(I'm going with the original year of It which was 1986 and then 27 years later it's now 2013 in the movie but in real life it's still 2017, get it.)
Y/n POV
Today was the day i was gonna see Richie again. No, it hasn't been 27 years but It: Chapter 2 came out a year ago and i finally got the dvd.
I already watched the movie in theaters but i wanted to see if i could go back by watching it by myself.
I played the movie and made sure i looked really cute. There was a scene where (adult) Richie was alone in his apartment, doing what ever business he does, when he suddenly got a call. I knew it was Mike, i could tell because of the expression in his face, and once he hung up that phone is when i would try to go in.
The phone rang and i could hear it as if i was in that room with him, oh shit! It's time. Oh god, oh fuck I'm not ready.
I opened my and saw that i was around the corner of Richie's apartment. I looked at the full body mirror Richie had in the hallway (of course he would) and looked at myself.
I used to be (insert age 2 years older than you are now) but now i was a 20-40 year old woman.
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'This is what people wore in 2013?' I thought to myself. I waited until i heard the phone being put down and i heard Richie sigh.
I turned the corner and walked towards him, my heels clicking every time i walked. Richie looked up, confused at first but then gasped when he realized it was me
"Y/n....?" He said softly
"Hi Rich" he smiled and ran over to me, picking me up and swinging me around
"I called you every night, every night, for-"
"353 Days...i heard"
Lol jk I'm sorry😂
He pulled away and looked me in the eyes for 5 seconds before smashing his lips towards mine, the nostalgia. I ran my hands through his (now) curly hair, he still had those stupid glasses but he had a less stronger prescription. When he pulled away he gasped
"Wait, if you're here, that means something's wrong" i sighed and looked down
"It is back" He looked a bit confused
"It? What is it?"
"Rich, i know you buried too far down but remember, remember Georgie, Betty Ripsom, Edward Corona, Patrick Hockstetter, pennywise." When i Said pennywise it was like he snapped out of a trance. He pulled me into a hug and cried on my shoulder.
I gasped and pulled away, running to phone. I kept mumbling 'no no no no, please don't'. Richie kept asking what wrong but i have to do this before I'm too late. The phone rung a few times before i heard a woman's voice
"Hello?"
"Yes, hi, is this Patricia Uris?"
"Yes, this is she. Who is this?"
"Okay, listen to me very carefully, I'm about to save you from a lot of sorrow"
"I-i don't understand. Who is this?"
"A friend. Now, is Stanley in the bathroom?"
"Uh...Yes" she hesitated before answering
"Take a Bobby pin, or a knife, anything to get into a locked room" i heard shuffling and an opening of a drawer
"Okay i have a knife, now what do i do?"
"Unlock the bathroom door, the second floor bathroom" she walked upstairs and did what i said. I heard a gasp and screaming
"STANLEY!!!" She dropped the phone to help Stan. I hung up the phone and sighed, i wasn't too late, he's gonna live.
"What the fuck was that?" Richie said wide eyed
"Stanley was about to kill himself. I couldn't let that happen" Richie muttered an 'oh my god' and took a breath. But there was one more person...
"Hello?" She said in a raspy voice
"Put it out" i said sternly
"What?"
"Put out the cigarette, Beverly. I know you're smoking"
"Who is this? How do you know this?"
"I know you, Bev. And i know that if Tom sees that cigarette, your gonna get beat." She sucked in a breath before answering
"Look, i don't know who you are but this isn't funny-"
"You do. Remember? Billverly?" She gasped
"Y-y/n? Ho-how are you back?"
"Not important. But what is important is that you need to pack your bags and get the hell outta dodge"
"Why? Has something happened?"
"Beverly, no time. Hurry up before Tom sees you, i don't care if you come out of that house with cuts and bruises just. Get. Out. Now." I hung up and turned to Richie.
