It started when they were young, with gifts and talk of grandeur. His feelings only grew, her's went to others. He grew to be feared, she grew to be loved. He kept her in his mind, she was too preoccupied for him. He watched her from afar, she spared vew glances at him. He tried to gain her attention, she only tolerated his advances. He loved her. She outgrew him.
Or so she thought.
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"It's only forever; not long at all, Blondie." He shrugged as he threw an arm over her shoulders.
"Did you just quote David Bowie?" she questioned, not shrugging off his arm for once.
"Yeah, he's your favorite right?"
"... Yeah," she replied and couldn't hide the smile on her face.
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Patrick Hockstetter x Oc
There will be cussing, violence, some sexual themes, and other things will most likely pop up. (Only kind of ooc)
To be everywhere is to be nowhere.
~Seneca
Victor Criss fanfiction
The characters of the Bowers gang have all been aged up to 18 years of age.
The losers club I aged up to 14 -15 years.
Honestly.. I wrote this partially because I wanted to since 'watching' the part one of the movie adaptation of it by Muschietti (I spend most of it close to tears and I had nightmares for weeks) but I also wanted to restore some of my fear of Pennywise that deflated after reading some very messed up things on this very app/page. (The second movie I watched with my brother in a huge cinema chuckling at some of the humor and eating some salty popcorn despite my clown phobia.)
I had nightmares about Pennywise after writing the first few chapters but after that it got easier Take that however you will..
So yeah. Enjoy.