How To Not End Up Dead ~~ A Vance HopperXReader Story

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"I'm putting up more missing posters later wanna come?" Vance looked down at me. "For sure." i tossed him up the can of spray paint. He opened it up and drew his tag on the wall behind the police station. I'm more than sure they know it's him but they never turn him in. "Come up." he held his hand out and i took it. He hoisted me up onto the ladder. "Hurry and climb up your whole ass is in my face." "You know i could step on your finger right now." he turned back. "Do it pussy." i looked up. "Shut up." he continued to climb onto the roof.

"Vance i'm sorry. I didn't mean anything i said." my hands gripped onto the last bar and i couldn't get myself onto the roof. "Uh huh." he shouted back from the top of the roof. "Vance!" i shouted and my feet dangled. "Jesus Christ im coming." he groaned and gave me his hand. "Thank you." i stepped onto the roof and looked at the stores below us.

The air was warm and the wind blew my hair just the right way so it wouldn't  end up all over my face. "Geez it's bright up here." Vance scrunched his nose. I stood looking at him and wow. His blonde hair looked gorgeous in the sun and his eyes once a nice blue shined bright and you could see specks of green. "what?" he looked at me. "Nothing." i turned around and took the can of spray paint. "Use the rest, i think i'm done for today." he sat down at the ledge of the building. "Ok." i shook the can and pointed it at the small blank section Vance had left for me. I pressed down on the nozzle and air blew. "You're so annoying." i threw the can onto the floor and walked over to sit next to him. "You weren't fast enough." he laughed. We looked at the sun which was slowly starting to set. "You told me you had bought me my own can." i poked my fingers into his side. "I did. It was the one you threw at the window." his body jerked the other way. "You told me to throw that one!" i kicked his shin. "I know." he laughed. "Well that's your money anyway." i crossed my arms.

"I stole it." he scoffed. "Work smarter." he tapped his head with his finger. "Fuck you" i laughed and tried to get up when he grabbed my arm. "Don't go." he sat me back down. "It getting late." i looked at the sun go down. "That's when all the fun stuff happens." "That's when my mom gets mad." i looked at him.

"What're we gonna do?" i looked at him. "Just talk." he shrugged his shoulders. "Just talk?" "What? Do you wanna go shopping or something?" he mocked me. "Is that my only personality trait to you?" i looked at him not breaking eye contact. "No." he looked at me like a scolded dog. "Then what exactly do you like about me, what does anybody like about me." i looked down at my feet swinging off the edge of the building. "You're nice. You're beautiful." he stopped to think for a second. "You're..." he licked his teeth and i could tell he was panicking. "You think i'm beautiful?" i smiled at him. I didn't feel the need to put him under that pressure anymore. "What." he jerked his head to face me. "You said" i started. "I know what i said." he stuttered. "I mean you've got to know your gorgeous." he laughed.

"Gorgeous?" i tilted my head. "Yeah." "I didn't know you used big words like that." i said teasingly. "Shut up." he put his arm around me. My heart began to beat, no, pound. I slowly rested my head on his shoulder. "Are you blushing right now?" i looked at him. "What?" he scoffed. "I feel like your blushing right now." i moved to try and get a better look at his face. "Stop." he laughed and moved his face. "Mm." i smiled when i saw a soft pink tint ok his face. "Would you believe me if i said it was the sunset on my face?" "Yeah i guess i would." "Then it's the sunset." he smiled.

"You're slick." i laughed and got up pulling him with me. "So i've been told."

"Okay now help me down." i said. "yeah." he said and went down the ladder first. I turned around so i was facing the ladder while climbing down and i shook slightly. "Jump." he yelled from below. I don't know how he did it himself without breaking his legs. I let go of the bars and closed my eyes tightly waiting for impact. But it never came instead Vance caught me 2 seconds later. "What would you do without me?" he sighed. "Literally everything." i pushed him off me.

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"Here." he gave me the map. "Not these houses. They were just bought yesterday." i crossed them off of the map. "And not these ones. They just went for sale." he looked up at me. I crossed the off with a black marker. "Thanks for helping me." i looked at him. "You're my best friend." he reassured me.

Right. Best Friend.

"Yeah obviously." i gave him a quick smile. "But it's getting super late i told my mom id be home..." he look down at a small leather watch on his wrist. "10 minutes ago." he got up quickly. "We can start looking tomorrow." he picked up his bag and walked over to me. "You'll be okay?" he put his hands on my face. "do you have to go?"  "I would stay but i don't want her to worry." he told me. "How about i walk you?" i stood up. "And walk back home by yourself? I don't think so." he laughed. "Come on." i pleaded.

He took a minute to answer and just looked at me.

"Call me as soon as you get home. The minute you walk in through that door, run to the phone." he said. "You got it." i smiled and ran downstairs.

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"Call me." he said and gave me a tight hug. "Yup."

I walked off of his front porch and looked around at his neighborhood. Small and shaggy but homey. It reminded me of Robins. I haven't been at his house ever since...
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Suddenly a cold shiver runs down my spine and i feel the air sort of shift. The street lights were old and burnt out so i was walking in almost pure darkness.

I hear a slight humming in the back of my head. But it's not a humming it's a car? At this time? I don't think so. I ignore it and keep walking.

Suddenly a bright light flashes in front of me. "Shit." i closed my eyes slightly so i was being blinded. It was a black matte van with blue and green lettering that i couldn't quite read since my eyes were now watering. It passed slightly but soon it began to rush down the road. Then i heard screams. "ITS THE GRABBER." "HELP ME PLEASE." "ITS THE GRABB-"

Suddenly the voice stopped. I stopped walking instantly. The voice. It was finney. I ran to where the van had parked. "Finney!" i shouted. No answer. "Finney it's me! Its y/n!" i sobbed every so slightly. "Finney i know that was you!" i yelled so hard my throat hurt. Two porch lights had turned on. Suddenly i had something sharp at my throat. A big arm wrapped around my torso.

"Say one word and i will gut you and your friend right here in the street." He whispered in my ear. I nodded to show i understood. My heart pounded so loud i thought he would hurt me for it being too loud. I took in deep breaths and my throat tickled as tears threatened to come out. No i can't cry. If that really was finney...which i hope and pray it was. I need to show him i'm not scared. So he won't be scared.

The porch lights turn off and his grip on me loosens. I try to run but his grip read ajustes and i'm lifted in the air my legs kicking trying to run. A big thump on my head has my ears ringing. I dropped to the floor and i feel a warm liquid ooze out of my head. I begin to close my eyes and feel my body being dragged into grass. Finally my body was covered with a soft warm towel? No a blanket. A large rag?

"Y/n" barely a whisper keeps me calm as i drift into sleep.

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Vance waiting for his phone call : 📞👁️👄👁️

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