𝐒𝐭𝗼𝐫𝐲 𝐎𝐟 𝐔𝐬~ 𝐒𝐭𝐞𝐯𝐞 𝐇𝐚𝐫𝐫𝐢𝐧𝐠𝐭𝗼𝐧

¹ MadMax

It was a typical morning at the Byers house.

Joyce making sure Will knows he isn't allowed anywhere without her.

The twins fighting over Jonathan's camera him needing for the yearbook, Rosalie needing for pictures of her friends in the end Rosalie got Jonathan's old Polaroid which is better in her opinion.

"it's crap, I know" Steve says to Nancy who's in the backseat of the boys car reading his essay.

"no it's not crap" Nancy stutters making Rosalie chuckle under her breath.

"it's not good."
"it's gonna be."

"Yeah Stevie your with the nerd of the group, your gonna pass every class." Rosalie jokes with him.

As the couple starts talking about what he needs to do to fix it Rosalie pulls down the mirror and fixes her lip gloss before blowing Nancy a kiss and getting out the car leaving the couple.

Rosalie didn't mind Nancy she just didn't like how she tried to be someone she isn't for Steve, Rosalie pushed that feeling aside and is trying to be friends with her because Steve asked her too.

As Rosalie walking down the hall all eyes where on her it was  no serect she was one of the most attractive Hawkins girls and her being friends with Steve definitely helped each others popularity.

"please your gonna home by 8:00." Rosalie says to her brother as she walks with him and Nancy talking about Tina's Halloween party.

"Sounds awesome." Johnathan pushes his younger sister as Nancy opens her locker

Steve runs from around the corner gabbing Rosalie and Nancy spinning them around making them both scream.

"damn you Harrington."
"Take those stupid things off."

Rosalie takes off Steve's sunglasses putting on her self and grabbing Johnathan's arm walking away as Nancy and Steve start to make out.

"So you coming to the party?" Rosalie questioned

"I mean if mom's alright with letting Will go trick or treating alone." Johnathan muttered

"Oh my God I can totally convince mom plus it'll be good for Will he needs to hang with friends not his mom and siblings." Rosalie trails off

♡

Rosalie stops Johnathan in the hall his freak lecture to Will.

"What was that?" She questions

"Some kids at school are...you know calling him Zombie boy and stuff and he doesn't want us acting like he's a ba-" before Johnathan could finish Rosalie was busting through his door.

"Who's calling you a freak and Zombie boy I have no problem going to Hawkins middle and kicking some pre teen ass." She exclaims

"Be quite before mom hears, it's not just one person it like the whole school." Will explains, Rosalie walks over and sits on his bed.

"Listen Willie I can't make them stop..well I probably could be I hope beat the little shits if I hear them call you that. OH and I'm always gonna treat you like a baby because your my baby brother and I love you." Rosalie said while leaning over to give Will a hug.

A car horn honks and Rosalie pulls away, "That's Steve, you call his house if you need anything at all, Okay?" Will nods and Rosalie gets and kissed his forehead leaving the room.

♡

Steve and Rosalie went out for Ice cream and to get her an outfit for the party seeing as she "didn't have anything to wear."

Steve was telling her all about how he thinks Nancy is gonna dump him and all this.

"And then she- she didn't say she loved me just got out the car no 'I love you' or 'Love you' or or kiss, nothing."

Rosalie sighed and grabs her best friends shoulder, "Steve shut up already, Look if Nancy dumps you she dumps you she'll be the dumbass who lose the best thing that's ever happened to her honestly, if I was Nancy I'd worship the ground you walk on or some weird shit. Hell sometimes I wish I was Nacn- Nancy's bestest friend so she could tell me how she fells about you." Rosalie stops herself quickly coming up with something else to say.

Steve nods "Yeah yeah your right Lee, Thank you."

"Anytime babes." Rosalie pats his chest and walks off.

Steve stands there confused about what just happened and why he had butterflies in his stomach after she called him babes. He knew she might it in a friends way but a part of him was hoping she didn't.