It's-" You coughed.
"No on-"
"Hey babe" The familiar voice of Henry Bowers and his gang walked up behind you. You looked at the boys with a sheepish smile.
"Heyyy, Henryyy" You turned around, giving your boyfriend a smile. Henry quickly pecked you, smirking and winked at you before leaving your group alone.
You were bombarded with questions, most of them being 'why him?'
"Guys, Henry's actually sweet if you get to know him, don't take the piss out of me" You said, suddenly feeling a bit insecure.
"SWEET? HE TRIED TO KILL ME!" Richie cried out loud.
"You're really going for the bad guys, [Y/N]?" Beverly spoke, raising her eyebrows and crossing her arms.
"B-b-be careful w-w-with h-him, [Y/N]" Bill stuttered sternly, looking at you. You nodded whenever everyone spoke. After a few minutes of talking then silence, you proceeded to talk.
"Are you guys mad?" You questioned at all of them. They all looked at each other with this telepathic look, some nodding, some shaking their heads. Ben started,
"We're not mad, we're just a bit-"
"WHY THE FUCK WOULD YOU GO FOR HIM?" Richie yelled out. Richie didn't looked mad, or he didn't have a mad tone.
"I don't know, he's actually really sweet guys!"
"Yeah, to you" Stanley snorted. You put your head on Beverly's shoulder and sighed.
"But we're happy for you, [Y/N]" Beverly smiled down at you, patting your head.
"Really?" You looked at Beverly, seeing her nod. The boys nodded too.
"Just tell him to back off at us, and we'll be fine" Richie commented, crossing his arms.
"Gee guys, thanks for using me" You grinned at all of them, doing your finger guns.
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Sorry it was short! It didn't really have a good ending, my mind is completely blank smhhhhh
