I Love You, I'm Sorry // Steve Harrington x Reader

"You said studying! Here!"

Song - Just Like A Movie - Wallows

Nancy Wheeler is my best friend, but I am not hers. I could argue and say that Barb is Nancy's best friend but I know that's probably not true. She might have been before he came along, but not anymore.

Now if you asked her she would claim either me or Barb but I know that it's the one, the only, Steve Harrington. He came right in, swept her up, and stole her away. She doesn't want to admit it, but he matters more to her than any of us. Most likely.

She begged me and Barb not to tell any of her family about the relationship. I didn't want to but I obliged. I hate his guts and watching her blow off her friends and family for him is infuriating.

Today as the first bell of the school day rings Barb and I catch up to Nancy after fleeing from the corner that we are hidden in.

"So? Did he call?" Barb asks enthusiastically.

"Keep your voice down!" Nancy smiles.

I look away and roll my eyes. I could care less, Jesus could have called upon her and I wouldn't bat an eye.

"Well did he?" Barb asks again.

"I told you it's not like that."

"Mhm. Just admit it, Nancy. It's getting tiring." I sigh.

"What?! It's not!" She scoffs.

"Alright, Wheeler."

Barb keeps listening intently for more information and I space out but keep a small amount of focus on their words.

"Okay, he likes me. But not like that. We just made out a couple of times."

Gag.

"We just made out a couple of times." Barb imitates in a sing-songy voice. "Nance! Seriously! You're gonna be so cool now, it's ridiculous."

Cool by association but I guess she will still be cool. Then Barb and I will be left in the dust. I'm learning to accept it but it still hurts.

It's funny how people are so willing to be cool by association but when it comes to getting arrested for shoplifting due to association it's not so cool anymore.

"No, I'm not." She rolls her eyes at Barb.

"You better still hang out with me" And me! But I mean go Barb! I guess. "That's all I'm saying. If you become friends with Tommy H or Carol I swear-"

"Gross! Okay, I'm telling you it was a one time- two time."

"Three time." I sigh. Maybe we will just keep going back and forth like this until we're dead.

"Okay."

Nancy pulls a note with some sort of blue scribbles on it out of her locker as I watch intently.

Meet Me. Bathroom
-Steve

Who would have guessed?!

"You were saying?" Barb giggles at her and Nancy's lips thin before she runs off to the bathroom.

"Are you still helping me study tonight y/n?" She asks quickly before entering the bathroom.

"Sure I guess." And she leaves. I agreed to help her because I've taken Kaminskys class. I'm a senior like Steve and everyone knows how miserably he did in that class.

It's weird that I, a senior would be friends with Nancy, a sophomore but she looked lonely last year at school. She's kind of a loner. She's really only got me and Barb as of right now. Who knows how that will change now that Steve is in the picture.