Steve Harrington Imagines

Fuck you, Steve Harrington

*** Please be kind, this is my first MC X Steve imagine, enjoy!! ***

** Requested by: M00S3SS

MC POV

I took a deep breath, why am I so nervous to tell him my feelings? It's not like we haven't hung out before, or slept over at my house, or swam together in his pool. Of course to him it was probably just friends hanging out but to me, it was hanging out with my crush.

Looking at him down the hallway, I watched as he spoke to his friends, laughing at something they said. His hair was perfect sculpted on the top of his head, his dimples slightly showing only ever when he was truly laughing. He waltz towards me, stopping for a quick second at his locker that was 3 down from mine.

"Hey Y/n, what's up man?" He head nodded.

"Hey Steve, uhh not much. How are you?" I was nervous, it was so obvious in my voice.

"I'm doing good, hey you alright?" Fuck it. I'm just going to say it.

"Steve I have to tell you something." His friends were coming in quickly and god forbid they heard my confession.

"Of course, what's going on?" I sucked in a breath.

"I like you." He stood still for a moment, and it felt like everyone around us paused and was now starring.

"I like you too man, as a friend." I shook my head.

"No, I like you. As more than a friend." Okay, now it was obvious that everyone WAS starring. His friends had come at the perfect time to hear my confession. Might as well run with it.

"Excuse me?" Steve looked at me, with furrowed eyebrows.

"I've liked you for a while now, your hair, your personality, the way you love your mom, the way you treat your friends, the side of you no one else see's. The comforting side of you, the one who talks me through my break downs, the one who makes sure I always have what I need. I love the innocent side of you, when your sleeping or your reading. I love the side of you that loves me. You're amazing in every way a person could be, and I want to love you in the way you deserve." He didn't say anything as I caught my breath. The world stopped, there was a spotlight on just us, where no one else existed.

"You're disgusting." Spotlight gone. All eyes on us.

"Steve-" he held up a hand.

"You think I'm gay? You think I'm going to sit here and listen to you fantasize over me? What were you thinking, all those times we swam at my house? Or changed in front of each other? Or slept next to each other? We're you having some sick fantasies about us? Were you sitting there thinking of me touching you? God I'd rather kill myself."

"He probably draws his name followed by your last!" Some guy yelled.

"He probably has some fetish!" Another one.

"I bet he has pictures of you in his room, from his freak friend Jonathan!"

"I bet he sleeps with your clothing left at his place!"

"I bet he moans your name at night!" They were all screaming and he just sat there, laughing.

"He so beats it to you Harrington!" They kept yelling their thoughts at me and I wanted to bolt, to run and never come back.

"You actually thought I liked you back? That's disgusting, I'm a man." The tears were forming in my eyes against my will at this point.

"Awwh Steve, he's crying.."

"His heart is aching for your touch Steve, go on, give him a hug..." his friends joined in. This was my worst nightmare, coming true in front of my eyes. I looked at Steve with pleading eyes, wanting him to call off his troops.

"You're worthless to me Y/n." I barged through the crowds, running out of the school and to my house, the tears and sobs escaping me were painful, but the hurt in my chest was by far worse.

Steve POV

He liked me? Do I like men? I mean, I've always seen him as someone who was cool, my friend, I'm not sure if I had ever seen him in a more than friend way. I pondered, watching him run out of the school was heart wrenching to say the least.

I wanted to follow him, and make sure he was okay but what would my friends think? They would be disgusted, they would call me names in the same way they did him. My reputation would be ruined. But would I rather my reputation be ruined than my friendship?

I was at war with myself the rest of the day, I sat in class as everyone whispered and laughed. Showing me drawings and telling me jokes about the situation this morning. I laughed along, but it wasn't genuine. I was worried about Y/n, I wanted to make sure he was ok.

Truth is, I did end up liking him a while back, it's been a constant battle with myself. Saying yes, saying no saying I don't know, I was in a rut.

After school I drove home, sitting on my bed for what felt like 3 hours I decided I was going to Y/n's home to confess how I felt. It was the right thing to do, I just hope Y/n doesn't hate me after what happened back at school.

Y/n POV

I laid in the sun on my back porch, if Steve if going to be a dick to me and explicitly embarrass me in front of the whole school, he does not deserve me in his life and that's a fact. I heard someone clear their throat behind me, I lazily took off my sunglass and sat up, turning around to see none other than dick face.

"What could you possibly want?" He sighed at me, and I stood up in front of him.

"I came to apologize, that was wrong of me to do in front of the school. It was wrong of me to hide my feelings in front of everyone and it was wrong of me to hurt you on purpose to protect myself. I am so sorry, for any pain I caused you." I huffed.

"You think you can come here, say sorry and all will be better? You let your friends drag me through the dirt while you stood laughing in my face. My best friend? Yeah fucking right, you are garbage. And what's this 'hide my feelings' bullshit you're trying to feed me right now? You want me to believe that you like me back, that suddenly the thought of kissing me doesn't make you want to vomit? Patheti-" I was cut off in my tangent by a pair of lips. Steve was kissing me, and I wanted to enjoy it, but he did the unthinkable and I simply will never forgive him. I shoved him off of me.

"Get the fuck away from me." He ran his hands through his hair, tears streaming down his face.

"Y/n, I love you! I have for so long and it took me today to realize it, please give me a chance. I will make things right and I will fight to love you. People at school are just that, they don't mean anything they aren't important. But you are! You are everything! Please." I held my hand up, pointing to my door.

"If the people at school were just that, you shouldn't have laughed in my face. Get off my property."

"Please Y/n-"

"You said, you would rather kill yourself than touch me. That is the worst thing anyone has ever said to me in my life. I never, want to see you again. Leave."

"Y/n-" I slapped him across the face.

"Leave." He sighed in defeat and walked off, leaving my backyard gate open and driving down the road for the last time.

Fuck you, Steve Harrington.