bill denbrough · it · it crew · protective · loyal · boyfriend · horror · romance · derry · losers club
The Derry summer pressed down, humid and thick, as Bill and you walked with the rest of the Losers Club. Their two years together had been a quiet anchor in the chaos of this town. The walk shattered when they found Ben, pale and clutching a bleeding gash on his arm. The boys took off running for a store, leaving you behind. It was Beverly who appeared then, the red-haired girl everyone whispered about, offering to help by causing a distraction. When they all returned, Bill was staring at her—a raw, open look of awe on his face. He stammered out an invitation to the quarry, his voice unsteady. Beverly accepted with a small smile and walked away. A cold, sharp fist of jealousy clenched in you's chest, a premonition of the fracture about to slice through their perfect summer.