A red balloon| IT/ST Crossover (slow updates!)

"It's back..." 🎈

Sunday, September 14, 1989

•El's POV•

I wake up and notice Max and the others had cleaned up everything. I smile seeing Mike as he approaches me, putting out his hand for me to take. Grabbing his hand, he pulls me up and I steady myself on my feet.

"Are you okay El?" Mike asks me in a calming manner, obviously referring to the events of last night.
"Fine.." I reply, although it's not a lie, it's not the complete truth either. Truth be told, I was still a little shaken up from my dream- well, a nightmare. He nods his head and then we go upstairs where the others are making breakfast.

•Time skip• (back in the basement)

"I'm ready." They all look at me eagerly but also concerned because of how I reacted last night. Before I could speak mike looks at me and whispers softly while holding my hand "If you don't want to continue just squeeze my hand, okay?" I smile and nod, but I notice Will looking away from us. I take a deep breath as I then tell them what happened in my nightmare.
...
"So, it's back? And a clown is with it now?" Dustin asks slightly confused by the whole dilemma.
"Yes..."
"Shit, " Max mumbles while she holds Lucas' hand. Everyone looks worried and scared but the one I'm most worried about is Will. He looks terrified. He and Mike share a knowing glance but Will shakes his head which confuses the rest of us.

"Is something wrong?" Lucas asks. Will looks scared but before we could ask any more questions he quickly gets up and runs to the bathroom; Mike follows hastily. I turn to the others and we try to make sense of what the hell just happened.

•Mikes Pov•

After hearing what Eleven had just told us, I turn to look at Will, his face terrified by what he heard. He looks up and finds my gaze. I look at him suggesting that we should tell the others about the incident and he seems to understand but he shakes his head. Lucas asks him a question that I didn't bother to listen to but before anyone else could say anything, Will gets up and runs to the bathroom. Reminded of last night, I quickly get up, snatching my hand away from Els, and run in after him. I quickly close the door, the others probably very confused. I look at Will: hands tightly gripping the side of the sink; bowed, paleface, looking like he's going to throw up; shaking as if he were cold, yet it's warm.

I don't know what to do, but the only thing I can think of is to comfort him, so I wrap my arms around his small waist and lean my head on his shoulder. The shakings stopped. His head looks at me, and I'm guessing his face is perplexed but I hug him tighter. I don't want to let him go...

3rd POV

Will's face wasn't perplexed it was as red as a cherry. He doesn't say anything, but he raises his hand and lightly taps Mikes's head, causing him to lift it off his shoulder and looking down into Wills's eyes. So close that they could touch their noses with little to no movement. Then that small space between them got smaller, and smaller as Wills face got redder and redder (if that were even possible at this point)

Then they were just close enough that their lips touched.

(sorry) that this took so long. I lost motivation and I thought I could get another 2 out before school but then I completely forgot about it. Again I'm sorry for the long wait and I know this chapter wasn't as good as some others

Word count: 636