Guu

Hi!

You can call be guu. I’m gonna be writing for stranger things, resident evil, and gorillaz. I am currently working on a Steve x reader series. I’ll provide the details on another post. Im also working on a Stuart x readers, other than that I also write general headcanons.

Feel free to request me anything! I am always bored and need a little bit of writing to make my day less draining.

With that being said here’s what I Will and won’t do:

I will write 16+ content.

This means I won’t write p in v smut or anything extreme, but there will definitely be intimate parts in my fanfictions such as: making out, fingering, eating out, just soft stuff Yk. it will usually have plot in it.

I will write angst

I love writing angst, it’s one of my greatest talents. However I always try to have a happy ending if it’s an x reader. If it’s like an oc or a canon x canon or even an original story it will definitely have some deaths but nothing like that for x readers! Yall are safe queens and kings.

I will NOT write porn!

I just can’t. It makes me feel gross. I won’t write anyone having sex out of pure hormones. If I ever write something spicy or such idk how to word it it will only be written if the characters have enough chemistry, and even then the writing will be very vague.

I will not write for characters I don’t know.

Sorry I just don’t wanna write outside of what I know. I can look into a character but if I can’t get myself to find a connection or become inspired I just can’t get myself to write for them.

I will absolutely write fluff

YES YES I love fluff also one of my favorite, however I don’t know how to write it super well I still love the process and it always makes my day.

I will write headcanons!

I love writing headcanons. They’re super fun, it’s like I get to nerd out about my favorite character except as if the character was my own friend or partner.

Characters I will write for, so far:

Stranger things

Steve Harrington

Billy Hargrove

Robin Buckley

Nancy wheeler

Jonathan Byers

Gorillaz

Stuart 2-D pott

Russell Hobbs

Resident evil

Leon s Kennedy

Ashley graham

Claire redfield

Feel free to request any new characters you never know what I might agree to! Don’t be shy, I love writing, you’ll be doing me a favor.

Steve Harrington x reader part 6

Notes: longer chapter, final chapter is after this one. Enjoy!

You thought everything was fine, Steve giving you that kiss, being casual as ever. As if you two have known each other for years, he’s able to comfort you and give you what you need, warmth, kindness, love…

That was until all these things came to an end. Steve had been completely different, almost quieter? Like he different things on his mind or he was just flat out ignoring you.

Whatever it was, it didn’t feel good. Seeing him get closer to the people you two were sure you didn’t like, was it something you did? Maybe it was the new job he had at scoops ahoy. He’s made so many new friends it felt like he’s forgotten about you.

You needed to tell him how you felt. You needed answers.

Steve hadn’t talked to you in weeks.

Not really, anyway.

Sure, there were passing glances in the hallway at school. A half-hearted “hey” once, like muscle memory kicked in before he could stop it. But nothing like before—before Nancy, before the new group of kids he hovered around, before whatever it was that had pulled him away from you like a tide you couldn’t fight.

You leaned against the kitchen counter, red cup in hand, untouched, you were at a party you swore a year ago you’d never go to, but since steve has been distant, you couldnt help but go to every single party hoping he’d show up.

What did you do wrong?

You’d gone over it a hundred times. A thousand. Every conversation, every joke, every moment. Nothing stood out—nothing that explained why he’d just… disappeared from your life without explanation.

And the worst part?

You still cared.

A lot more than you wanted to admit.

“Hey there.”

You stiffened slightly at the voice—low, smooth, unfamiliar in a way that instantly set you on edge. Turning, you found yourself face-to-face with Billy Hargrove.

Everyone knew Billy, Or at least, everyone knew of him. The kind of guy people warned you about without ever saying exactly why, but you knew why. He was anything but a “sweet guy”. Far from anything steve is.

“You look bored,” he continued, leaning casually against the counter beside you, too close. “That a crime at a party like this?”

“I’m fine,” you said shortly, trying to keep your tone neutral.

He smirked, like he didn’t believe you for a second.

“Don’t think so,” he replied. “I’ve been watching you. You’ve got that look.”

Your grip tightened slightly around the cup. “What look?”

“The ‘I’d rather be anywhere else’ look.”

You huffed out a quiet breath, glancing away. “Maybe I would be.”

“Then why aren’t you? Whats a pretty girl like you doing alone at a party like this?” he asked, tilting his head, chewing his gum with a sly smile, like he knows hes got you.

The question hit harder than it should have.

Because you didn’t have an answer.

Billy straightened, pushing off the counter. “C’mon,” he said, nodding toward the back door. “Let’s get some air.”

“I don’t think—”

“Relax,” he cut in, grin widening. “It’s just outside. Unless you’re scared of me.”

“I’m not scared of you,” you shot back immediately.

“Good,” he said, already stepping toward the door. “Then prove it.”

You hesitated.

Just for a second.

And that second was enough.

—

Across the room, Steve noticed.

He hadn’t meant to. He wasnt even supposed to be here, but he needed to know you were safe, it seemed like he was doing bad at that job.

God, he’d been trying not to notice you all night. Trying not to look for you, not to track where you were, not to care.

It wasn’t working.

Nothing had been working since he made the decision to keep you out of it.

Out of everything.

Out of the Upside Down.

Out of the monsters.

Out of the danger that seemed to follow him like a shadow he couldn’t shake.

He thought he was doing the right thing.

Thought if he pulled away, if he stopped talking to you, if he let you hate him instead of stay close—

you’d be safe.

But then he saw Billy.

Saw the way Billy leaned in too close, the way you stiffened, the way you still followed him anyway.

Steve’s stomach dropped.

“Shit.”

Robin, beside him, frowned. “What?”

“Stay here,” Steve said quickly, already moving.

“Steve—”

But he was gone.

—

Outside, the air was colder than you expected.

Quieter, too.

The party noise dulled the second the door shut behind you, leaving an uneasy stillness in its wake.

Billy walked ahead of you, not toward the driveway—but toward the darker edge of the yard, where the trees began.

You slowed.

“Where are we going?”

“Relax,” he said again, not even turning around this time. “Told you. Just getting some air.”

Something wasn’t right.

You could feel it.

“Billy,” you said, firmer now. “I’m not going into the woods.”

He stopped.

Slowly turned.

And for the first time, the smirk was gone.

“You should’ve stayed inside,” he said quietly.

Your heart skipped.

“What?”

But before he could answer—

“Hey!”

Steve’s voice cut through the night.

You turned so fast it made your head spin.

He was running toward you, breath uneven, eyes wide in a way you’d never seen before—not just angry, not just annoyed—

terrified.

“Get away from him!” Steve shouted.

Billy’s jaw tightened.

“Well,” he muttered, “there he is.”

You blinked between them, confusion crashing into fear. “Steve, what—”

“Come here,” Steve said, reaching you, grabbing your arm gently but urgently. “We need to go. Now.”

“What is going on?” you demanded, pulling slightly back.

Billy laughed, low and humorless.

“You didn’t tell her?” he asked Steve. “That’s cold, Harrington.”

“Shut up,” Steve snapped.

“Tell me what?!” you raised your voice, heart pounding now.

Steve hesitated.

And that hesitation was enough.

Billy moved.

Faster than you expected.

One second he was a few feet away—the next, he had you by the wrist, yanking you back.

You gasped, stumbling.

“Billy—what are you doing?!”

“Showing you,” he said, voice darkening, something wrong creeping into it. “What he’s been hiding.”

“Let her go!” Steve lunged forward.

Billy shoved you aside—hard enough that you hit the ground—and then it happened.

The shift.

His expression twisted.

Eyes going… wrong.

Too dark. Too empty. Like something else was looking through them.

Your breath caught in your throat.

“What the hell—”

Steve was already moving again, grabbing a broken piece of something—wood, maybe a bat—from the ground.

“Stay back!” he yelled at you.

Everything blurred after that.

Shouting.

Struggling.

Billy moving in ways that didn’t make sense—too strong, too fast.

Steve getting hit.

Getting back up anyway.

You scrambled backward, heart hammering, mind refusing to process what you were seeing.

This wasn’t real.

This couldn’t be real.

But then Billy turned toward you again.

And that look—

You knew.

Instinctively.

If he got to you—

something very bad would happen.

“Hey!” Steve shouted, throwing himself between you and Billy again.

Billy swung.

Steve blocked—barely.

“Go!” Steve yelled over his shoulder. “Run!”

“I’m not leaving you!” you shouted back.

“Just—listen to me for once!” he snapped.

Something in his voice broke through your panic.

You froze.

Just long enough for him to shove you behind him again, putting his entire body between you and Billy.

And then—

somehow—

Steve got the upper hand.

A hit.

Another.

Billy staggered.

And for a split second, something flickered in his face—like he wasn’t fully there anymore.

Steve grabbed your hand.

“Now,” he said.

You ran.

—

You didn’t stop until you were in Steve’s car.

Doors slammed.

Engine roared to life.

And only then—only when the house was gone, the trees fading in the distance—

did the silence hit.

You were shaking.

Badly.

Steve noticed immediately.

“Hey—hey,” he said, softer now. “You’re okay. You’re okay.”

“I’m not okay!” you snapped, voice breaking. “What was that?! What is wrong with him?! What is wrong with you?!”

He flinched.

And then—

he exhaled.

Long. Heavy. Like he’d been holding it in for weeks.

“Everything,” he said quietly. “Everything is wrong.”

You stared at him.

“Explain.”

And this time—

he didn’t hesitate.

He told you everything.

The Upside Down.

The monsters.

The Mind Flayer.

Billy.

The kids.

Nancy.

Why he pulled away.

Why he stopped talking to you.

“I thought if I kept you out of it,” he said, voice cracking slightly, “you’d be safe. I thought… if you hated me, at least you’d be alive.”

The words hit like a punch.

“Hate you?” you whispered. “Steve, I didn’t hate you—I thought I lost you.”

“I know,” he said, gripping the steering wheel tighter. “I know, and I’m sorry. I just—couldn’t let you see it. Couldn’t let you get dragged into this.”

You let out a shaky breath.

“Too late,” you said quietly.

He nodded.

“Yeah,” he murmured. “Too late.”

Silence settled again.

But it was different now.

Full.

Heavy.

Honest.

You turned slightly toward him.

“You don’t get to decide that for me,” you said. “Whether I’m in this or not.”

“I wasn’t trying to—”

“You were,” you cut in. “And it hurt.”

“I know,” he said again, softer.

You studied him.

Really studied him.

The bruises.

The exhaustion.

The fear he’d been hiding.

And underneath it all—

the same Steve.

The one who still cared.

“I’m not going anywhere,” you said finally.

He glanced at you.

“Yeah?”

“Yeah,” you nodded. “So if you’re in trouble—if this is your life now—then I’m in it too.”

Steve let out a breath that almost sounded like a laugh.

“God,” he muttered. “You really don’t make things easy, do you?”

You gave a small, tired smile.

“Never did.”

He smiled back.

Just a little.

But it was real.

He looked at the road as he tried his best to lose billy. It was too dark. “Pass me the walkie in the backseat.” he said quickly, you responded immediately with a nod, the danger in the situation hitting you again. You handed it to him and he flipped it right side up. “This is a code red, billy’s gone i repeat, code red” he then harshly parked his car in a small parking lot near a cliff. “Look…i love you, i want you to know that. I thought i loved nancy…fuck..” he curses under his breath. “My love for you couldn’t compare to that.” his hands where still on the steering wheel, eyes looking down at his lap. “I love you too steve…” he finally looks over at you, like he’d just seen light at the end of a dark, dark tunnel.

Then there’s a pause, and from the radio you hear that song “upside down…boy you turn me”

Steve cringes at the radio and turns it off. You laugh. “I fucking hate that stupid song.” he groans but his smile is still there, a permanent smile thanks to you. “Inside out…and round and round” you sing along the rest of the lyrics with a giggle. He sighs. “This isnt gonna work” he jokes but both of you know thats a lie.

Steve grabs your hand.

Your expression softened as he leaned in. slowly…until he reached a proximity close enough for you to feel his warmth. Then its there. His lips touch yours, and the two of you stay there for a second before deepening the kiss, he tilts his head and you cut the kiss short. He looks nervous.

“Wh– what happened? You okay?” he asks and you smile.

“I just…you’re good.” you say and he smirks.

“Im good?”

“At…well…”

He holds your chin with his hand and pulls you into him again. You giggle and right before you can touch lips again, theres a static from the walkie…

“Steve… starcourt. Now!” a kid’s distressed voice comes out of the radio in urgency.

You looked at steve as he quickly turned his car back on. “Shit.” he curses and starts backing up.

Now you had a bigger problem to resolve, but at least now you had someone to fight it with.

Steve Harrington x reader part 6

Warnings: none really…sorry I’ve been gone for so long 💔

“She called it bullshit.” He said running a hand through his hair. “Bullshit.” He repeated trying to make sense of what she said. “I mean what did? Ive never treated her unfairly once.” You sat next to him on your front door steps, usually you guys would hang out there and just talk. “Never?” You say sort of in a playful tone but he shakes his head. “I’m serious.” You let out a deep sigh. It was funny, you and Steve could bond over the same thing, but for some reason you didn’t wanna tell him about what happened between you and Jonathan. “Sorry… just don’t think about it Steve. I mean maybe she’s just not the one.” Steve cringed at this. “Ew” he mumbles and looks at you and you look at him, you guys laugh. “That was so corny.” Steve said in between breaths. When you guys calmed down Steve was the first to talk again. “Did…Jonathan show up” you immediately shook your head no at the name Jonathan. Steve squinted his eyes. “I mean i- I didn’t see him so uhm I couldn’t tell you—“ he chuckled at this and shook his head. “Come on that’s so not fair. I told you about Nancy.” There was a breeze that hit the two of you. It was a slow one, brushed through your hair and Steve noticed. He noticed the way your face was glowing under the warm lights of your house. “Tell me.” He said quietly, this time trying to get it out of you.

“I saw him…” you said looking down. Your voice was quiet, like you were scared to talk too loud. “Yeah?” He nodded before signaling to continue. You paused, it was quiet for a few seconds, but eventually you started to speak. “He told me he was there for Nancy…asked if I’d seen her, or…I don’t know I…forgot.” Steve looked at you. His eyes never leaving your face, examining every feature making sure this wasn’t too much for you. “You okay?” He asked slowly. You nodded. It was hard to get the words out. You felt your heart heavy as you continued to speak. “I think its really over steve… he loves her.”

Steves head hung low when you said that, jonathan loving nancy wasn’t just bad for you, but for steve too. “I saved a beer for us…” his voice was a bit unserious, testing the waters hoping to brighten the mood. You looked at him and smiled. “I don’t-”

“Dont give me that…you deserve it… lets have our own party”

The two of you shared the beer together. It wasn’t a good taste but you felt glad you were doing something new for a change. In fact, ever since you met steve you’ve been more productive. Spending more time outside and hanging out instead of staying in your room, writing in your stupid diary.

The night became much quieter, the beer didn’t do much instead it made you sleepy. Your head almost automatically tilted to the side landing on Steve’s shoulder. Steve scoffed at your sleepy form, his lips eased into a smile, a small smile.

Steve stared at you for a moment, taking his time to really look at you, then he moved to give you a kiss on top of your head, too tipsy to think about how you might’ve taken it. As much as you wanted to react, you let yourself melt on his shoulder, still you couldn’t help but feel something completely different at that moment.

The two of you stayed like that for a good 15 minutes, Steve sighing as he looked down at the concrete or grass. He was the first to break the silence, cutting through the comfortable position. “Well, it’s getting late huh?” He said softly before clearing his throat. You slowly held shifted to sit normally, holding your own body together. “Yeah…” you shrug.

Steve casually stood up before holding out a hand for you. “I’m gonna go okay? You’re gonna be fine?” He asks carefully and quietly. “I’m sure I will be. Will you?” You ask back at him. He shoves his hands in his pocket before pouting, and looking to the side. “Mmm yeah I think I’ll be okay” he follows that with a little chuckle. You giggle, and he nods. You and steve had already forgotten about Nancy and Jonathan, it almost felt like it was just you two.

Uhm does anyone still want a new chapter? 🥺

IVE BEEN GONE FOR A FEW MONTHS NOW

But it was for a good reason, at least I think it was, I’ve been working non stop lately, that plus school is not really a good combo, and I knew that, but I ended up getting so caught up with all these things I forgot to take care of myself,

I quit my job, I’m thinking of getting one only on the weekdays so I can have my weekends to myself and tumblr. I hope this fandom isn’t dead yet. I STILL LOVE STEVE AND I WANNA WRITE FOR HIM AGAIN.

Steve Harrington x reader part 5

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Warnings: angst? This kinda explores reader emotions towards Jonathan and Jonathan’s true feelings for Nancy.

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It was a new year since you met steve. You guys pretty much became best friends. Hed tell you everything about nancy and youd tell him everything about jonathan. It felt wrong to admit, but sitting in the car with nancy, talking about school material felt wrong. Steve didnt know why. He only knew that there was one thing stuck in his mind. You.

Steve didnt want another relationship. He knew you and him were strictly platonic, but it didnt change how he would feel around nancy, like he can’t tell her everything, he’d catch himself wishing he could say something then stopping himself when he realizes its nancy hes talking to. You, someone who he’d be able to tell everything to. Someone he could tell about how much nancy hurts him emotionally. Secrets they kept hidden from each other, he didn’t like it. It didn’t feel natural talking to her. Having you be so close to him was a change that felt too different and naturally uncomfortable. He wasn’t used to having friends that didn’t shit talk to pass time.

There was one night during the summer, you called steve crying because you couldn’t stop thinking about jonathan. It was the first time he heard you cry like that. “H-hey its okay look… breathe okay take your time. Okay- ok- okay look- Listen to me okay?” It was hard to hear you panic. It almost made Steve cry himself. You found out Steve and Nancy fixed their relationship a few days later. You were happy for him, but you were more happy that you wouldn’t have to think about jonathan and Nancy together anymore. Was that selfish?

Anyways, It was the first day of school, again. Surprisingly, there wasn’t that many people talking about you, not as much as before. Well, you became aware of why when you saw the new student. Everyone saw him. You had to admit he was a handsome guy.

Despite it being his frist day, word of his great looks, and perfect ass came about and circled the school. He was cute. Like, really cute. You didn’t even bother fantasizing about him. You were definitely not his type. Your locker was the same. Scattered, a mirror of your mind. Steve was next to you talking about the new guy. “I gotta step my game up you know? I mean… i dont know nancy was staring at him too long this morning.” you roll your eyes playfully as he talks. “Oh my god steve shes not gonna go for that guy, hes way to slutty.” steve laughed at this. “Slutty?” he asks as if he caught you saying something embarrassing. “Yes. slutty. You see the way he walks?” steve gave you a smirk, that stupid smirk he gives you when hes about to tease the hell out of you. “Wow look at you already learning his walk.” you push him softly and he moves backwards from it. “I dont go for those kinda guys… you know that.” he raises his hands up. “Alright alright, whatever you say…” his voice becomes lower as he speaks when he looks at the two people walking a few feet away. You follow his eyes. It was jonathan and nancy. “Shit…okay ill catch you after school yeah?” you didn’t answer, you just stared. Staring was all you could do. Steve noticed but decided to leave it alone.

Jonathan and Nancy separated ways and as your eyes looked away they made their own way to Nancy, as she walked over to Steve. You’re eyes just stayed there as they smiled together. You wondered why it was so hard to look away, it was none of your business what they did together. The bell rung and you shut your locker slowly.

It was what happened the night of the Halloweens party that everything changed.

“You have to come! You can’t miss it seriously I want you there. Nance’ll be there, you know maybe Jonathan will too…” Steve was begging you to show up to the party. You rolled your eyes knowing he wasn’t gonna give up. This had lasted at least an hour. You guys’s hangout turned into Steve convincing you to come to the Halloween party with him. “Okay- I—“ you scoffed “I don’t even have a costume” you finshed half laughing. “They’ll have drinks and ugh- come on! Just one party” you had enough at this point you raised your finger to his lips to shush him. “You know I don’t drink. I don’t go to parties. And you are not gonna change my mind—”

“You made it!” Steve jumps to give you a push on the shoulder. You sighed, you were glad to see no one was picking on you, you were glad to see him. You’re best friend. “Yeah well…couldn’t miss out on seeing my best friend!” You said not very convincing anyone. “Okay well ima leave you alone gotta go check on nance…she’s uhm…acting weird tonight.” He says between a sigh “Weird?” you ask “I’ll tell you later. Okay have fun” he winks playfully and makes his way to find Nancy. You made your way over to one of the couches but instantly walked right back when you saw some couple making out on it. When you passed the front door you were stopped by someone. You looked over at the body, it was Jonathan. Your heart didn’t skip a beat, but you felt that stupid punch in the gut whenever you saw him. Like you’re being punished for ever trying to get with him and every time you see him it’s a friendly reminder. “What are you doing here?” He asks. You look at him but not at his eyes. “Steve asked me to come… he’s with Nancy right now.” Jonathan looks away then back. “Yeah? L—“ you cut him off before he could say anything. “What are you doing here?” You ask him. He doesn’t reply for a few seconds. He finally starts “I’m…looking for Nancy.” His voice, quiet and low, the voice that you’d crave every day like it was oxygen. “What’s up with you and Nancy anyway?…” you look down, trying not to sound jealous. He shrugs looking away, his face serious. “what’s up with you and Steve?” He asks, swallowing hard as he looked down. It was tense. “Why do you care? Don’t like seeing me happy do you?” For a second you regretted how that sounded, but he cut your thoughts when he began to speak, his voice a bit stronger. “I don’t…I just— I don’t know why you’re going for him. He’s with Nancy” you scoff. “I’m not going for him, what are you talking about? He’s my friend Jonathan.” You snap back at him and then he raises his voice “yeah you keep telling yourself that, you know what? One day you’re gonna realize that all he wants from you is to get in your pants because that’s what guys like him do! Hell. You probably already know that and you’re just dying for it to happen.” He finishes and rushes outside in anger. “What the fuck! Jonathan!” You yell with a crack but he doesn’t look back. You stand there for a moment. Your eyes watering, you can’t let this happen again, you can’t lose Jonathan twice, you just wanted to forget him, you wanted him to forget too.

Your feet moved to catch up to Jonathan. “Jonathan!” He finally looked back with an annoyed expression masking his tears. “Please just not like this. Talk to me! Please stop shutting me away!” You say shoving your fists onto his chest with the little strength you could pick up. “I’m shutting you away? You’re the one that told me you didn’t want me around!” You were take aback because you never remembered saying that. “What?…” you said furrowing your eyebrows in confusion. “Yeah…s what you said isn’t it?”

“No… I never— I just meant, I didn’t want you to be my friend I— wanted you to be something more than… ugh. You— treated me like I was… your girlfriend but you didn’t want me to be.”

Jonathan looks at you as you speak, he looks down.

“I did…I wanted it more than anything. I just wasn’t ready… I didn’t want something to happen I didn’t want you to be mine just to find out it’s not that great.”

Silence. It must’ve been the fact that you guys were already confessing so much, or the loud music in the background that pulled you into him, pulled him into you. Instead of feeling that shock in your heart or those butterflies in your stomach, you felt that same punch to the gut when your lips connected. You didn’t stop, you knew you should have, the both of you did. But what to do now when it was already done.

You pull away from him first, slowly. He doesn’t look at you, you don’t look at him. You back up a bit, that’s when you look at him. “You love her don’t you?” This causes him to look at you. Your heart felt heavy on your chest when he took to long to respond, but you just had to know.

Okay I hope this is what you meant! I never really done one of these IM SO EXCITED TO WRITE IT THO!!

Alright hope you like it!

2D x stranger things headcanons!!!

Everyone finds him a bit freaky, well a lot freaky. It’s the 80s, bright blue hair and pitch black eyes aren’t really normal.

I feel like he wouldn’t have a hard time believing you when you mention the upside down.

He’s horrible at using the walkie talkies, too complicated for his complex brain.

He would get easily manipulated if he ever got captured by vecna. Kinda like the whole forever cult move, yeahhh.

Omg imagine him low key busting out a concert in the upside down 😳‼️‼️‼️

He would so write an album about his experience at Hawkins and the upside down but never say anything about it to anyone else.

He’d low key tells you to leave it alone. just run away and let the others die. It was kinda funny but it was also really insensitive.

People explain to him that leaving wouldn’t make it go away. He low key stays for Dustin, he grows fond of him.

You already know he’s clutching onto you the whole time it’s going down.

That’s all I really have.

Lmk if this is what you wanted. I should’ve clarified first but I got so many ideas I just had to put them here.

steve x reader part 4

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note: there is 4 more chapters after this one. stay tuned. there is a lot of "raised eyebrow"'s here i am so sorry. also this is being posted from my laptop so things will be missing i will edit soon sorry it looks so ugly rn. also sorry for the wait! i havent had motivation to post but faster updates coming up.

no warnings, i think.

@redsakura101 @theleo28 @maxverstappentwink @aweman

hope you guys enjoy!

You couldn’t believe you were actually about to hangout with Steve. He was the coolest guy you’ve met so far despite what he had done to Jonathan’s camera, it felt so good to be able to call him a friend. You were making your way to the mall, a quiet ride that allowed your mind to think. You were the happiest you’ve been in months. 

Making it to the parking lot you find a good place to park your car. You saw that Steve was already there sitting on top of his car. You felt bad for making him wait. You couldn’t have been that late. You got out of your car and waved at him. You were only three lanes apart. He noticed you and immediately pushed himself off the car. You guys walked over to each other, you half running “hi!” You said and Steve said at the same time “Hey! You made it” you smiled before making a sorry face. “Was I late?” He shrugged “just by 10 minutes” you’re eyes go wide “10 minutes? Wait are you serious? I’m so sorry.” He laughs at your panicking. “Hey, hey, I was just joking it was just 3 minutes.” You glare at him jokingly “not funny.” He only shrugs with a chuckle.

The mall was not as full as other times. It was the perfect time to be there. You guys walked around for a while trying to find a good place to get food. “I know this place here that sells bomb ass food…but it’s on the other side of the mall.” You said trying to break the silence that was starting to get too loud. “Yeah? Is it worth it?” He asked before continuing “im starving you sure you wanna wait that long?” You looked over at him like he said something offensive. He raises his hands like he’s been caught doing something bad. “Trust me it’ll be so worth it” you say looking back ahead. “Well…while we wait…wanna go to the book store real quick?” You look up at him and smile. “Book store? Didn’t take you for a reader.” He chuckles knowing that was far from the truth. “I’m not. But I like making fun of the boring ass books in there.” You laugh at how ridiculous that sounded. You hadn’t laughed in so long. It felt so good. Steve smiled at the sight. He knew you’d been having a hard time. It felt good to make someone smile. “I’m serious. You’re not gonna wanna leave, trust me.” He says as he walks you over to the book store with a hand on your shoulder leading the way. The book store smelt strangely good. Steve let out a quick laugh and pointed at one of the books “look at that.” It was a book. You couldn’t help but laugh at the stupid cover. “Abracadabra” it read. “So stupid.” Steve looked over at you shaking his head. “Think that’s stupid? Just wait till we see the kids section” you rolled your eyes playfully. It was so stupid being here, but who were you to say it wasn’t fun. 

The book store was pretty big. So many books that didn’t even make sense. You guys eventually made your way to the music. A bunch of albums that were super popular. “God im tired of hearing this stupid song.” Steve said pulling a vinyl record from the artist Diana Ross “upside down” half way looking at it in disgust. “No.” You said quickly. He looks at you and raises a brow. “That’s literally my favorite song.” Steve laughs but your face stays serious. He studies your face then raises his eyebrows. “Oh!  you’re serious” he continues to laugh, you can’t help but chuckle slightly before looking away. This only makes Steve laugh harder. You guys make it out of the book store laughing about a cliche romance book you guys saw after a couple minutes. 

Steve was walking next to you hands in his pockets about to ask you a question. “Didn’t I tell you, you’d have fun?” He raises his eyebrows waiting for your answer. You scoff “yeah yeah whatever.” 

“Better than that lame party that’s for sure” Steve mumbled under his breath. You raised a brow. “Stop acting like you don’t love parties” he looks at you half offended still managing to laugh. “It’s the same thing every time. Gets boring after the first 3 parties” you nodded slowly at this. 

You and Steve walked around a while longer, half forgetting how hungry you both really were. The day was full of laughter, soon enough it was already turning dark. You weren’t supposed to be out this long but how could you leave? “Where’s that place you wanted to eat at” Steve asks suspiciously. Your eyes widen “oh yeah! Omg we passed it!” You said turning quickly as you got a hold of his arm, pulling him with you. Steve was caught off guard slightly tripping before catching himself. “Jesus!” 

“Can I tell you something Steve?” You asked as you sat at a table waiting for the food to arrive. Steve smiled, like he has been doing the whole day. “Go ahead” there was a slight pause before you started. “I’ve never tried the food here.” He finally looked up at you, his smile slightly falling but still holding its shape, he raised an eyebrow. He sort of wheezed. “Uh- okay? Why’d you lie?” 

You shrugged not really knowing why, you just wanted to seem less boring. There was a long pause before Steve burst out into laughter. You looked up at him, surprised by his outburst. The laughter was human. It wasn’t like the laughter you’d hear in the hallways, this time you weren’t the joke. “You really are something huh? How could anyone hate you?” this causes your smile to fade. Steve notices. 

“Order for uh…er-” the person calling out your order tried hard not to butcher your name, you already knew it was your order, so you stood up. The guy managed to get your name correct before you got to the service counter. Steve walked a bit delayed right after you. He didnt wanna ruin the friendship so early. Steve rushed to grab the food for you. “Hey I’m sorry if what I said was…weird.” Steve started. “I meant to say that you’re cool. I don’t get why people don’t notice that.” He finished as he tried catching your eyes. You gave him an awkward smile as you two made your way to the table. “It’s uhm…it’s okay. It’s not you I just…god I hate them.” Steve slides your food over to your side. “Wanna talk about it?” He tries his best to make you look at him without touching you. “I- I don’t wanna ruin the fun” you say dismissing the topic, but Steve doesn’t seem to care for the fun. “I mean…it’s not like this is your last time having fun right?” Steve chuckles trying to make a comfortable space. “Hm…” you open your mouth to talk but nothing comes out. 

“How about this—“ he starts then grabs one of his fries eating it quickly. “Mm- let’s eat first yeah?” You giggle at this. He was great at making you feel safe. You tried eating your food, but you’ve lost your appetite, slowly taking bites of everything. 

Steve took notice of this, he looked away for a second thinking of what to say. That’s when he saw someone from school. “Holy shit is that…” you look up from your food and follow Steve’s eyesight. “Oh crap! Let’s get out of here!” You whisper-yelled. Steve raised his eyebrows. “No no no.. they won’t come up to us.” He started as he looked the person up and down. “Bad hair day” he laughed lazily. You pursed your lips. This was probably how people talked about you. You let out an awkward laugh. 

Steve looked at you. “Wanna talk about it now?” Steve asked softly still holding his “Steve” face. You looked to the side then back at Steve. “You haven’t heard?” You said finding it impossible to believe he hasn’t heard of what people have been saying. He looked around with a pout. “No..I mean I’ve heard what they call you yeah.” He says but you shake your head. He continues anyway. “I always see you around…the way they talk to you its…” you laugh a little, feeling a little warm at the fact that steve has been taking notice of the teasing that goes around in school. “You’ve been keeping an eye on my stevie.” steve puts a hand on his face at the nickname slightly chuckling. “Okay dont ever call me that again…” he starts. “Okay…stalker sound good?” you laugh, but he rolls his eyes with a small smile, holding back his laughter. “You calling me a stalker?” he grins hoping you wouldn’t realize how hard hes trying to hold back his laughter. “Thats what you are no?” you say and steve finally laughs. You laughed with him, finishing your final fry. “So…” 

“People think im a slut because i kissed my ex while he was in a relationship with someone…” you blurted out quickly. Steve raises his eyebrows and looks away. “Oh…”  he manages to let out. He honestly doesnt think what you did was even wrong, it just caught him off guard. “Wait…thats what its all about?” he asks and you nod not looking at him. “Thats so stupid.” you look up at him and raise an eyebrow. “Wanna know whos a real slut? Karen… she talks the most about everyone but shes the biggest problem in school.” you laugh, you didnt even know who karen was but it was nice to hear him talk like that about a rude person. 

After the whole talk you and steve walked out of the mall, your feet were tired, like so tired you accidentally forgot how to walk for a second causing you to trip on nothing. By the time steve noticed you, you were already on the ground. He laughed when he saw that you were okay. “Holy shit!” he said before you rolled your eyes “wanna help me out or are you to busy laughing?” he went to give you a hand and before he could pull you up you were pulling him down with you in the middle of the dark empty parking lot. “Woah!” you almost couldnt breathe from how much you were laughing. Steve was laughing too, hyperventilating through. The two of you stayed there until you were stable enough to walk. 

Part 3

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Warnings: the usual, bullying, some cussing, also this isn’t in stranger things it’s made up for the purpose of the fanfiction but it’s still correlated to the plot

Tags: @theleo28, @maxverstappentwink, @aweman, and @redsakura101

It was homecoming season. Everyone was ready for the basketball team to start playing. This always called for a prep rally where everyone from school crammed up in the gyms bleachers ready to cheer on and encourage the team for their upcoming games. Your class was one of the few that came earlier this allowed you to sit on the very top of the bleachers on the left, best spot if you ask me. You were the last to sit from your class. Other classes started coming and you saw a familiar face. It was that guy Steve. His eyes looked around, there was a couple people surrounding him trying to get a conversation with them, making jokes. He looked so…cocky…so used to having people enjoy his presence. He looked good. Your thoughts were ripped out of you when he stared directly at you like he heard what you were thinking. You looked away and he did too. What the hell was going on?

“Hey can you stop shaking your leg? It’s annoying” the girl next to you says her friend laughing right after. You stop with a sorry trying your hardest not to get pressed. You looked down at the gym floor, it was getting louder. “You guys are like little children” the voice comes from your left side being the right side of the bleachers. You couldn’t help but look up. It was Steve, he was sitting next to you. You tried scooting to the side a bit more getting a side eye from the girl next to you. You sigh. Your breathing became unsteady. It felt like you couldn’t breathe comfortably. Steve scooted closer to you, he was “making space for the others”

You didn’t know it yet but Steve was curious about you. The way you stood up for Jonathan, the way you never react to anything anyone says about you, it felt freeing seeing someone like you at Hawkins high. Someone so unbothered by what others thought of you. He looked up to you, he almost wished he could be you.

Your leg shaking comes back as you try to gain a normal breathing pattern again. You could hear Steve talking with his friends beside you. For a moment everything stops when you spot Jonathan walking along side with that girl Nancy. You couldn’t help but frown as they walked so comfortably beside each other. Steve saw them too. His eyes fixated on Nancy wheeler, the girl he thought was the one. “Jesus, is it a condition or are you just trying to piss me off?” The girl next to you said and you looked over caught off guard. “I’m so sorry it won’t happen again I promise” the girl only laughed at how scared you looked. Steve’s eyes looked over at you then at the girl. “You wanna switch spots?” He asks and your head twists to look at him. “Oh-“ you started before looking over at where you would be sitting, you’d have to sit next to his friends. “uh no it’s okay. Thanks though…” he nods understandingly. “Just let me know if you change your mind.” You nod without looking at him. You couldn’t pin point it. Maybe it was the fact that he didn’t call you any names, it felt like you were human in the rare occasions that Steve was around. You took a deep breath in and then out. Steve’s eyes scanned the bleachers again to look for Nancy, hoping by some miracle she’d be looking back.

It was all you could see, as if you were placed there by god himself so you could see Jonathan falling for someone else. Your mind wandered to a deep locked memory. Jonathan’s hands holding yours as you sat together on the edge of his bed while you listened to the clash. The band you’d always listen to when you were together. His eyes then were so gentle, so kind, so sweet. It was so different now when you’d see him. It was rare, but when you saw him you made sure you didn’t miss it. You swallow hard as you’re brought back to reality feeling a warm tear run down your face. Steve took a quick glance at you feeling a sense of emotions from your side. When he saw your watery eyes and the tear hanging from your chin, he followed your gaze and saw them. “You alright?” He asks slowly, his voice has this natural way of sounding like he’s trying to judge you, but that’s not at all what he was doing. Your hands come up to your face to wipe the tear away quickly. Steve looks at you in confusion. “You know he’s a pervert right?” He starts and as soon as he says that he instantly regrets it when you shoot him a glare. “What the hell is wrong with you?”

He quickly shakes his head trying to save the conversation “no wait I’m sorry I didn’t mean to say that it’s just— I don’t think he’s worth crying for…I mean I’m sure you’re way too good for him.” You shake your head and your leg starts to shake again causing the girl next to you to side eye you. Steve notices. “Hey uhm.. your legs shaking again. You sure you don’t wanna switch seats?” He asks carefully choosing his words this time. You just look over at him and swallow a sob. You sigh before responding. “I’d rather get beat up then have to sit next to your friends” Steve laughs and it catches you off guard. He thought you were funny. “Yeah well I guess Hawkins is full of assholes huh?” You hold his statement for a while before nodding with a quick small smile before going back to that frown. “You going to the party?” He asks referring to a party you had no knowledge of. You raise an eyebrow at the sudden change of topic “party?” You look at him confused. He shrugs and looks to the side “there’s a party going on this weekend, you should come.” He says before looking away trying to make the conversation less awkward. “I don’t…do parties” he looks at you like you offended him “oh come on everyone says that.” You can’t help but smile, something about this conversation felt so comforting you didn’t even notice that your breathing had went back to normal, and your leg was no longer bouncing. “Well i don’t know if you know this but, people aren’t really big fans of me.” He looks at you as to say he gets it. He’s noticed how others treated you, he didn’t need to know why, it wasn’t his business he thought. “Maybe it’s your chance to rewrite your title” he says half joking and you give him a quiet laugh. “I don’t think so” you say and he nods “nah it’s okay…” you look over at him, he pouted but not a sad pout more like a “I respect that” pout. It went quiet between you guys for a while before both of you opened your mouth to speak. You guys cut each other off and laughed a bit. He waited for you to talk “uhm…you can g-“ he shakes his head “no you go ahead” you had already forgotten what you were gonna say so you laughed “uh what was I gonna say??” You jokes and he laughed

“oh no way Harrington, you got a thing for sluts or something?” Your silly conversation with Steve had ended when his friends took notice of Steve’s nice attitude towards you. Steve looks at the guy who made the comment and shakes his head “seriously tommy?” You stand up before anything else could happen. It was so embarrassing, you usually never do this in these kind of scenarios but something wouldn’t let you stop yourself from getting away. “You’re an asshole Tommy!” Steve snapped as he stood up ready to go after you to apologize. Tommy scoffed “what’s your problem man?! You’re really acting this way for her?! I think you’re the asshole Steve!” Steve looked at him like he was gonna hit him. “Oh I’m the asshole?! I’m the asshole for wanting to make a girl comfortable?! You got it all twisted man! Too much smoke getting to your brain” with that Steve left, eyes followed him from every corner that heard the argument through the noise of the event below.

He ran to go find you, by the time he got to the hallway you were heading out the door. The cold air hit your skin you hung your head low trying to hold back your emotions from turning into tears. It didn’t take Steve more than 10 seconds to be at the door, pushing it open creating a breeze that hit your body from behind you. “Hey…” he started and you turned around. “Hi…” he looked at you for a second then he looked at the ground. “Don’t let them get to you…they’re assholes, like I said” his voice is low, nothing behind it just understanding. You nod. You didn’t know what to say, you didn’t even think u could speak at the moment when your throat hurt so much from holding back your cries. It shouldn’t be this deep, it shouldn’t feel so hard to see Jonathan being happy for once. You should be happy for him. Steve snapped you out of your thoughts, “hey uh…wanna talk about it?” He asks and then he sees a tear run down your face. “Shit are you crying. God those pricks..” you shake your head and laugh “no I just have something in my eye…” Steve can’t help but chuckle before becoming serious again. “Seriously…you can talk to me. I saw you staring at Jonathan…” you turn at the name. “God was I that obvious?” Your voice was wobbly

His eyes stare at yours, it felt nice to have someone listen to you for once. “Well they do say I’m good at noticing things so maybe it was just me” he jokes as he shrugs giving you a small smirk. The cold air hits again slowly. You stare back at the concrete before sitting on the curb. Steve didn’t sit yet, he just stood beside you. “I couldn’t care less about what everyone says about me. It doesn’t hurt me. I just… I hate that…god I mean I can’t even be mad at him because it’s not his fault he couldn’t love me! I waited so long and…that girl got him all around her in less than a week…” your voice becomes tight the more you speak. Steve finally sits slowly, hesitating. “Yeah…well guess that’s one thing we have in common right?” He smiles. How could he smile through something like this? It was admirable.

Chapter two

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Warnings: cussing, mentions of violence, based on canon events.

Tags: @redsakura101 , @theleo28 , @aweman and @maxverstappentwink

It was the day after the camera incident. You havent seen jonathan at all. You were sure he had been avoiding you. You recently found out that jonathan was going through something, you heard it from a couple of girls teasing you about him.

“Looks like your boyfriend is relatives with zombies” the red haired girl said in the sweetest voice ever, you learned to walk away when people tried messing with you. Arguing never solved anything.

Right now you were at a convenience store looking for a quick snack to fill you up on the way home. There was a car parked on the outside. You looked for a second just out of curiosity. You’re eyes looked back at the snack isle where you picked out your favorite snack.

You were quick, making sure you would get out before anyone from school got here and saw you it was too late for that however. You knew that when you saw the two people that were a part of the incident. “Hey look it’s that slut. Gosh hawkins is full of them” the blonde girl said, the guy following with a laugh. You just kept your eyes forward pretending not to know they were speaking about you. “Hey! Slut!” you flinched and they noticed. It felt like forever before they finally left after paying. You waited a while before paying yourself, you looked over outside and saw them talk amongst themselves. You didnt feel safe, either way you thought you could ignore your way out of it.

As you opened the door you saw the two guys arguing. “What the hell steve?!”

You try blocking their conversation before the guy gets pressed and pushes the guy named Steve onto his car holding him in place with his fists. “You couldn’t even take Byers so don’t even try me” he said. Steve stayed quiet. You finally opened the door fully by the time the guy holding him in place backed off. They all looked over at you. You stopped. Their eyes consumed you like hungry wolfs. You should look away. Why aren’t you looking away? “Mind your business this time bitch” with that he walks away with his girlfriend. Steve shakes his head rolling his eyes. He stands there for a second before looking over at you. The blood on his face looks scary, it looks gross. You just stared at him not knowing what to do. He looks you up and down before speaking but you cut him off “that was mature of you.” He looked at you with confusion “wha-“ he started then you cut him off again “you standing up for your girlfriend.” You shrugged slowly, awkwardly “calling them what they are…” you nodded before making your way to your car, the awkwardness never stopping. “Hey!” He called out, you turned around slowly. He was coming up to you “…shes with Jonathan.” Your eyebrows furrow. You stood there a bit of an ache to your heart. You wondered how all of a sudden it had become so easy for Jonathan to let someone love them. “Thought you should know.” He said a bit lower than before. You nodded. He felt a sense of pity for you, eyes lingering longer than they should, but he pushed it down and walked to his car slamming the door when he got inside.

You sighed as he drove away. Leaning on your car you made sure got give yourself a second to relax. “Breathe…just…breathe”

After a couple minutes of calming down you went over to the drivers seat to drive back home, and that you did.

The ride home was quiet. It was the same as always just a bit later. Your eyes stayed on the road, you made sure not too drive too fast or too slow, you reached for your snacks as your drove.

When you got home your parents were there already. You greeted them and well the usual thing with your family happens. You go upstairs where you flop down on the cushiony mattress letting out a sigh as all the weight of school problems lifted off your back. You hoped in your head that tomorrow would be better.

Wrong!

Absolutely, stupidly wrong. As if it couldn’t get any worse you were sent to detention for getting to school late three times in a row. It felt so dumb. It wasn’t your fault you can’t drive the shortcuts.

It was past the time you should be heading home. Your parents were probably wondering where you were right now, or maybe not. Either way you didn’t wanna be here. You stared at the desk in front of you that stayed on the first row. It was empty and so was the seat next to you, and behind you. You felt like a freak the way everyone treated you like a disease. There was no one sitting near you, not until someone new walked in, someone you recognized. Steve. “Harrington. You’re late. Again.” Steve just gave an eye roll before his eyes landed on you. He looked at you like he was trying to remember who you were, but he already knew. He sat right next to you. You tried avoiding him, it was awkward enough at the convenience store, now it was a whole 40 minutes of having the same detention as him. You fidgeted with your pencil using it as a distraction from your loud thoughts.

Steve finally looked away. He just sat there as if he’d been through this plenty times. The more time passed the more you started becoming a zombie as you stared at your spinning pencil. At one point you lay your head down, letting your eyes rest from the painful lights of the classroom. “Heads up!” The teacher says loudly. You jump up which causes your pencil to fall from your desk. Landing right at Steve’s foot. He stares at you before anything else his eyebrows raised as if asking for permission to grab your pencil. You read it as him judging you for being an idiot. “Sorry” you were about to stand when he bent over to grab the pencil from the ground. You sat back down slowly. “Thanks…”

There was a bit of whispering in the back while the whole thing happened, as if it was something so big. “Yeah…no problem.” He said in one breath his eyes not leaving yours as you took the pencil back from him. You smile awkwardly before looking back at your desk, placing the pencil somewhere you were sure it wouldn’t fall. “First time?” Steve’s question startles you, not expecting him to try to continue after that. His voice was low enough to not get you two in trouble. You shrug “first time!” You exclaim sarcastically keeping your voice low as well. Steve chuckled looking back ahead to check if the teacher was looking. You managed to get a smile out, for once it felt natural. Steve looked at you like he had something else to say but he looked back ahead and just sunk into his seat shortly after.

A stranger things fan-fiction with Steve Harrington as your love interest.

You have a horrible reputation at Hawkins high. As if not already bad, you’re reminded of it every day. Horrible rumors claiming that you’re a “slut” and reminders of your failed attempt of a relationship with Jonathan Byers, the “only guy that felt genuine”

Who would’ve known that he’d get a girlfriend who happens to be the ex of the guy that starts taking a liking to you.

Chapter one

Chapter two

Chapter three

Chapter four

Chapter five

A Steve Harrington x reader series

Not proofread yet, will get to that. Edits will be made.

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Enjoy!

“Slut”

It was your first day back at Hawkins high school where your reputation was basically shit mixed with more shit. It wasn’t your fault, rumors spread easily and quick like a forest fire. You get caught making out with your ex boyfriend who never told you he was dating someone new and all of a sudden you’re the slutty devil that sleeps around with everyone.

You’ve dated many people and that’s a fact, people knew this before. They didn’t call you a slut, at least not this loudly and not this much. I mean seriously you heard it every passing period. It was even worse when your friends decided not to sit with you. It was like the whole world had flipped and you were the only one left on the right side. To add, you were a literal virgin. No man has ever touched you in other ways than holding hands and possible makeout sessions. The only guy you ever really felt something genuine for was Jonathan Byers, he was almost your boyfriend. He was kind, sweet, anything you could think of, but he was too scared and that drove you away.

People actually thought you two were cute together. While some didn’t care for it, others labeled you two as the “loser couple” everything changed when you stopped talking to him. It was impossible to ignore any of it at this point. Everyone knew, and the topic of the school year was you being a slut. Great way to start sophomore year.

You walked along the hallways headed towards your locker room, it was finally dismissal. Your footsteps were barely audible from how loud the hallway was. You put all your books inside before making your way out the school.

You had officially survived day one of being seen as a slut. You layed on your bed staring at the ceiling for almost an hour before you fell asleep.

The first day turned into a couple weeks of taking in bad nicknames and having to hold in everything you wanted to say back from coming out your mouth like vomit.

The alarm woke you up immediately from your comfortable sleep. It was hard to get up, you were almost glued to the bed. When you finally got up from your bed you readied yourself for school grabbing everything you needed before making your way downstairs. “I’m heading out mom!” There was no response, it was typical, your parents weren’t really morning people.

You looked at your locker room which was littered with notes from multiple people. “Could use that mouth” “you’re disgusting” “cocksucker” oh and a very original one “slut.” You looked like you were done with everything. You would react but it was too fucking early. You took all the notes and pocketed them.

The day went by slowly, eventually you made it to lunch, not like it was any better. There was a girl approaching you this time, half of you hoped it would be to ask you to sit with her, but you knew it would be another insult to put in your head. 2 other girls stayed behind her giggling to themselves

“Aren’t you the girl that fucked Mickey in the boys bathroom.”

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Silence fell. You looked her dead in the eye. Who the fuck was Mickey?! And who the fuck fucked him in the boys bathroom?!?

She laughed when you glared at her. “Oh wait, that was Ronald no? Getting caught making out with a taken man yikes!” She poked not even getting your ex’s name right “or was it…Jonathan…awe you guys were perfect for each other” you could’ve slapped her then and there, but you were too mature for that. You knew that would be the reaction they were looking for. So you stood up and made your way outside the cafeteria. You heard their loud laughs as you walked away.

Stupid…

You were tearing up over Jonathan’s name being brought up. It was all so stupid. You couldn’t help but feel a sense of loneliness deep in your soul as you crawled into a ball in one of the stalls. You stayed there the rest of lunch until you heard the bell.

It was time to get out of school. You were walking to your car when you saw him, Jonathan Byers. He was being teased. You wanted to step in and do something, but you were scared he’d push you away. Unfortunately, the chaos was happing right in front of your precious car. You had to do something…eventually.

Crack

Jonathan’s camera hit the ground. You flinched as you watched from a far. You made your way over to what was happening, thinking that little group had done too much.

“Jonathan!” You jog your way to him. “What’s going on!?” You ask. Jonathan and the group look at you. Two of the people next to the guy with precious hair laugh when they see you, you ignore it before putting a hand on Jonathan’s shoulder. You look over at the guy that threw the camera on the ground. “You wanna clean that up?” You say in a tone that surprised him. “Excuse me? Look, I don’t know who you are but this doesn’t concern you.” This makes you scoff “it does actually. You’re not being very nice to my friend” you let out, a little meaner then you meant it. The guys head cocked as he thought of something to say back. “You’re friends a creep” you look at the guy in confusion. “She’s not too far. Makes sense why she’s so defensive” the girl says. You flinch “hello?” The guy in front of you scoffed. His eyes lingering too long on your face. “Waste of time” his whole group followed him as he made his way out the scene. There was a girl who stayed. She had walked in a little earlier than you watching it go down. You looked over at Byers who was looking at you. “I’m sorry” he said to you and you flinched. The girl that was once standing was now crouching to help Jonathan clean up. “That prick… I hate guys like him.” You said trying not to make it super awkward. He must’ve heard the rumors, because he could barely look at you. Then a voice called out for what seemed to be the girl crouched. “Nancy let’s go!” She made her way to the guy that called her. You couldn’t help but look as they walked away. The guys eyes lingered on you and Jonathan a while.

“Busy tonight?” You asked and he just nodded. “Jonny… do you… hate me?” That got him to look up. His eyes just stayed on your face, everywhere but your eyes. “No.” He said slowly. You tilted your head to look at his eyes but he looked away. “Why did we stop being friends?” You said as you got closer and he shrugged stiffly. “You’re not the kinda girl that hangs around with guys like me.” You scoffed at his statement. “Jonathan I’m…I don’t know what you heard about me but… it’s all not true. You know I would never give myself to a guy.” He shook his head like he disagreed instead he started “no it’s.. I don’t believe any of that. It’s just… I wouldn’t know what to do with you…I wouldn’t know…how to treat you like the other guys you’ve dated.” He said looking down. You looked at him in confusion. “You didn’t have to keep that to yourself…why didn’t you at least try.” He looked at you. For once in a while. “I did try.” Was all he said before he left walking away from you to head home. You shook your head trying to make sense of everything before just pushing it down and unlocking your car.