STRANGER THINGS
⤷ ongoing fanfic
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Steve Harrington and Annalise Sinclair have hated each other since the third grade, they've never gotten along in any sort of way, nobody knows why they hate each other, heck, they don't even know...
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CHAPTERFOUR ━ Late Night Talking (episode 3 ; The Pollywog)
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STEVE PARKED INFRONT OFTHE Sinclair house and looked at Annalise. "Come one Sinclair. Let's get you to bed." Steve got out of the car. Before he went over to Annalise's side he began to stare at Nancy's house, he wondered if she was okay, if she had made it home safe with whoever brought her home, but mostly he hopes she had actually made it home.
While he was zoned out looking at the Wheeler's house Annalise was trying to make her way to her house by herself. The hill going down to the house was very steep, it was a dangerous idea, but Annalise was all for it.
"Whoa." She said, trying to walk in a straight line, she failed. Annalise fell onto the grass feet first, Steve looked over at a now laughing Annalise, he walked to her and helped her stand up. He held her around the waist as the two made their way to the etrance.
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The two finally made it to Annalise's room, Steve had never been in her room before, he had never even been in the Sinclair house, Annalise's room consisted of posters and butterflies on her wall, tan-ish orange walls and brown-ish grey carpet floors.
Steve was now helping Annalise take off her shoes and get into her bed. Once she was in her bed and under the covers Steve was going to leave until Annalise grabbed onto his arm tightly "Wait." She said opened her eyes, they stared at eachother for awhile until Steve broke the silence that filled the room "Yes?" Steve questioned, his head looking down at the Sinclair girl. "Can you stay?" She asked looking absolutely drained.
Steve took a minute to answer until he did "Yea, I'll stay." Annalise pushed over to her right so Steve could sit next to her, he took his shoes off before he was fully on her bed. "Wait, won't your mom be mad if she sees me?" Steve wondered, Annalise shook her head "I'm pretty sure she doesn't even know how old I am, so no she won't be mad." Annalise laughed softly.
She reached over to her left and picked up the water she always kept on her bedside table to drink it.
"So." Steve said draging out the word, it was awkward, Steve being in Annalise Sinclair's room, it was awkward for both of them, not only because of their rivalry but also because of Nancy, if Nancy knew where Steve was right now she would hate Annalise forever. But if Steve also knew who Nancy was with right now he would freak.
"So." Annalise copied with a smile on her face, Steve was also smiling "Can I ask you something." "You just did." Annalise joked, Steve rolled his eyes, he exhaled out of his mouth. "When did you get so smart, last time we talked you couldn't even spell butterfly." Annalise bit her lip trying to think of what Steve meant, then it clicked "Dude, that was first grade." Annalise held her hand over her mouth as she tried not to burst out laughing.
