AN - i'm gonna start putting music on for it to not be sooo boring.
———————"what the, did u hear that?" he says hearing something downstairs. "it's probably nothing steve." i reply. "oh, probably." he says laughing. "it's late, we should go to bed." i say rubbing my eyes because i'm tired.
we go to sleep...
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the next morning
i wake up and i feel cold arms wrapped around my waist. i look over and see steve.^^^ like this.
i hear steve groaning and moving around. "steve?" i whisper to see if he's awake. "hm?" he mumbles. i laugh because he's funny as fuck. "what are you laughing at?" he says smiling. "you." i say back. "shh, i'm tired." shit.
"steve we have to get up. it's friday. school?!" i say panicking. "chill y/n. we won't be late." he reassures me. "i have to go, i need to get clothes. i'll see you at school?" i say putting grabbing my clothes from last night and steve stops me.
"y/n you can keep those clothes. no big deal." he says pulling me by my waist. "you sure?" i smile.
god this boy has me having butterflies i shouldn't be having for him.
"positive." he says kissing my forehead.
i leave and walk in my house. "where have you been?!" my dad says. "a friends house dad.."
⚠️ ABUSE ⚠️
i walk upstairs but he pulls me by my wrist hard. "who?" he says in a tone. "steve's.." i say, "harrington?!" he lets go of my wrist. "i have to go and get dressed, we'll talk later." i say walking up the stairs.
god why does he have to be that way with me? he didn't even notice mike was gone. what a piece of fucking shit.
i go upstairs and shower.
after showering
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i dry my hair and i find an outfit to wear to school.^^ something to cover the bruise that was forming on my wrist from my dad.
i get to school
i walk inside of school and i see nancy, she's with someone. i get a closer look and it's steve. are you fucking kidding me? can this day get ANY worse.
i walk past them and i hear them giggling. i am so fucking stupid.