IT ONESHOTS

SEVEN MINUTES IN HEAVEN - BILL

You pulled out a piece of paper, you unfolded it to see Bill's name printed neatly on it
"T-that's mine" he spoke softly "I didn't r-really have anything e-else to p-p-put in so.." he blushed slightly since everyone was staring at him now. You both stood up and he awkwardly shuffled over to the closet "sorry I-it's messy.." he said, opening the door for you. You smiled at the nervous boy and walked inside the small cluttered closet, he followed and Beverly closed the door
"Ok, time starts- now!" She called. You looked around the closet, it was awfully dark, you couldn't really see anything. But you did feel something, Bill was pressed against you. For a second you wondered why, and then you realized the closet had very limited space. You let out a soft sigh
"I'm sorry...I'm sure you wanted to go in here with Bevvy right?" You spoke up. You knew he liked her, the way he looked at her, and the way he acted when she was around, it was obvious. And no matter how much you liked him, nothing would change that.
"W-what? N-no I- I like being in here with you" He said softly, you looked around, getting used to the light
"It's fine really- I know you like her, I'm sorry if this is awkward"
"What m-makes you thi-think I like her?" He asked, his gentle voice calming your nerves. You didn't answer.
"I'm sorry if you tho-thought I liked h-her- b-but I don't" he finished, finding your hand and holding it loosely. It took you a moment to process what was happening, you felt his warm fingers intertwine with yours and his grip tighten slightly. Then soon his other hand found yours too, and you both stood there in silence, just enjoying each other's warmth. You where about to say something, you had finally worked up the courage to say for a while when Beverly, out of nowhere opened the door and told you guys the time was up. You guys glanced at each other in embarrassment and broke away, walking back out to the living room. As the game continued, you and Bill stole glances at each other from across the room. Every time he made eye contact with you he would turn red and look away, making you laugh. Maybe he really didn't like Beverly after all.

[Yep this one was pure because you're both 12/13 > reminder that I decided not to age them up]