Fear WILL Find You // IT // Bill Skarsgard

Chapter 29

Lyles POV.

"Lyle... Lyle... Lyle, wake up" I opened my eyes to be greeted with the golden sunlight which was streaming through the thin white curtains. Normally I would wince at the brightness but today I didn't. It felt calming. I was content. I stroked my hand across the chest which my head was rested on as I smiled before cuddling into the body more. Leons hand ran up and down my back as I felt the warmth of his hand through the thin material. "You need to get ready for work" his voice was soothing as he spoke but the thought of leaving this comfort made me feel sick. I wanted to stay like this forever.

"I don't want to get up" I moaned as I buried my head further into his chest before he began to play with my hair as I felt an immense satisfaction. Everything was so comforting. "I wish we could just stay like this all day too, but we can't. You need to go to work." I groaned before sitting up as I looked at him with a pout while he smiled back before leaning in as I did the same. His soft lips met mine as I felt like I was in heaven. My hands held onto his shoulders as one of his held onto my waist, the other supporting him as he was lying on his side.

I wrapped the black towel around my body as I walked out of my bathroom and into my bedroom once again. I walked over to the clothes which I had left in a pile earlier as I picked them up to place them on the bed which Leon had made for me. I began to walk over to the door to shut it so I could get dressed when I noticed Leon in the doorway. "What's wrong?" I asked as he began to laugh before tapping the bun on the top of my head. "I thought you were meant to wash your hair in a shower" his tone was sarcastic as he smirked as I slapped his arm playfully.

"I only wash it every second day" I explained as he looked at me with that smile that melts me. "What did you want?" I asked to get back onto the subject we were originally on. "Well, I was wondering if I could have a shower?" he asked as I nodded "Of course you can! There is a towel in there". I walked back over to the pile of clothes as I pulled on the matching set of black lacy underwear, a long sleeved tight black crop top, a pair of black and white striped wide legged trousers, and black heels which have thick crossed straps which secure them to my feet tightly.

I walked into the kitchen as I untied my hair, letting it flow loosely around me. I popped four pieces of bread in the toaster before walking over to the sofa and fluffing up the pillows and making it look more presentable. As I was doing that Leon walked into the room with the bottom part of his body covered in black skinny jeans and a pair of black suede shoes. He walked over to the heater which his blue t-shirt was hung over. He picked it up and checked to see if there were any remaining blood stains but luckily they had all been washed out.

I couldn't help but be hypnotised as I watched him pull on the shirt, his back dry apart from some droplets falling from his hair. Suddenly it tensed up as he pulled on the shirt, all of the muscles standing out as the dip running down his spine became more prominent. PING! I was snapped out of my daze as the toast popped out of the toaster. I walked over and pulled it out as I began to butter it. I glanced to the side to see Leon drying his hair off with a towel which worked surprisingly quickly. His hair was a wild mess but god it still looked good on him. I couldn't take my eyes off him. I wish I could just stay with him all day but I can't. I need to go to work. In fact, I should have been in work at that very moment.

We began to walk to my work, pieces of toast in our hands as we ate it. Well, we ate one as we walked along the streets, we ate the first in the elevator to the bottom floor of the apartments. We talked about sweet nothings and laughed as we walked past the police station, the cool breeze flowing over us. As we reached the park the mood changed as I realised how little time I actually had. "Are you okay?" Leon asked as he took one of my hands in one of his and I looked at him with a small smile and a subtle nod of the head as he stopped walking, causing me to.