Pretty Boy ~ Steve x Billy

I Think We're Alone Now

It was Monday morning and Steve had spent his whole Sunday stressing about what had happened the day prior. He had avoided leaving the house in fear of bumping into Billy but now he had to leave. He had to go to school. He would have to see Billy.

Billy was feeling exactly the same as Steve. He was debating whether to stay home sick for the day. Eventually, he descided he was going to go to school and face Steve. What was the worst that could happen?

Billy and Steve had managed to stay out of each others way but they had English next and where in the same class. King Steve descided it was better to skip English and hide in the toilets than face Billy.

The bell rang and the corridors flooded with people chatting and making their way to their next lesson. After a couple seconds, the corridors silenced leaving Steve alone. He snuck into the bathroom round the corner. The boy let out a large sigh of relief when the door slammed shut behind him. It wasn't long until the bathroom door creaked open again. Alarmed, Steve ran into the toilet cubicle behind him, sharply closing the door and twisting the lock. ''I should have just gone to English." the voice groaned. Steve could recognise that voice anywhere. It was Billy.

What where the chances that they both descided to skip English to avoid eachother and went to hide in the same bathroom. In a state of panic, Steve descided it was best to stand on the toilet so Billy wouldn't see his feet under the door. Frantically, he clambered up onto the seat but oh no! His foot slipped into the toilet bowl! "Oh shit!" Steve muttered under his breath. Unfortunately, Billy had heard him and turned to face the closed door. "Is that you in there Harrington?" Billy sniggered.

Oh no! What was Steve going to do? He was in here to avoid Billy! "N-no." he stuttered. "Don't lie to me, I know it's you." He replied with a chuckle. "Let me in." he thumped on the door causing all the cubicles to rattle. Steve was hesitant but eventually lowed himself down off the toilet and unlocked the door. It slowly creaked open so the heart-throbs where eye to eye. "What are you doing in here then?" Billy finally said. "Just needed a wee." murmured Steve. "Did you really or where you hiding from me?" The boy teased. The room fell silent and Steve's head dropped, trying to avoid eye contact and hide the flush of redness in his cheeks. Billy new Steve was trying to hide from him and was too embarrassed to say anything so he spoke up. "Well that's why I'm in here, trying to avoid you."

The loopy boy looked up from the ground. "Fine. I was trying to hide from you." He answered sheepishly. Billy chuckled, raising his arm and patting Steve's shoulder before he squeezed past him and sat on the bathroom floor. The luscious haired boy stood and started at the boy who was now sat on the floor before him. "Well, sit down then." He urged.

Steve jolted and awkwardly sat down next to the cannibal. "Don't just sit there. Talk." Billy affirmed. "Oh..um...err.." he stuttered. "Gosh. Erm.. What sort of music you into? Who do you listen to?" The boy rolled his eyes. "I like Duran Duran and U2." Steve replied. Billy laughed like a drain. "You, Steve Harrington, listen to Duran Duran and U2." he chuckled. "Yeah? What? I've got them on vinyl at home. You'll have to come round and listen to them." Steve replied, a slight giggle in his voice. "Yeah I'll come round tomorrow." Billy said sarcastically.

They sat in stitches until Steve said, "Okay, my turn to ask you a question. Why'd you move to Hawkins?" The mullet man silenced and dropped his head. "Erm... Well.. my mum left me and my dad when I was about seven and then my dad met Susan, that's Max's mum, and they got married and descided to move here." He croaked, " I don't know why, California was much nicer." He wiped a tear from his dazzling blue eye then placed his veiny hand on the floor.

Steve, not realising what Billy had done, lowered his soft hand to the floor grazing the side of Billy's finger. The dreamboats locked eyes, tension in the air, their lips slightly apart as they crained their necks towards one another. The warm breath of Billy's clashing with Steve's. Their rose red lips millimetres apart. Then, the door swung open, starting the teenagers, causing then to jump away. "There you two are. I've been searching all over for you. Come with me." a teacher had been searching for them and found them. Steve jumped up and scooped his hair back, a nervous smile planted upon his face. Billy on the other hand, was unfazed and strolled out of the bathroom after the teacher. Steve followed shortly after.