Your P.O.V.
It was my ex best friend. Beverly Marsh.
"Bev?" I looked at her closer. She kept her hair short and it was still curly.
"Y/n, I'm so sorry about what happened. I missed you." She said.
"Bev, it's fine. Bill and I are actually dating again. He's sitting on the couch. You kind of ruined a little moment, but I'm sure he'll be happy to see you." I told her, trying to sound as nice as possible. She nodded. She walked in.
"Bev?!" I heard Bill ask.
"Hey, Bill." She said quietly. He stood up and hugged her. I felt a little pang in my chest. Was I jealous? Yes. I don't know why, though. We just had a heated make out session on the couch, so, I should be able to trust him. Right?
I touched my neck, remembering what had just happened 30 minutes ago.
"Y/n!" Bill screamed. I looked up at him and moved my hand from my neck. He looked at where my hand had been, and smirked.
"What?" I asked. Now, Bev was looking too, wearing the same smirk.
"Your necks a little purple, n/n." Bill said. My eyes widened.
"Shit." I mumbled, before running to the bathroom. I looked in the mirror to see little purple spots all over my neck. It kind of seemed like Bill was proud of himself for it, though. It wasn't long before Bill came running up to me.
"I'm sorry if I went too far." He said. I laughed at him. He gave me a confused look.
"You didn't go too far, Billy." I told him. The look of confusion was replaced with relief. He smiled at me. I looked at his lips, before leaning in. I smiled before our lips connected.
Richie busted into the bathroom. Bill and I jumped apart.
"What the fuck, Rich?!" I screamed.
"Th-the clown. I saw it." He said, clearly out of breath.
"What?" I asked, not looking him in the eye.
"I saw the fucking clown!" He screamed at me, causing me to jump back.
"Don't yell at her! She did nothing to you!" Bill screamed. I grabbed his arm reassuringly, telling him to back off.
"Sorry, y/n." He said, looking down at his feet.
"It's fine." I told him. He looked up at me, then down at my neck. A smirk grew on his lips. He looked at Bill, then back to my neck.
"What did you guys do while we were gone?" Richie asked. I rolled my eyes.
"We just kissed." I lied.
"Either you have hickeys on your neck, or Bill and you got into a heated argument." He said.
"Okay, fine, we made out. That's it." Bill admitted. Richie blew up in laughter.
"Whatever, can we get back to the clown." I said, very much annoyed.
"Oh, right. We went down to the park, and we saw him standing there." He said.
"So, what y/n saw on the news might've been actually real." Bill said, looking over to me.
"Or it just got to my mind. But, that doesn't explain what happened afterwards." I said. The memory still sent chills down my back.
"I don't know. It wasn't like when you were being possessed. It was more like when he was leaving your body. But, as far as we know, he hasn't possessed you since that summer." Bill stated. I nodded my head.
"Do you think he's trying to make you go insane?" Richie asked.
"Like Bowers!" Bill realized. Wait, what?
"Henry's still alive?" I asked.
"Yeah, that clown drove him to the mental institution." Richie told me. I nodded slowly.
"Maybe we could ask him some questions?" I suggested. They nodded.
"We'll go later today. Right now, we have to go say hi to Bev." Richie said, walking out of the room. It was quiet for a little bit.
"How long are we going to be here, Bill?" I asked him.
"I don't know. Don't you want to stay here with us?" He asked.
"Well, yeah, but, I just moved to New York, and I still have to go to college." I began to ramble.
"You don't have to go to college. You could sell your apartment! Just, please, don't leave me again." He said, tears forming in his eyes. I pulled him into a hug and he sobbed into my shoulder.
"I will never leave you, Billy." I whispered to him.
"I love you, y/n l/n." He said, pulling away from the hug and looking into my eyes.
"I love you, too, William Denbrough." He chuckled at his full name. I gave him a quick kiss, before running downstairs. I soon heard him chasing after me. I let out a scream as I heard his footsteps approach me. He caught up to me in the kitchen, and picked me up bridal style.
He began to tickle me, causing me to go into laughing fit.
"Guys, we have company over. Stop acting all lovey dovey for a second, and say hi!" Richie yelled at us. A blush formed on my face.
"We already did." Bill said. I gave Bev a small smile, in which she returned. The rest of the day consisted of the group catching up. We went out for dinner. I really did miss Bev. The day was going good until...
A/N Don't you love it when people leave you on cliffhangers. Oh wait! I do that. Hope you guys enjoyed this chapter. I'll try not to leave you on a cliffhanger for too long. Or will I?
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We're back, Losers| Sequel to Welcome To The Losers Club
FanficIt's been three years since the clown incident happened. Y/n is 18 and living in an apartment alone. What happens when kids in Derry go missing again, but this time it's not the clown.