Don't call me your ex,
Cause I never met you.
Steve Harrington plays a wicked game with Aurora Smith's heart. When Tommy makes a bargain that King Steve can't refuse, his sole purpose becomes stealing Aur...
Act One ! This world is only going to break your heart.
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Steve Harrington is a fuck up. He knows it, his dad knows it — tells him almost daily. Can't keep his grades up, can't keep a girlfriend, can't win. The only constant in his life is basketball, his car, and Tommy.
Aurora Smith is a rising star. She doesn't know it, Steve knows it — he made her. Gifted her fashion, got her on the cheerleading team, made her popular. Without him, she'd be the same little two-friended art girl.
She stares at him now, sat so tiny on the canteen chairs. Her lips quiver at his words, his admission, his bet. Taylor stands next to the table that he stands upon, devoid of her cheerleading uniform. She's grinning ear-to-ear, a smug look directed precisely at Aurora. A comforting hand is placed on the blonde's shoulder, Nancy's whispers for them to get out and save themselves the embarrassment fall on deaf ears. She can't look away, doesn't care for the humiliation of it all. She just needs to know.
Steve swallows thickly. "And, I'm sorry. Nobody deserves this, least of all, you." His eyes are glimmering, a dull brown compared to the dazzling chocolate she was used to seeing. Aurora begins to shake. "I lied to you, and I broke your trust. I-I hurt you for my own gain, it was my choice. But I swear to you, Rory, everything, every minute detail, was real."
This will be his last fuck-up.
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My darling, You will never be unloved by me, You are too well tangled in my soul.
