Pennywise x Reader Imagines

Swimming Pool Part 1

It was the first day of swimming class and you were so excited to finally learn how to swim, as at your old school they didn't offer swimming lessons. Not only that but you will see, Bill, your crush, shirtless! Not to be a perv or anything...

Anyway, Bill, was the popular guy of the school, all the girls and occasional guy would swoon over him, you hated that you fell for the bad boy who plays with peoples hearts and messes with the teachers. You were a respectable girl who wasn't popular but also wasn't unpopular.

You and your friends were the in between group who just got a long with anyone, you still avoided the popular people because they were trouble. You got dressed into your swimsuit and made your way to the pool.

"Hey, (y/n)!" (y/f/n) exclaimed.

"Hey, (y/f/n)." you reply with a smile.

"You excited to finally learn how to swim?" he asks you.

"Yeah I am, but also nervous to go into the deep end of the pool." you admit.

"You'll be okay." he said reassuringly as he pat your shoulder.

Your other friends came up to you and started talking, then one of your friends tap you on the shoulder to get your attention. You turn and look at them and they nod in the direction of the men's change rooms, that is when time slowed down.

You saw, Bill, walking out, shirtless, you almost drool over his soft but firm abs. You swallow hard and continue to stare until his eyes locked with yours, his eyes then trailed down your body and back to your eyes.

The air got caught in your throat and he winks at you then continues to head towards his group.

"Oh my god." you whisper and feel your cheeks become warm.

"I know right? he totally checked you out!" your friend nudged you.

"Why does it matter? He probably wants just sex from me." you turned and looked at him and he frowned like he heard what you said about him.

"No. I've noticed him watching you in class and the way he looks at you isn't lustful, more like he is in awe of you."

"You're playing with me right? because this is the first time you mentioned that he watches me in class." You laughed.

"No, (y/n), I'm serious." she snapped at you "Why would I joke about this?" and you shrugged in response.

"Okay, class, gather around!" your sports teacher calls out over everyone.

The class turns and gathers around the teacher.

"Now I know most of you have had swimming lessons before when you were juniors, but some people in your class haven't, so do not, and I mean DO NOT, give them crap about it or else you will be hearing from me and so will your parents. Got that?" he asks, everyone nods submissively in reply.

"Now we have that covered, put up your hand if you haven't had swimming lessons before." You hesitantly put your hand up and no one else did. 

"Okay, you can stay in the shallow end until I think you're ready for the deep end.

You nodded in agreement relieved that you didn't have to swim in the deep end yet.

"Okay, I do have grades written here from your previous teacher, coach Carl." he looks around at people then down at his clipboard. "Hmmm, Mr Skarsgård?"

"Yes, sir?" Bill replies.

"You got the best grade in the class so I want you to show, (y/n) the basics while I show the others this exercise." some of the girls sent you a glare, jealous at how you got to have time with Bill. You went to object.