Losers Club fanfics

StanleyxBill

This is literally one of my favorite ships.

     "What do you mean you like boys?!" My father roared.
I stood there shaking and tearful, but I had to tell him at some point. Of course, now I wished I hadn't even mentioned it but it was too late now.
"Dad-" I started.
"You are no son of mine! Get out of my house faggot!"
I flinched back at his words, tears leaking onto my cheeks.
"Now!" He shouted.
I didn't even pack a bag, I just ran from my front door and into the street, narrowly avoiding an oncoming car. The driver blared the horn as I cartwheeled back onto the sidewalk behind me, scraping my hands up.
Sobbing now, I wiped my bloody hands onto my jeans, and started walking at a brisk pace towards Bill's house.

He lived on the other side of town, and since my bike was in the garage at my house, I was forced to walk. I arrived at Bill's house almost an hour later.
I rubbed my face to try to remove any excess tears as I walked up to his porch, but instead smeared the blood on my hands onto my face by accident.
Sighing shakily I knocked on his front door.
"C-c-coming!" I heard Bill yell from inside the house.
I waited patiently, blinking back the tears still in my eyes angrily. Finally, Bill opened the door.
"Oh, h-hey Stanley!"
I felt myself smile, even though the world around me was shattering.
"Hi Bill," I breathed.
I heard him gasp. "W-What h-happened to your f-face Stanley?" He asked worriedly.
I shook my head. "It's actually my hands."
I held them out and heard Bill gasp again, and I looked down myself. My left hand was sliced all the way open, but the other was barely scraped.
"I'm fine really-"
I was cut off by bill wrapping his hands around my wrists and pulling me into his house.
As he led me up the stairs to his room, both his parents called out hello to me.
"Hi Mr. and Mrs. Denbrough!" I called from the stairs.
Bill ushered me into the bathroom, and closed the door behind him. I felt myself begin to blush; I had always thought Bill attractive, but I knew he wouldn't accept me.
"S-sit down on the s-sink."
I did as I was told. I watched Bill dig around under the sink before producing a bottle of clear liquid.
He held his hand out for mine, and I placed my bloody hand in his. Turning on the cold water, he placed my hand under it. The blood swirled down the drain.
Bill popped open the lid of the bottle, and poured it out onto my sliced hand. I hissed in pain.
"S-Sorry," Bill apologized. "But it'll c-clean the w-wound."
I felt myself smiling again. "Ok Eddie."
He gasped, placing a hand over his heart, acting offended. "I'm w-wounded Stanley."
I giggled, staring into his eyes for a moment. He came and stood in front of me, standing in between my legs. I blushed scarlet, but Bill smiled. After another moment of staring into each others eyes, Bill snapped out of it. He grabbed a towel and began to dry the cut on my hand before wrapping a bandage around it.

We walked out of the bathroom and into his room, where he motioned me to sit on the bed.
"W-What happened Stanley?" Bill stuttered.
I bit my lip, feeling the tears well up in my eyes again. Unfortunately, Bill saw them.
"D-don't cry Stanley, p-please."
"It's-it's just I don't want you to hate me..."
"I c-could never hate you, e-ever. I p-promise," Bill reassured me.
I took a deep breath, praying that he spoke the truth. "I'm gay," I breathed.
I heard Bill chuckle. "That's what you were worried about telling me?"
I looked up at him shocked, and nodded my head.
"Stanley, y-you know I'll still b-be your f-friend no matter who you l-love right?" He asked me.
I sobbed, and flung myself into Bill's arms. "Th-Thank you."
He held me tight against his chest for a minute. "W-what about your d-dad?" He asked quietly.
"He kicked me out... I fell on the way here, and scraped up my hands," I told him just as quietly.
Bill kept his arms around me, running his fingers through my curly hair. "W-well you can stay h-here as long as y-you need t-to, ok?"
I nodded. "Thank you Bill. That really means a lot."
     We leaned back onto his bed, and I snuggled up against him, closing my eyes and falling asleep quickly.