Everything is muffled. The unfamiliar feeling that feels like constant pressure on your chest so that you can't breathe right. You want to open your eyes; but you can't. You can't breathe, you can't see, you can't move. But, you can hear. Richie crying at your left, and Will screaming and sobbing at your right. But one voice stands out above them all. You hear a quiet voice, whispering to himself, "p-please be ok y-y/n. P-p-please..just hang on.I.....I love you..."
Words could not explain how badly you wanted to wake up, throw your arms around him and tell him you loved him too. You feel someone, presumably Will, take your hand. You muster up enough strength to squeeze it.
"G-Guys! She squeezed my hand! She's alive!!"
Relieved sighs fill the room. All of your other senses are heightened, but your body refused to let you open your eyes. Maybe you were afraid of what you would see? You just didn't know, but within the next minute or so, your eyes opened. The first thing, specifically person, you see is Bill. Hands shaking, tears rolling down his face, but a smile on his face and relief in his eyes. You looked directly at him. The last time you saw him cry was when Georgie disappeared, so your heart swelled up and broke all at the same time when you saw him crying because he thought you were gone. But through it all on the inside, you knew one thing. You loved him, and he loved you
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Losers Club x reader
TerrorYou and Will moved from Hawkins, Indiana to Derry, Maine to start a new life. A life away from Eleven and Mike, Demogorgans, and all the other chaos. What if your guy's new start isn't all it cracked up to be?
