Fear(IT X READER)

(A/N It's the same day, so your gonna be wearing the same outfit. Enjoy!)

(Y/N's POV)
We ride down the road to the pharmacy, while listening to Eddie rant about our safety.

"I think it's great that we're helping the new kid, but we also need to think of our own safety, I mean he's bleeding all over and you guys know there's and AIDS epidemic going on right now as we speak? I mean my mom's friend in New York City got it by touching a dirty pole in the city right and the AIDS got into her hand. We will have to amputate legs and arms and-" Eddie rambles.

"We're not going to amputate anyone Eds!" I tell Eddie as I throw my bike down on the ground.

"Richie, you stay here." Bill says. "Come on."

Bill, Stanley, Eddie and I run off to the store.

"Glad I got to meet you before you died." I hear Richie say. I turn around.

"Richie!" I shout at him. He just shrugs his shoulders at me. I roll my eyes as I enter the pharmacy. Eddie starts grabbing stuff off the shelf.

"Can we afford all of this? This is all we got." I say as I held all the money we have, which is like $3.00.

"We can't." Eddie say worriedly.

"Wait you have an account here don't you?" Bill asks Eddie.

"If my mom finds out I bought all this stuff for myself I'll spend the rest of the weekend in the emergency room getting x-rayed." Eddie answers.

"See you later dad" I hear someone say.

"See you later Greta." The other person responds. I turn my head and see Bev quickly turn into our isle. She sees us and hides something behind her back.

"Hey Bev!" I exclaim. She looks at me and smiles.

"Hey Y/N." She replies. The boys look at me.

"What?" I ask. They just shake their heads and look at Bev.

"Y-You okay?" Bill asks Bev.

"I'm fine, what's wrong with you?" She asks us.

"None of your business." Stan replies as Eddie drops something he was holding.

"Stan! Don't be so mean!" I scold.

"There's a kid outside looks like somebody killed him." Eddie answers.

"W-We need s-s-some supplies but we d-don't have enough money." Bill adds. Bev smiles.

"I have an idea, Y/N follow me." Bev says. I look at the boys and shrug my shoulders, then I follow Bev to the counter.

"Follow my lead." She whispers to me. I nod. "I like your glass."

"You look just like Clark Kent." I add.

"I don't know about that." The man laughs slightly.

"Can I try them on?" Bev asks.

"Sure." The man replies. He hands his glasses to Bev and she puts them on. She looks at me.

"What do you think?" She asks. I put my thumbs up.

"Great." I say. She then looks at the man.

"You look just like Lois Lane." The man tells Bev. She glances at me. I stifle a laugh.

"Really?" Bev says. "Well here you go"

She takes of the glasses and goes to hand them to the man, but she knocks down a stand on the counter.