IT imagines (Requests Closed)

(In this you are Stans girlfriend and you were sad because it felt like your parnts didn't like you or want you. So you had come over to Stan house).

Keyword:
(Y/n): your name

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Hearing screams from down stairs you could hear your parents fighting. The tears streamed down your face as you sat on your bed. An idea popped in to your head, the idea was to go over to Stans house.

So you climbed out her window and jumped carefully not to get hurt. And ran to Stans house.

When you got there you threw a smal rock on his window. Seeing that someone moved in the room. Soon Stan was at the window and had opened it.

"(Y/n)What is it?" He asked in a raspy tone and rubbed his eyes, it was about 12 at night so she had probably woken him up.

"My parents are fighting." You said and started to climb the tree next to his window.

Soon you were in his room and he pulled you in to a warm hug and kissed you temple.

"Lets go to bed," he said as he lifted you of your feet and carried you to his bed.

Soon you were laying down under the fluffy blue blankets. Stan was laying in between your legs, head in your chest.

"What happened?" You could barely make outbwhat he said but you under stood.

"The usual they start fighting and screaming." A tear slips down your cheek, Stan looks up at you and wipes away the tear.

"Don't cry you parents are probably just figuring thing out." He burried his head in between you breasts again. You started to play with his hair.

"I guess your right," you said but the only answer you got was a snor. You chuckled and soon fell asleep to, al cuddled up.

(The image I get of this is so cute, I just can't. Anyway I hope you like it and bye. My brother has a few things to say
My brother:When I was eating nutella while I took a shit I felt like mike tyson).

22 December 2017