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A/N: Well, I promised you guys, and here you go! The one-shot series is finally beginning! I will take any requests for one-shot ideas from you guys!

Also, thank you everyone that read my story Dealing With Being a Loser! I really appreciate your love for the story! And, if you saw my mos recent update on that story, you must have clicked on my account to get to this. If so, then welcome to the one-shot series!

I hope you guys enjoy these one-shots! Especially this first one that took a while to write! Now, without further ado, here is the first one!

Stalking Lovebirds

"I just can't believe that he asked you on a date!" the 40-year-old woman squealed as she searched through her daughter's closet in search for the perfect outfit. "It's just… you're growing up so fast!"

"Mom, stop!" her daughter playfully complained, although she was blushing furiously. "We've only been together for a month and this is the first time he's even asked me out on a date. So, why don't you please quit geeking out and help me?"

"Okay, okay!" Jamie replied with a dumb grin on her face as she turned back around.

Steph was watching her mother from the mattress that resided in the middle of the bedroom. She was honestly elated at how excited Jamie was about the news she had told her only a few days ago. But, it also made her very happy to see her mother so excited for the first time in a long time.

Only two days ago, Bill had worked up the courage to ask Steph out on a date. He wouldn't tell her what they were doing yet, so she herself was very curious as to what they were going to do, albeit a little nervous.

It was the first date they were ever going on, and she really wanted to look nice. Not breathtaking or anything, just pretty at least. And that was why she immediately turned to her mother for help, as Jamie was an expert on fashion. But she did have to admit that her mother was a little too happy with what was going on at the very moment.

"What about this?" Jamie asked suddenly, cutting Steph's thoughts short as the teenage girl jumped slightly. Her eyes scanned over what her mother was holding; a light spaghetti-strapped short dress that was a very bright pink. She glanced at her mother with a raised eyebrow and smirk on her face.

"Mom, I haven't worn that dress since I was ten. And also, it's October. I'm gonna freeze to death in that, so that's a definite no for me," she answered without hesitation. But then she remembered something. "Also also, pink is definitely not my color, so I honestly don't care if you toss it."

Jamie put the dress over a nearby chair as she rolled her eyes a little. "Fine, I'll see if someone wants to buy it," she replied in a fake stern voice. They both shared a smile, knowing that their normal banter were always filled with as much happiness as they could take.

Steph always missed her mother being so happy before the Diabetes hit her like a brick. Of course, she read Jamie like a book and knew that her mother's eyes still contained sadness from her father, Jonathan's death before she herself was born. She didn't even like to think about it, although she did bring it up every now and then. But she knew that now was not the time for that.

"This one?" Jamie asked eagerly. "It's very pretty."

Steph looked up again to see her mother now holding a purple, short-sleeved dress that seemed to be just above the knees. She did admire how pretty it looked, but still grimaced slightly. "It looks a little too short. I mean, it's really pretty, but you know how I hate dresses or skirts to be above my knees," she explained in an apologetic voice.

Jamie herself also grimaced a little at this, now holding it out so she could look at it. "Oh, you're right. Sorry, sweetie," she replied in a sympathetic voice.

"It's fine, not a big deal," Steph said, smiling slightly as Jamie put the dress back in the closet. She then turned to look out the window to her right. It was just in the early afternoon, it was gorgeous outside, so it was the perfect weather for today. As she twisted her hands nervously in her lap, a habit she had discovered not too long ago, she couldn't help but think a few certain things.

What would Bill think when he saw her? They were meeting at the square, according to him, and she kept worrying about what his face would look like. Steph didn't want to look too pretty, just enough to be formal and casual at the same time. She also felt as if she would feel exposed just by wearing a dress in front of him.

Wait, why was she feeling so shy all of a sudden? Had Bill been making her feel that way since they had started their relationship? Maybe he was, and she just didn't realize it until now. But if it were true, she didn't care. The nervous feeling weirdly made Steph happy for a reason she would never come to realize.

"Oh, I love this one!" Jamie exclaimed, snapping Steph out of her thoughts again as she looked away from the window. Her eyes widened as a small smile crept onto her face.

Her mother was holding a deep blue dress with a simple low-cut square neckline and three-quarter sleeves. It looked plain but strangely perfect to the teenage girl as she finally stood to take it. The fabric felt smooth and soft against her skin and she loved it.

"I can't believe I forgot about this one!" she exclaimed in disbelief, a grin on her face now. Jamie smiled back in agreement. "Try it on," she said. Steph nodded, gently grabbing the dress from her mother's hands and racing to the bathroom to get changed into the dress.

It took less than thirty seconds to change from her boring, casual clothes into her dress. When she finally glanced at herself in the mirror, she gasped at her appearance.

It was like she was staring at an entirely different person. The dressed hugged her body as if it were an old friend. It felt welcoming and completely normal on her, but most importantly, it was a very pretty dress. It reached just past her knees, which she was grateful for. She smiled, a decision finally forming in her mind.

The dress was perfect.

She slowly opened the bathroom door and walked back into her bedroom to see her mother hunched over the shoes section of her closet. She quietly cleared her throat to get her attention and Jamie turned around. She put a hand to her mouth as she tried to hide her delighted expression, but failed miserably.

"Oh, sweetie, you look so pretty! Bill's gonna freak out when he sees you!" she gushed, although there was a slight teasing tone in her voice. Steph caught on immediately and blushed furiously. "Mom, stop!" she said, although she couldn't stop the smile that remained on her face.

"No, I'm serious," Jamie replied. "He's going to think the exact same thing! Don't get embarrassed now, you know it's true. He's a really sweet young man. You deserve him."

"Okay, now I'm drawing the line, Mom," Steph said, playfully glaring at her mother. "Please stop, or I'm gonna call him and tell him that the date's off!"

Jamie raised her hands up in surrender, a mildly serious expression on her face now. "Okay, okay, I'll stop!" she said. This made Steph laugh a little as she shook her head. "Mom, I'm just kidding. I'm not evil, so I wouldn't do that," she said in a humored voice. Jamie also laughed slightly as she turned back to the closet.

"I figured that these would look cute with the dress," she added, pulling out a pair of black ankle boots. Jamie knew that her daughter loved them instantly due to the smile on her face and practically demanded that she put them on.

When she did, Jamie grinned at how her daughter looked. "You look amazing, sweetie! Now time for hair and makeup."

Steph playfully groaned but followed her mother into the bathroom they shared. She had suggested not too much makeup and for her hair to be simple. Jamie obliged and listened to her daughter, making sure to be careful in helping her with the beauty products they did have. All in all, it actually took less than 30 minutes for Jamie to help Steph finish getting ready. When they were done, she finally lost it and truly held herself back from squealing.

"I told you!" she yelled happily. "He's gonna die and go to heaven!" Steph rolled her eyes at her mother. "Mom, I think that's a bit of overkill," she replied simply, although she herself was smiling at how she looked.

The makeup was neutral and not too much, her blonde hair wasn't as frizzy as usual, but in beautiful and delicate waves that cascaded just past her shoulders. And the dress and boots matched perfectly with the rest of her appearance.

"I look much prettier than I should," she said in a shy voice. "Thank you, Mom!" She threw her arms around her mother, hugging her tightly in appreciation. Jamie chuckled lightly as she hugged her daughter back.

"You're welcome, sweetie," she replied in a caring voice. "I'm happy I got to help. Now, go! Go on your date!" she added in a commanding voice, although the smile never dropped from her face.

"Okay, I'm going!" Steph replied in a surrendering tone. She left the bathroom and grabbed her purse from the entry hall, then opened the front door.

"Don't stay out too late! Have fun!" Jamie called after her. Steph yelled back, telling her that she wouldn't, before closing the door and set off down the street.

Nearly every second as she was walking to the square, Steph kept hugging herself with her arms, making sure the dress was on the right way and that it wasn't too short for her. It was at that moment that she realized that she was very nervous. She didn't know what Bill would think when he saw her. He had a tendency to get really shy when he told her she looked pretty, so she couldn't even imagine how he would react today.

She herself was also feeling very shy about how she looked. But also, she was a little paranoid of her surroundings. She quickly looked inside of her purse. Yup, the pocket knife was there if she needed it. After the battle with It, she felt as if she had to carry it with her everywhere now, except when she went to school. She always got jumpy and always had the feeling that someone was following her.

But Steph then realized that It wouldn't come back for a long time. Henry Bowers was also in custody and wouldn't get out anytime soon. She felt safer than she had in the last few months, but she still had the right to be a little scared.

Her thoughts distracted her so much that she was genuinely surprised to find herself on the square in next to no time. She checked her father's old watch her mother had given her for her birthday. It was three minutes before 1:00 PM. That was the time she and Bill were supposed to meet. So, she decided to wait, sitting down on a nearby bench she saw next to her.

The breeze hit her face, and Steph felt refreshed from it. The wind was cool but not too cold and not gusty like it normally would be. It was just right and cool enough for her. She tucked a strand of her hair behind her ear as she waited.

It felt like forever, although it was only a few minutes, before Steph finally looked up to see a boy dressed nicer than he had been in a long time. Someone had been getting tips from Stan, and it made her smirk. But her heart skipped a beat when their eyes met.

Bill, meanwhile, made the effort to dress nicer than usual. After Steph had accepted the offer for a date, he practically begged Stan to help him find clothes that he would normally never wear. But, for the sake of his girlfriend, he was willing to do that.

He looked around for a few seconds after he arrived at the square. His eyes glanced at a very pretty girl sitting on one of the benches, but he looked past her. Then, he realized who he had just seen, snapping his eyes back to her. He gasped quietly.

The pretty girl he had seen was actually Steph.

But she didn't look like Steph at all. Her beautiful blonde hair was no longer messy, but simply wavy and even more elegant than he had ever seen it. She was wearing a dark blue dress with sleeves that barely reached her elbows. The dress fell just past her knees, even as she sat on the bench. But eventually, he was focused on her eyes, and he noticed that she was smiling rather nervously. At that moment, Bill felt as if he didn't deserve her.

He walked towards her, his heart beating erratically in his chest as he got ever closer. He could finally see that Steph actually did have a little makeup on, but it was enough to just notice. He extended a slightly shaky hand to her.

Steph took it, squeezing it slightly as Bill pulled her off of the bench gently. She shivered, and it wasn't from the cold. She closed her eyes at his touch and she could feel her face heating up as she finally looked at him.

The first thing she noticed was that Bill's eyes were wide with wonder and elation. He was staring directly at her, and he looked even more nervous than ever. "St-Steph?" he asked to make sure. At this, the teenage girl smiled at him. "Yes, Bill. It's me," she replied easily.

Bill sighed with relief, looking down for a moment and then back at her. "G-Good… Just m-m-m-making sure," he said. He then tucked a strand of her hair behind her ear, leaned forward and kissed her on the forehead. He heard Steph gasp a little, and he couldn't hold back his small smile.

"You look gorgeous," he whispered against her skin. He then pulled away to look at her face, seeing that her cheeks were clearly pink, which made him smile even more. But then she did something that shocked him a little.

Steph smiled at his response. "Not so bad yourself, Denbrough," she replied. She then leaned forward and pecked him on the lips. Bill's heart skipped several beats at this, and when she pulled away, he looked down shyly. Then he stared into her eyes for several seconds before finally speaking again.

"Y-Y-You ready f-for our date?" he asked. Steph nodded, with yet another beautiful smile that made Bill's stomach do somersaults. He offered his hand to her again, and she took it without hesitation. They set off down the street, not really having a destination in mind.

Steph's feeling of vulnerability went away after a while, especially when she and Bill tried to flirt with one another. They were eventually reduced to a laughing mess when it got awkward for a moment. It was a lighthearted moment where they were able to be teenagers for the first time in so long.

After their fits of laughter, Steph took one glance around to make sure nobody was looking. Once she was sure they wouldn't be embarrassed, she leaned forward and kissed Bill fully. He jumped a little but, after a second, brought a hand to her cheek. They stayed that way for a few more seconds before pulling away.

"I've been wanting to do that since you got here," she whispered. Bill looked even more surprised than before, and the expression on his face made Steph laugh a little as they continued walking.

They decided to stop by the movie theater and Bill paid for their tickets, despite Steph's protests. They eventually decided to watch Halloween 5, as it was the most recent release. When they sat in the seats, Bill shyly slipped his hand into hers and laced their fingers together. Steph responded by giving him a fleeting smile and squeezing his hand.

Bill barely paid attention to the movie, as it was surprisingly boring for a horror film. Instead, he focused on Steph's face, and although it seemed that she didn't like the movie that much either, she looked like she was having fun while watching it. He smiled several times at her reactions to some scenes. During the laundry chute scene, Steph actually gripped Bill's arm tightly, which really shocked him. He was there to comfort her despite this.

After the movie was over, Bill realized that his girlfriend was a huge fan of films, as when they left the theater, she told him nearly everything she thought was wrong with the movie. It didn't bore him, however. In fact, it made him very happy to see Steph so passionate with just talking about something she loved. He couldn't wipe the smile off of his face, even if he wanted to.

"W-Wow, you r-r-really are a movie nerd," he said in a teasing voice after they had gotten ice cream. Steph shrugged as she smiled. "I guess you just haven't noticed until now," she replied, shooting Bill a grin that made him blush furiously. He realized almost instantly that she was making yet another attempt to flirt with him. So, he decided to get some revenge.

"H-Hey, you sp-sp-sp-spilt some ice cream there," he said, pointing to Steph's cheek. The horrified expression on her face was priceless.

"What?!" she exclaimed in a panic. "No, I didn't!" She then instantly started wiping at her face. But as soon as she did, she saw Bill laughing hysterically. She wasn't mad, as she herself began to smile, but she swatted at his arm, dropping her ice cream in the process.

"William Denbrough!" she screamed playfully. "Don't you ever do that to me again, young man!" Bill raised his arms to defend himself as he backed away from her. "I'm sorry, I'm sorry!" he yelled back, although he couldn't stop laughing. That was the point when Steph stopped smacking him.

"Sure you are," she replied. Bill's laughing finally began to die down as he smirked at her. "O-Okay, I'm r-r-really not," he admitted. "But you d-deserved it after you embarrassed me with th-that adorable smile of yours…"

It was Steph's turn to blush as she looked down and just barely resisted the urge to hide her face from Bill. "Wow, thanks for embarrassing me now," she replied smoothly despite this. Her boyfriend smiled as he stepped closer to her, and suddenly, Steph was thankful that nobody else was around them. And that was also the moment that she noticed that she had dropped her ice cream during her playful attack. "Aw man, I dropped my ice cream. Dang it," she whispered.

Bill shook his head as he once again tucked a strand of her blonde hair behind her ear. "It-It's okay, don't w-w-w-worry about it…" he whispered. There was a moment of agonizing silence as they stared at one another, the sun setting in the distance behind them while they only focused on each other.

"C-Can I k-k-kiss you?" Bill asked shyly, his cheeks turning pink once again. Steph raised an eyebrow at this question. "Are you really asking permission to kiss me, Big Bill?" she said in a disbelieving tone. "Of course you can," she added, a smile on her face.

There was another second of silence before Bill finally leaned in and placed his lips on hers this time. To be honest, it was the most gentle and loving kiss they had ever shared, and it was everything to the both of them as they both felt their stomachs flip. Steph melted into the kiss as she softly put her hands on Bill's face.

He responded by wrapping his arms around her waist and pulling her closer to him as the kiss started to get more passionate by the second. Steph really didn't want to let go of Bill and end the kiss there, especially if she loved him too much to do so. If possible, she even deepened the kiss. This surprised Bill, as he was sure that his heart stopped beating completely for a few seconds before pulling Steph impossibly closer to him.

It seemed like an eternity before they finally pulled away, both beyond flustered. Bill stared into her beautiful eyes for a long time as he tried to calm his erratic heartbeat. "I love you," he whispered.

Steph smiled and blushed for what seemed like the millionth time that day as she slipped her arms around Bill's neck. "I love you, too," she replied without hesitation.

It was several hours before they finally arrived back at Steph's house. On the way, they were just chatting and laughing about random things, although their hands were still connected. It was barely dark outside when they walked onto Steph's front porch.

"Well, I guess this is where you leave," Steph said, a little sad that she had to tell her boyfriend goodnight. That was why she stepped forward and hugged him tightly, another blush threatening to creep in. "Thank you for today," she whispered. "I loved this date."

Bill hugged her back just as tightly. "A-Anything for you, St-Steph…" he replied easily, planting small kisses on her head. But then he remembered something. "W-W-Wait… before you g-go…"

He pulled away from her and pulled a box out of his pocket. He took her hand and placed it on there. "Open it when y-y-y-you're alone, okay?" he said. Steph nodded before leaning forward and kissing him on the cheek. "Goodnight, Bill," she said with a small smile, turning to open the front door.

But just as her hand grazed the doorknob, Steph felt her other hand being pulled gently back. She turned back around to find herself inches from Bill. She smiled as she met his lips once more, shivering as she felt his right hand caressing her cheek. But just as she ran her fingers through his hair —

"Called it!"

"Shut the heck up, Richie!"

They pulled away from each other quickly just in time to see someone ducking behind one of Steph's bushes. She laughed as she shouted, "Come on out, boys! You can't hide now!"

There was a few seconds of silence before they saw Richie and Eddie step into their view, looking embarrassed. But Richie also looked very smug with himself. "So, I see that Bill gave you a goodnight kiss. Aww!" he teased.

Steph rolled her eyes playfully. "Beep beep, Richie," she replied simply before turning back to Bill. "I think I'll leave you to deal with these morons. I'll see you tomorrow?"

Bill smiled at her. "S-Sure," he replied. "Oh, and j-just so you know…" He bent down slightly to kiss her cheek, his lips lingering on her soft skin for a moment as he whispered, "You looked very beautiful today."

He pulled away to see his girlfriend's face totally red with embarrassment as she smiled at him. She quickly turned away to open the front door, but spared one last look at him. "Goodnight, Bill. I love you," she whispered.

"I love you, too," he replied before Steph shut the door.

After talking and laughing with Jamie about how perfect the date was, Steph finally went into her bedroom and shut the door. She changed into her pajamas before realizing something.

The box!

She sat down on her bed and frantically opened said box. To her astonishment, she pulled out a beautiful pearl necklace with a piece of paper behind it. The piece of jewelry made tears fill her eyes in happiness as she put it on. She then took the piece of paper and unfolded it, reading what was written inside.

Steph,

I don't think I'm going to handle spending a day without you ever again. I can't help but smile when I think about you. Falling in love with you was the greatest thing that ever happened to me, and I'm so happy that I have you in my life.

You looked like an angel today. You always do. I love you so much, my princess.

— Bill

Steph just barely managed to hold back her tears as she set the note on her nightstand and laid down on her bed, turning the lamp off. As she drifted off to sleep, she couldn't stop thinking that she was the luckiest girl in the world.

A/N: You know by now. PLEASE READ THIS!

Well, Richie and Eddie are now stalkers lol I felt that part was hilarious. XD

Thoughts on this one-shot? Was it adorable?

I hope it wasn't too fluffy for you guys! Let me know if it was!

Please leave some more ideas for one-shots! Would love to see them!

I bet you guys are very excited for the sequel to my It story! Like I said in that update, it will begin in early January! Bet you can't wait for it lol

Time for my first incorrect quote:

Richie: Listen here you reckless idiot. You have two pocket knives. Not just one, but two, so be safe and -

Bill: Sh-Sh-She's not gonna listen to you -

Steph, running at Pennywise armed with nothing but one knife: GET! KILLED!

I hope you guys enjoyed this one-shot! Be looking forward to the next one! Please read and review! Have a great day, and until next time!

— Hermione Romanoff