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The Love Letter | stanley uris

YOU ARE READING PART ONE

>> gif credit to @/prismaticplastic on tumblr <<

fandom | It: Chapter One

character | Stanley Uris

requested | @/romantic-insanity on tumblr

warnings | Swearing, slightly angsty

word count | 2,976

keys | (Y/n) = Your name, (f/c) = favorite color, (g/n) = guardian's noun (mom, dad, grandma...etc.), (h/h/t) = her, his, or their, (s/h/t) = she, he, or they, (w/t) = writing type (messy, cursive, neat...etc.)

>> parts <<

one | The Love Letter

two | That Was Never Delivered

summary | hello there! idk if you do stan x reader but i'm requesting it anyways lol. so like y/n used live in Derry and even fought It with the losers but after that their family moved away. they came back though when they were like 16/17 and realize that after all this years they're still in love with stan? and they're like "well i don't have anything to lose" so they tell him and he likes them back and fluff? thanks

>><<

You swallowed as you looked out your window. It was nice outside. The sun shone through bits of the clouds, making it sunny but not too hot. You exhaled and checked the time. 9:42, the clock read. Yes, an odd time for a 13-year-old to be awake on a Saturday morning but, the truth was, you hadn't even slept.

Today was like no other, seldom one thing. Just the night before, you had defeated the thing you called It. That was why you hadn't slept a wink. The feel of Its breath on the back of your neck still seemed to haunt you, even if you knew you wouldn't see It for another 27 years. You closed your eyes. You had to get this thing out of your head. You'd never move on if you didn't. It took you a while to decide what you were going to do, but you were quite satisfied when you came up with it. You stood, working a smile on your face. After getting dressed you grabbed a pair of (f/c) high tops. If one thing could get your mind off of this clown, it would be the friends who helped you kill It.

You opened your door and walked out, searching for your (g/n). After looking in the kitchen, you could see the tip of (h/h/t) shoe through the entrance leading to the living room. You peeked your head through, watching as (s/h/t) sipped (h/h/t) coffee.

"Hey (g/n), can I hang out with my friends today?" You asked. (S/h/t) glanced at you before checking (h/h/t) watch.

"Isn't it a bit early for you to even be up?" (S/h/t) asked. You shrugged.

"Yeah. Guess I just wanted to get an early start. Can I go?" You pleaded on. (S/h/t) smiled.

"Sure. Be home by eight, though." (S/h/t) replied. You cheered.

"Thanks (g/n)! Love you!" You called as you ran to the phone. You picked up the receiver, dialing the first set of the six numbers you needed to call.

>> timeskip <<

You smiled as the wind nipped at your face. It was great, really. Nothing but you and your bike, M.B. Yes, you named your bike M.B. It had a meaning, of course. It stood for Mockingbird. You chose this name because of how you first met the Losers.

>> flashback <<

You sighed and held onto the straps of your bag. It was really great to start your first day at a new school pissing off the most popular girl there. I mean, how were you supposed to know that she sat there every day? You sighed as you walked towards the bike rack.