~Stay cute, stutter king.~ ((Bill Denbrough x OC reader))

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I just got to Salem, Massachusetts, and my parents let me choose the rental car. I chose a tiny, adorable car and named it Georgie :3

Then I went to a haunted house, guess what the assholes who jumped out at us were dressed as. That's right, clowns. Mother. Fucking. Clowns. Some of them fucking snorted at me. I was offended.
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It was a boy. And oh, boy was he bleeding.

"Holy shit, what happened to you?!" Richie screeched, his usual snarky self not even changing when a bleeding out boy shows up in front of him. I rolled my eyes, and we all ran to help him up. When I got a good look at his face, my mind clicked. The new kid. What was his name....Ben. There it was.

"We need to help you. Let's get him back to town." I said.

"Bowers strikes again." Eddie muttered.

I ignored his comment, "do you think you have enough energy to bike?" I asked Ben.

"Y-y-yeah, definitely...but I don't have a bike..." Ben replied.

"I'll give you mine. I can run." I smiled reassuringly at him, and he smiled back.

"N-n-n-no you can't. You c-c-c-can ride with me." Bill spoke up, picking his bike up. I blushed lightly at the thought, but pushed it away. "Sure. Here you go." I gave Ben my bike, and sat behind Bill on his.

"H-h-h-hold on..." Bill instructed. My face went tomato-red, but I didn't protest, and a slid my arms around his waist, pushing my face against his back.

"Hey, cuddle-douches, we got a dying boy here, save the PDA for the hotel room and get going." Richie snapped. We all started biking furiously. On the way out, we heard a scream. I couldn't tell who's, but I definitely didn't feel any better about the situation, and I wrapped my arms tighter around Bill.
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After about 5 minutes of Eddie fretting about AIDS, we finally reached the drug store, and we got Ben to sit down, and put down our bikes.
"Richie, Stan, stay here. Bill, Eddie and I will go get the stuff we need." I said, nodding kindly at Ben, who shakily gave me a thumbs up in return. Bill, Eddie and I started running to the store.

"I'm glad I got to meet you before you died." I heard Richie say behind us.

"DONT SAY THAT TO HIM, DUMBASS!" Stan yelled at Richie.

When we got into the store, Eddie and Bill ran to one isle, and I ran to the next. I saw a pretty familiar face, and I smiled widely, rushing up to her and throwing my arms around her.

"BEV!!!!!" I squeezed her, and she made a sound that was like a laugh mixed with a scream.

"Hey, Amy." She smiled at me.

"What are you doing here? Need help?" I said, remembering how confused she looked before I hugged her.

"W-well...." in almost an instant, her face had gotten extremely red, and she gestured to the shelf in front of her. Pads and Tampons. Oh....fun. I laughed nervously.

"Wh-which one should I get?" Beverly asked helplessly. I couldn't help but smile.
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After a long, uncomfortable conversation, I heard a voice call my name.

"A-a-a-Amy!!" Bill yelled from the other isle.

"Shit, I forgot. OVER HERE, GUYS!" I said, and moved Beverly and I so that we were in front of cards instead of, um....y'know..

"W-w-w-we don't have enough money!" Bill said, running up to me with Eddie tripping over himself behind him.

"What do you need to buy?" Beverly asked.

"There's a pretty badly injured kid outside, we don't have enough money to buy the supplies..." Eddie said. Beverly smiled slyly.

"I got you. Watch this." She walked over to the counter, and smiled sweetly at the man behind it. "I love your glasses...you look just like Clark Kent." She batted her eyelashes. I held in a laugh. The man behind the counter blushed, and giggled. "Oh, that's very sweet of you." He cooed. "Say, can I.....try them on?" Beverly asked innocently. The man hesitated a bit, then smiled. "Of course." He handed her his glasses. She slowly put them on, and smiled. "What do you think?" She, yet again, batted her eyelashes. The man gushed. "You look gorgeous." She smiled again, and took the glasses off. "Well, here-" she knocked over a display, accidentally on purpose. "Ohmygod, I am so sorry!" She blushed, fakely embarrassed. The man flashed her a creepy grin. "It's alright..." he reached down to pick everything up, and Beverly turned and motioned for us to go. I blew her a kiss, and grabbed Bill and Eddie, rushing out with them, Eddie slamming himself into a display on the way, making me bust out laughing, but luckily we got out before the man saw us.

"We got everything. Let me see the cut." Eddie said, kneeling down near Ben. He lifted his shirt, revealing a H cut into his stomach.

"Shit.." I muttered.

"A'righ there old chap, don't waste time, get in there Dr.K!" Richie whacked Eddie on the back, speaking in a shitty British accent. I rolled my eyes.

"Seriously, shut the fuck up with the accent or I'll carve my whole name into your face." Eddie threatened. I heard the drug store door open, and I smiled, running more towards the street, meeting Beverly half way.

"You. Are. So. Cool!!" I grabbed her hands shaking them madly. She laughed. I pulled out all the money I had, and offered it to her.

"Take it. As a thank you." I winked. She pushed the money back towards me.

"Nah. I only helped you steal cuz you helped me the other day, if you gave me money I'd owe you even more than I already do." She replied.

"You don't owe me shit." I said, nudging her shoulder playfully.

"Oh god, he's bleeding." Eddie's voice rang out from the alley. Beverly looked into the alley in curiosity, and her face contorted into a mix between worry and confusion.
"Ben?" She asked, starting to walk into the alley.

"You know him?" I followed her.

"Yeah, he's in my social studies class....are you okay? That looks like it hurts!" She walked over to Ben. He smiled.

"H-hi Beverly. I'm fine, don't worry." He was blushing madly. I laughed. Adorable.

"I gotta get going. It was nice to meet you all, I hope I can see you again?" She said, pointing at me. An idea filled my head, and I jumped excitedly.

"OOOH! We're going to the lake tomorrow, and-" "oh, no I don't want to bother you." Beverly cut me off. I huffed. "I was going to say, "And you're coming with", but I was so rudely interrupted." I stuck my tongue out at her. "I'll pick you up at 11:00." I smiled smugly. She sighed. "Fiiiine." She gave me her address, waved, and walked off. He second she was out of sight, Richie whacked me across the head.

"What the hell, asshole?!" I rubbed my head, glaring at him.

"Nice job, inviting someone like beverly to hang with us." He pouted.

"What'd she do?" Ben spoke up, lifting his head.

"More like who'd she do. I heard the list is longer than my wang." Richie snorted at his own joke. Stan sighed, "that's not saying much." He retorted. I held in a laugh. Richie glared at him. "Ha. Ha."

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