Forever a L.O.S.E.R. (Loser's Club x Reader)

~Chapter 6~

*Credit for the photo goes to one of my favorite IT fan-fic: Losers(Bill Denbrough x reader) by umm-excuse me*

Y/N's P.O.V

 How would life be if Mrs. Denbrough and Aunt Maggie were never friends? That was how Bill met Richie and I met afterall. How would life be if I never asked Stan to join the Loser's club? How would life be if I never pushed little 4 year old Eddie out from in front of a speeding car? We would have never met. We wouldn't be friends. All of these thoughts revolved around one main question: What would life be like if I never met the Loser's club?

I didn't want to think like this. I loved my friends and I didn't know what I would do without them. Sure, we do get in small fights sometimes but they have always and forever will be my best friends. I wanted all of these thoughts to escape me as I ran but I just couldn't shake them off. Wait, as I ran? Oh right, I was still running. Running away from all of my problems was something that I had often done a lot throughout my short life. I ran away from the town my parents died in. I ran away from my horrible dream the other night where I saw Georgie Denbrough get dragged into a sewer drain. And now, I was running from my only friends.

I soon found myself running to Derry Central Park, a place that the Loser's club often liked to hang out. I ran to the old park bench in front of the Paul Bunyan statue and cried. I didn't want to cry. I hated crying, especially in public. It made me feel weak and powerless. I just couldn't help it though. I couldn't stop it either. Hot tears streamed down my cheeks as I buried my head into my hands. I caught a few people giving me odd glances but nobody asked if I was okay or if I needed help. No one cared. I guess that's what you get when you live in a shit town like Derry I thought. After about 15 minutes of non-stop crying, I finally cooled down. I kept my head buried in my hands so that I wouldn't have to see the cruel world around me. Suddenly, I felt a hand on my shoulder. 

"You okay, Y/N." I looked up into the soft brown eyes of a curly haired boy. Stanley Uris.

Stanley's P.O.V

"Y/N" I yelled to her but she didn't turn around. I looked back at my other friends. Of course Richie had to speak first.

"What the hell is wrong with her" Richie said pointing in the way that Y/N ran.

"Shut up Richie" Eddie hissed at him. I looked next to me to see Bill still staring in the direction that Y/N went. It was obvious that he liked Y/N. It was obvious that Eddie liked Y/N, too. I couldn't blame them though. I was in love with Y/N just as much as they were. Her laugh, her smile, her personality, everything. Y/N was perfect. I remember the day that we first met. 

I was walking into the daycare center when she ran into me. She apologized and picked up my book. We both introduced ourselves and I blushed. She was really pretty I thought. She had asked me to play with her, Richie, and Bill. I remember talking about dinosaurs and she called me smart. I blushed of course. Then, just as I was about to leave, she ran over and asked me to join their "best friends club" because she liked playing with me. My little 3 year old self agreed and hugged her. She hugged back. As I was walking to the car, that's when I first realized what had happened: I had my first crush.

Even now, I still have that same crush on Y/N. And I don't plan on getting over her any time soon. I can never tell her about it though or at least, not for a while. Her parents had just died a few months ago and she was still adjusting to it. Y/N always told me how she hated her parents and wanted to run away from them. But they were still her parents. She still needed time to grieve. Beside, all of my best friends like her, too. I don't want our friendship to come apart because I confess my feelings. And one other thing, Y/N likes Bill. It was obvious how she felt about Bill, too. She always blushed when she was around him, she went to his house alone a lot, and she loves riding on the back of his bike. She always has. God, I missed Y/N so much when she was gone, we all did. But of course, as soon as she got back, Bill was all over her again. It was any day know before they became a couple. I always hoped that there was a sliver of a chance that she liked me. No, nobody likes you Stanley. You've always been that annoying Jewish boy who everyone hates. That's how Y/N thinks of you. No,no,no. Not that Stupid voice again. Leave me and Y/N alone I told it. Ok, it responded. For now. Ben woke me out of my thoughts.