It (2017) || Imagines ||

Tough || Eddie Kaspbrak

It all started when you punched Henry Bowers in the face.
You were walking home alone after your 'friends' had ditched you. Henry and his cronies drove past you, honking and shouting.
"Hey, Y/N!"
"Nice ass!"
"How about I give you a ride?"
You ignored them and carried on walking. You heard the car stop and, without turning around, quickened your pace.
"Y/N! What's the rush?" Henry called. You could hear the smirk in his voice. You turned around.
"Why don't you take your tiny dick and fuck off?" You snapped.
Bad move.
"What did you say?" Henry growled, grabbing your shoulder. His friends suddenly grasped your arms and took your belongings, throwing them to the ground. They shoved you against the wall.
"I asked you a question," Henry said threateningly, moving closer to you.
You spat straight in his face.
"Fuck. Off."
"You little slut," he hissed, kicking you hard in the leg. You winced in pain and let out a gasp.
You heard the sounds of multiple bikes coming up the road.
"Hey Henry! Back off!" A voice shouted. Henry turned.
"Get out off here, Losers! I'm dealing with my own problem here."
He put a hand around your neck and held you against the wall.
"That's all you are. Just one big problem. Slut."
You brought your fist up and, with a swift movement, it connected with Henry's jaw.
You were dropped immediately as Henry's friends scrambled to pick him up. You heard the 'Losers' cheering behind you. You grabbed your bag and raced towards them.
"Let's get out of here. Hop on," said one of the boys, who you thought was small and... cute.
"You are dead, you little bitch!" Henry growled.
"Let's go!" Said one of the other boys, and they all set off, pedalling as fast as they could.

After finally losing Bowers and his gang, you and the boys rested in the forest, regaining your breath.
"Thanks," you smiled at them, "for helping me."
"Help? Y-You could have took him down yo-yo-yourself!" One of the boys stuttered and grinned. You blushed.
"Seriously, you were so cool!" The small boy said. You smiled at him.
"My names Y/N, by the way."
"I'm Eddie. That's Bill, Stan-,"
"And I'm Richie, but you can call me the man of your dreams," the boy with glasses winked. The others rolled their eyes.
"Would you shut up for once?" Eddie sighed.
"Jeez, don't get jealous. At least take her out to dinner first if you're gonna ask her to marry you," Richie taunted. Eddie's cheeks turned red, and so did yours.
"I don't- I'm not- just shut the fuck up!" He said, pulling an inhaler out of his fanny-pack and breathing.
You laughed at his aggravation.
"You're cute when your angry," you winked. He blushed again. You picked up your bag.
"Thanks again for getting me out of there, but I've got to go," you said. The boys said goodbye and you turned to exit the woods.
"Y/N!" Eddie called. You looked back at him. "See you at school tomorrow?"
You looked at him and smiled.
"Sure."