(Y/n pov.)

"Don't you ever do it again!" Eddie says again and then let's go of you and takes a step back wiping his eyes. "Don't-don't ever do it again..." and then it happened... You never even thought that you would ever do anything like this in your life.... but in that moment you had grabbed the face of Eddie Kasbrack and smashed his lips to yours. So this is a kiss... you thought as lights burst before your eyes. Then you realized what you were doing. You let go of him and ran your backpack slapping against your back not wanting to see his horrified reaction. WHAT THE FRICK WAS THAT?!?!!!! WHAT WAS I THINKING?!?!?!!!! WHAT IS WRONG WITH ME?!?!!!

(Eddies pov.)

This feeling...I feel light I feel free...what is this? Then it's over...and she's running...I look around and find myself surprised to still be standing here and for it still to be evening... Oh gosh! FRICK! WHAT THE HECK!!!! Did I just...KISS someone?!?!?!!! What the frick, what the frick, what the frick, what the frick...why did it feel so good though...why do I want to do it again?! "I need sleep", I mutter to myself while getting on my bike and riding home. Once I've gotten ready for bed kissed my mother goodnight and am laying there though...I can't sleep all... all I can think about is her. (Y/n)...the way her hair shines in the sunlight the way her smile...if you can catch it is such a beautiful thing...the way she was calm and took what Henry did to her just to save Mike...to save all of us...the way she broke Henry's nose and still looked flawless...the way she always looks flawless...scars and all... She's the most beautiful human alive and I looked at Beverly marsh like I was fricking Richie... I get up and go to the bathroom to splash some water on my face. "Oh Gosh..." I say looking at myself in the mirror I shake my head "I just need sleep"......

(The next day...)

(Y/n pov.)

You wake up and groan at least I'm in bed... You think trying to stay positive it's not like I'm waking up on the floor somewhere beaten to a bloody pulp... Your parents were too drunk to do much last night so your black eye is almost gone and your side hurts much less than yesterday. The losers are all meeting at the 4th of July festival today but after last night they can do without you... Once Eddie tells them what you did they'll all hate you and you'll go back to being bullied and invisible... You sigh and look up at your ceiling today is not a day to get out of bed...

(Eddies pov.)

Richie hands me his ice cream so he can go try to play the instrument of one of the band members. Finally the guy takes it away from him "what the frick dude?!" Richie says and I roll my eyes and hand him back his ice cream while walking over to where the losers are all except (y/n) who hasn't shown up yet. "What are you guys talking about?" I ask half way hoping it's (y/n) so it doesn't mean I'm the only one missing her. "What they always talk about" Richie says "I actually think it will end" Ben says oh right the clown... "for a little while at least". "What do you mean?" Beverly asks "So I was going over all my Derry research and I charted out all the big events...the iron works explosion in 1908, the Bradley gang in 35, and the black spot in 62, and now kids being..." he falls silent and glances at Bill then looks down. "I just realized this stuff seems to happen..." "Every 27 years him and Bill say together. Great... We all walk over to a bench finding Mike but still no sign of (y/n). "Ok, so let me get this straight it comes out from like whatever to eat kids for a year and then what? It just goes into hibernation?" I say. "Maybe it's like...what do you call it? cicadas" Stan says "ya know the bugs that come out every 17 years?" "My grandfather thinks this town is cursed..." says Mike looking at all of us "he says that all the bad things that happen in this town are because of one thing...and evil thing that feeds of the people of Derry". "But it can't be one thing Stan says "we all saw something different". "Maybe", Mike says "or maybe it knows what scares us most and that's what we see?" "I-i saw a leper" I say remembering how terrifying it was. "It wa-it was like a walking infection..." "But you didn't" Stan says "b-because it isn't real...none of this is not Eddie's leper, or Bill seeing Georgie, o-or-or the woman I keep seeing..." "Is she hot?" Richie asks. Really Richie! Not the time! "No Richie!" Stan says "she's not hot! Her face is all messed up! None of this makes any sense! Their all like bad dreams". "I-i don't think so, I know the difference between a bad dream and real life ok" Mike says. "What'd you see" I ask "you saw something too?" "Yes", Mike replies "you guys know that burnt down house on Harris Avenue? I was inside when it burned down..." oh my gosh... "before I was rescued my mom and dad were trapped in the next room over from me. They were pushing and pounding on the door trying to get to me, but it was to hot. When the firemen finally found them the skin on their hands had...melted down to the bone, we're all afraid of something..." "Got that right", Richie says glancing that the stage behind where we were sitting and then looking quickly back. "Why Rich?" I ask "what are you afraid of?" "Clowns..." he says adjusting his glasses nervously. "Where's that (y/n) girl?" Asks Mike suddenly and everyone looks around expecting to see her. "Finally someone besides me notices!" I say Stan looks at me "did she say anything last night?" "Last night???" Richie says wiggling his eyebrows and my face gets hot. "No...she didn't say anything". "Where does s-s-she l-live?!" Bill says looking scared "what?" I ask confused. "She could be being attacked by that fricking clown right now!" OH GOSH, OH FRICK, HOLY SHOOT! I take off running and the others following at top speed.

(Y/n pov.)

"YOO FRICKING PIECE OF SHOOTTT!" Your father screams his words coming out slurred  due to him being drunk. You skamper into a corner and put your hands over your head. Your father grabs you by the neck and you resist the temptation to fight back knowing it will only make your sisuation worse. "WHY WON'T YOU JUST DIE!!!" He screams. He drops you and you gasp for air but then he picks you up again and throws you out the window. The glass shatters and you feel it carve a few cuts into your face and legs and then you hit the ground. "Why didn't I just leave the house today..." you groan as you hear footsteps approaching you. "We were wondering the same fricking thing" you hear a fimilar voice say. You sit up "Richie?" You say as you see your friend "darn right" he says as he walks over and helps you up. You look over his shoulder and see the rest of the losers club and freeze. "What the frick are they doing here?" You ask glancing at Eddie and looking away quickly. "We were fricking worried that's what!" Richie says pulling you towards the rest plus we made some discoveries that are bringing us closer to Georgie!" Still looking uncomfortable but wanting to find Gerogie you let Richie drag you along and insist that your fine after Stan picks a piece of glass out of your face. "Explain on the way" you say looking at Ben, Bill and Eddie who all look like their bursting with information. "R-right" Bill says and everyone gets on their bikes. You realizing you left your skates inside having been thrown out the window go up to Stan. "Hey Stan?" You mumble "could I uhm..." "Oh ya! Sure!" He says letting you get on the back of his bike then you all take off.

(A/n) well drama in the house! You excited to read the next part? Me neither I suck at writing lol...