Steddie :)

11.steve/eddie TW SLURS AND HOMOPHOBIA

"Alright, fine, fine I'm on my way." I say angrily into the phone.

I walk back to Eddie's room. I really didn't want to do this. But I probably shouldn't try and mess with my father.

   "Eddie?" I whisper, gently sitting down next to my sick boyfriend.

   "Yes?."

  "that call I just got, that was my parents. I-I don't know why they want me home, but I have to go. Call me if you need me okay? And I'll call you as soon as I figure out what's going on."

    i look over at Eddie, his eyes begin to tear up.

"Hey, hey, please don't cry Eddie, I will be right back okay? Don't worry."  I whisper to him.

God, I just wish I didn't have to leave, especially since Eddie is sick.

     " you'll come back right?"
  "I promise. As soon as I find out what my parents want."

  "I love you Steve."
     "I love you too eddie."

I slowly get up, and the more I stand up the less grip our intertwined hands now had.

Eddie:

I can feel my eyes begin to tear up. Don't cry eddie, don't cry eddie, everything will be okay. You'll be fine. Steve is fine. I curl up in a ball hugging my knees on my bed still laying down. I try to get up, and stop Steve leaving but I fail. My body fails to move. I'm stuck in the fetal position. I feel cold. I hear Steve walk out of the front door,I can't hold my tears in anymore. I'm sick, tired, hungry, and missing the love of my life.

Steve:

I walk to Eddie's bedroom door, and flip the light switch off. 

I slowly and sadly walk through the trailer to the front door. I walk out to my car and unlock the car.

I hop in and look at the back seat where Eddie was asleep just a few hours ago. Fuck I hate my parents.

I turn my key in the car, and drive off.

  I'm definitely going over the fucking speed limit.
But It's worth it for Eddie if I'm being honest.

I pull up to my parents house. And walk to the door.

I walk in and there my parents are sitting there,In the kitchen waiting for me. I mean I haven't been home in a few days so it's expected for them to be sitting at the kitchen island waiting on me right? Right?

I awkwardly sit down. This is quite embarrassing.

"Steven."
      "Yes mom?"

"Why are there love letters hidden in drawers for and from "Ed's"

Shit... how the hell am I going to tell my parents I have a boyfriend.

"Uhh why does it matter?"
"Because, we your parents should have the right to be concerned about OUR son."

I hate that they call me their 'son' they aren't even here. Like never ever here. And have never been there for me.

" so tell me who the fuck This 'Ed's' person is."

"Will you shut up if I just tell you."
"Sure."

Before I could speak the phone began ringing, I sure hoped it wasn't Eddie, because that would mean that something was wrong with him, and would immediately give away that I Steve Harrington had a boyfriend who was framed for murder. This is too complicated.

My father picked up the phone.

"Steve? Are you still coming back tonight?" Eddie asked sickly.

Shit shit shit shit.