Dare Me (Henry Bowers x Reader)

Wrong Room

And he held her close for the first time. This newfound heat coming from within her was relishing. He moved even closer to her. Their lips are just about to meet...

I turn the TV off and scoff tossing the remote across from me. The two girls look at me with wide eyes and gaping mouths. "Close your lips, ladies!" I wink at both of them as I smirk to myself. Julie stands next to me laying fuming. "Why would you cut it off? It was getting so good!" I laugh shaking my head.

Carly tilts her head and nods knowingly. "This is about her not thinking love exists." Julie gasps a hand over her mouth shocked. "You don't believe in love (y/n) Tozier? You? Of all people!" I shrug simply. "It's nothing honestly. I mean I've never seen it, not experience it so why do I have a reason to try or even have the effort. Plus have you seen the boys in Derry? Not very soul mate worthy." "But you've liked guys before!" I smile at her protests. "Ture, but I've never felt what it's like to love someone else. I've never felt the yearn for their attention or get pleasure out of feeling their touch. I've never missed anyone of my relationships before. I'm just living Jules. Take it or leave it, honey!"

I grab my 4th bottle and begin to down whatever it contained. As I stand moving to her balcony (completely ignoring what she was going on about) opening the doors and stepping outside. I place a blunt between my lips lighting up the slider cylinder with ease. I draw my breath in, hold, and back out again. Another few minutes passed and most of my blunt had passed away to ash.

I hadn't taken the effort to look around my view. I look up at the night sky astonished by the many bright stars that appear. I look to my left and see the trees looking dark. I look to my right and suddenly the trees look more inviting. My eyes met the cold one of the famous psycho in Derry; Patrick Hockstetter.

His lanky finger leaned up against Belch's balcony chugging his beers and tossing them at trees to see them bust. He hadn't noticed me at all. As I crouch down to try and get even further away from his line of view the door swings open and a drunk Julie appears. "Hey (y/n)! Oh, I missed you! What are you doing on the ground? Get up and hug me bitch!" She pulls me up from my sitting position and wraps me in her arms. I move my eyes to Partick and he's way ahead of me. His eyes are boring into mine and his lips are in a devious smirk. He waves and turns on his heels; the smirk becoming wider as he leaves.

"Damnit Julie why did you have to be such a good friend. Coming out here just because you missed me! I love you, But dammit! I'm fucked now." Carly furrows her eyebrows in confusion. "Patrick saw me when your drunk ass walk out here." Jule hugs me apologizing a hundred times over.

Carly shrugs her shoulders. "Maybe he won't tell them." As if on cue a hard knock was heard on the door.
Bang, bang, bang.

None of us dared to open it. Instead of doing anything we just looked at each other.

Bang, bang, bang, bang, bang, bang!

Harder the knocks rang through the wooden plate blocking them from us. Carly and I look at each other and not knowingly.

"1... 2... 3..."

We push Julie to the door and hide the best we can. I go outside closing the doors behind me and climbing onto the roof of the house. "Oh, this is so stupid!"

3rd POV:
As (y/n) rushed to the roof, Carly hid in the closet (typical). Julie walked up to the door and opened it to see Patrick and Belch. "Hey there Julie Bean! Quick question. I smell something fishy in here. Mind if I take a look?" Patrick and Belch push their way through. Belch looking sorry as they do.

Patrick searches the whole room, finding Carly in the process, but no (Y/n) Tozier. He walks outside jumps up to see the roof, but he still didn't see her. He shakes his head laughing. "If she's here she'll have to come out sometime." With a shrug, the boys brought the girls away from the room and down the steps where they were convinced to have a movie night together.