It Imagines

3•Bill Denbrough👟

y/n

"How you feeling?" I ask Bill, taking a drink from my hot chocolate.

He shrugs. "B-Better. Is Georgie out there?" I look out the window and see Georgie chasing his boat in a circle.

"Yeah. He's having fun."

"How much time you think we got?" Bill asks, setting his cup down.

"Maybe 30 minutes." I say, setting mine down too and crawling on top of him.

"I'm p-probably gonna get you sick." He stutters.

"Mm. We'll be sick together, bubba." He smiles and nods, kissing me again. I cuddle into his warm chest and close my eyes.

"When will your parents get home?" I ask.

"Who knows." He sighs. I trace the lines on his pajama shirt and kiss his neck lightly.

"I love you, Bill."

He smiles. "I love you too."

***
A month later 🎈🎈🎈

"T-This is all your fault!" Bill yells in my face as everybody stares.

"My fault?! I just wanted to hang out with you cause you were sick! I know you lost your brother and I'm sorry! But don't blame your problems on me! I almost died for you! Too many fucking times, Bill! I'm done! It's over!"

"You can't! It will kill you! And I can't lose you too! Then I'd have nobody! I'd have nobody to be in love with and tell them I love at night! I'm not gonna spend a year getting over you knowing it was my fault I lost you and Georgie! No way! No fucking way! I know it's not your fault! This is all mine! And I have to fix it! With or without you! Preferably with, cause I'm not ever letting you out my sight again! Ever! I fucking love you! Okay, Y/N! No more leaving!" He yells, tears leaking down both of our cheeks.

Wow...

He didn't stutter once...

"Billie..." I whimper, my lip trembling.

"It's okay..." He says, walking up to me and holding my cheek. "I love you."

"I love you too, Bill." He kisses me passionately. Well, about as passionate as a 15 year old could get.

"Mazel Tov! We should probably get going. Like, now. Like right now." Richie bursts.

We all pedal to the entrance of the sewers. We were gonna find the damn thing this time and end it for good. We would serve every lost soul in Derry justice.

We run, all of us looking at our individual map. Gray water soaks our feet, but we're too busy to pay attention.

We're still running when Stanley falls and lands in the water. He coughs and gets up when he screams abruptly.

We look down and see a disproportionate women in the water. We all scream and back away, falling in the water.

"What the hell is that?!" I scream.

"I-It's her! Fucking run!" Stanley yells. We all get up and run, screaming wildly. Half of us lost our maps, but we can find our way.

We run until we reach the base of the sewers. We could find our way from here! "Bill! Bill! Where the fuck's Bill?!"

I look around and notice he's missing. "Bill?! Billie?! Where the hell are you?!"

"Guys help!" We turn around and see the women attacking Stanley.

"Stan! Help him!" I flash the light at the women and she growls and crawls towards me. I scream and she hovers over me. I close my eyes and tremble as I feel drool leak onto my nose.