Chapter Ten:
Slow Hands
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"Oh, shit. That's Belch Huggins car." Eddie spoke, nervousness overtaking his body, "We should.. we should.. we should leave. Right now."

"Wait! That's Mike's bike." Felicity pointed to the bike that was obviously crashed into the ditch. "Do you think he got caught by Bowers?"

"Yeah.." Stan nodded, "That's the homeschooled kid's bike."

"Well, we have to help him!" Beverly spoke, parking her bike. She looked around at the group expectantly. "Guys!"

"We do?" Richie shook his head, "But why?"

"Yes!" Beverly shook her head in disbelief, looking towards Felicity. She nodded towards the girl, indicating for her to follow her.

Felicity nodded in confirmation, gently laying her bike on the curb. Stan followed her down into the forest, the others following them shortly after.

They arrived at the creek, watching as  Henry and Beverly exchanged some obviously unfriendly words. Beverly spoke something else before the Bowers gang roughly threw Mike into the stream, allowing him to crawl over through the freezing water.

"All I wanted to do was to eat some damn ice cream." Felicty shook her head, watching Henry Bowers make crude movements with hands on his body. "Now I gotta see this bitch and my good day is ruined."

"We'll get some after. My treat." Stan confirmed grinning at her, "And I'll get your favorite, that'll make your day better."

"Rocky road?" Felicity gasped excitedly, her face turning red. "I love rocky road!"

"Rocky road." Stan confirmed with a grin. Felicity sucked in a breath at the boy's smile. "For the pretty girl."

Felicity blushed, laughing nervously as she looked away, "Thanks, St-"

Ben let out a loud scream from behind her, startling the girl. She turned around to see Ben launching a rock at Henry Bowers. Though, he did miss.

"Rock war!" Richie shouted, pulling Felicty and Stan out of their gaze. The boy let out an umph after Henry bowers hit him in the face with a rock.

Felicity turned to the boy on the ground before she looked at the one who had thrown the rock.

"You know what? Fuck you, Bowers!" Felicity screamed, reaching her hand down and pulling Richie up by the collar and pointing to the bump on his forehead, "Do you see this? Yeah? You do? Good! Fuck you, asshole!"

Beverly bent down and picked up a rock before throwing it at Bowers. "Take that!"

"Nice throw." Stan commented, obviously out of breath.

Felicity squinted, a hint of jealousy striking her heart. She sighed, leaning down and picking up to rocks.

Felicty squared herself up, remembering what her softball coach taught her, before launching the rock at her target.

Henry Bowers went down, a yelp leaving his mouth as he fell into the stream.

"Ha! Fuck you!" She screamed, flipping him off with her free hand. "That's for last year, you bitch!"

Stan sucked in a breath as he watched Felicity throw the rock, hitting Victor Criss this time.

"Woah.." Stan mumbled, a lovesick sigh leaving his lips. "She's so cool.."

In what felt like slow motion, Felicity turned to him. Her pretty blue eyes widened and her lips pink began moving, she was obviously saying something.

Stan didn't hear her, though. He was too busy admiring her beauty to understand anything happening around him.

"Ow!" Stan squeaked as he fell to ground from getting hit by a rock. "Shit!"

Felicity gasped and rushed over, dodging the rocks they were being pelted by to check up on him.

She fell to her knees as she shielded the sun from his eyes with her body. Her cold hands gently brushed against where he was hit, checking if he was okay.

"Are you okay?" She asked, her fingers continuing to brush his forehead gently.

Stan swallowed thickly as she hovered over him. "Ye-Yea- Yes. I'm okay."

"Well, there's no blood. So, I guess you are okay." Felicity teased, gently patting him on the cheek.

"Thank you, Fel." Stan whispered softly as the group began to walk away. He looked up at her, his heartbeat in creasing as his eyes quickly glanced down at her lips.

This went completely unnoticed by Felicity.

"Go blow your dad you mullet wearing asshole!" Richie insulted the cowering boy one last time before flipping him off and walking away.

Stan pushed himself up and quickly followed the group, with Felicity right behind him.

Silence overtook the group of friends as they followed Ben somewhere, though he wouldn't say where he was taking them.

Stan and Felicity walked side by side, having their own quiet conversation.

"Thanks, guys! But you really shouldn't have done that. Bowers'll be after you, too, now." Mike piped up from near the front of the group.

"Oh, no. Bowers? He's always after us." Eddie explained, looking back at him.

"Yeah, he's an asshole! Don't worry about it, Mike." Felicty agreed, glancing at Stan. "We can protect you now."

"Yeah! Welcome to the Loser's club, homeschool!" Richie welcomed loudly, throwing his hands in the air.

Felicity laughed softly, unaware of Stan's gaze on her as she smiled.

Ben began talking again, leading them theough the dense forest, but Felicity wasn't listening, she was focused on Stan, or moreso, his close vicinity to her.

Felicty could feel his hand against hers.. She wondered what it would be like to hold it.

Deciding to be bold, she slowly brushed her fingers against his, causing his heart to skip a beat.

Butterflies erupted in his stomach and time seemed to slow down as she made the move to intertwine their fingers, bringing him closer to her side.

Felicity's face reddened as a bright grin appeared on her face. Her stomach did flips as she couldn't help but smile up at him.

Stan swallowed thickly, the same smile appearing on his face as he tightened the grip.

"This is the clubhouse." Ben explained excitedly, raising his hands to his side.

"The what?" Felicity asked looking around, "Uh.. did you hit your head, Ben? This.. looks like.. the woods to me."

Beverly and Bill took notice of Stan and Felicity's hands, nudging each other and snickering together.

Richie, Mike, and Eddie, however, didn't bother doing anything about it. They all figured they were together, anyway.

Ben shook his head, "No! Well, yes, I did actually.. It kind of hurts... But, no. It's down there."

"Oh, that's.. fun."

"It's safe! Don't worry."

Felicity looked over at Stan when he squeezed her hand.

"Let's go down."

Felicity rolled her head to the side but eventually nodded, "And ice cream after?"

"And ice cream after."

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{ Word Count: 1116 }

{ A/n: THE STELICITY CONTENT IS HIGH AND I AM THRIVING }

{ Edited: A little bit }