Pennywise x reader--A Halloween party to remember (FINISHED)

Chapter 4- A panic at the disco, part 2

Yes, its here already peeps, cos I have nothing left to do in my sad life.

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Music thumped loudly through the hallways, and many drunken teens were teetering about, making out, or busy in the other guest room.

I'd made it perfectly clear that my room was definitely no place to lose your damn virginity.

I was kinda surprised that the cops hadn't shown up.

But, I mean, it wouldn't actually be that surprising if the cops were at the party themselves somewhere.

Charlie was in the corner of the family room, talking to Luke.

At least her love life was going well.

I was dressed as a black cat.

Simple,I know.

It was only an hour into the party, and I was already pretty tipsy.

Not a good thing when you're about to leave a kid to his death.

"Oh, there you are, beautiful."

Speak of the devil. I smiled warmly at him, courage fueled by alcohol. It was like smiling down at him.

"Hey, kid." I took a sip of punch from my cup.

"My name is Kurt Bowers, and I ain't no kid." Dammit, he was Bowers' son.

"Alright, Kurt, want to dance?"

He grinned. "I wouldn't mind putting my hands on such a fine piece of woman."

I internally cringed. "Um, cool let's dance."

We danced for a bit, but I was getting increasingly aware of the time.

I would have to kill him soon. Or lead him to his death, I still wasnt sure.

"Um, ki- Kurt, want to go upstairs?"

Everyone knows that when you ask that question, they may be getting some sweet loving soon.

Not in Kurt's case..

He grabbed my waist. "I cant wait."

He might have actually been 15, now that I thought of it.

I let him drag me along, smiling whenever he looked at me.

We went into my room, and I locked the door.

"Ooh, someone doesn't want to be disturbed-"

I put a finger to his lips. "I..I have some news about your brother."

He visibly broke, a scared look creeping up on his face.
"W-what about Derek?"

Derek? Okay. "Um, Derek said that if you didn't do this, he'd beat you so bad, you wouldn't want to breathe anymore."

His caught his breath.

I saw a gloved hand come out of my closet and snake around the door.
"And, uh, hes here to teach you a lesson as well."

The person, (Pennywise, obviously) stepped out as a tall boy similar looking to Kurt. Kurt saw my attention go behind him, so he turned to look at 'Derek'.

"D-Derek? What the f-"

Before he could finish, I hit him over the head with Charlie's bat.

Repeatedly.

Blood spilled from his battered head, and I breathed heavily.

"Foul language gets you nowhere." I said to the now dead Kurt. Pennywise chuckled, shifting out of his Derek form and into..

I looked up and saw what could quite possibly be the most handsome man in existence.

He flushed a bit. "Thanks, sweets. I call this form "Bill'."

He dragged the body into my closet and shut it.

"I'll be back for that later." He said, to seemingly nobody.

"But for now..." he turned around and smiled at me. "Can I have this dance?"

As he held his hand out to me, the loud music downstairs turned into a slow dance one. Probably Pennywises doing.

Without thinking, I took his hand and he pulled me towards him, his other hand grabbing my waist.

We danced for a little while, gazing into eachothers eyes. I tried not to think of anything embarrassing, like how hot he seemed in this form, and how his lips seemed so...kissable.

No, I batted them thoughts down with the same murder bat as before.

I didn't really want to not think about those things, either.

I sighed, I dont know if it was from content or anything, and put my head on his shoulder.

He jumped at the contact, but didn't push me away. He let go of my hand, snaking his around my waist, touching his other.

I pulled myself up, now noticing how close we now were. I subconsciously looked at his lips, and his eyes also trailed down to mine. Oh no, was I about to kiss an insane, murderous clown????

Apparently so. My sudden thoughts were abruptly stopped by a pair of soft lips on my own.

Tentatively, as if he was scared of me not wanting to.

(A/n: HAH scared-)

I moved my hands off of his shoulders, grabbing his cheeks. I deepened the kiss, sighing into it.

He took the sigh as an opportunity to get his tongue in my mouth. I let him explore for a bit, before he stopped kissing me all of a sudden.

"I-I.." He almost couldn't speak. "I have to go." His voice sounded low, and husky.

He let go of me, and turned around, walking to the closet. He stepped inside and shut the door.

I, of course, went to check the closet.

Huh, he really had gone. With the body too.

I turned back around, only to see the blood on the floor and on the bat had disappeared.

I sat on my bed, and brought my fingers to my lips.

That had got to be the best kiss that I had ever had.

I blushed, remembering how he held me, and how his soft, plump lips felt on mine.

I hadn't realised it yet, but that was only the beginning.

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Oooookay, it seems like in future this will become a lil bit smutty, and I have never really written smut, so yeah its gonna suck. Probably.
Anyway, hope you enjoyed this crap.