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It's The '80's

TW: slight mention of suicide,
Angst my dear friends.

Will Byers, the only kid in his high school that everybody knew, but had no friends. This was normal to Will. Same as it was back in his hometown, Hawkins, Illinois.

He only had three friends back there, four if you want to count Max. One of his friends girlfriend. He was told that everyone wants to be friends with the new kid, not true. No body he really talked to him, well besides his step-sister.

Her name was Jane here, at home they would call her Eleven. A small part of the past, a reminder to those who understood what happen. That not everything was going to be normal, ever again.

The holidays were just around the corner, Thanksgiving, and Christmas. Christmas, a holiday Will wasn't fond of.

The Byers family, and Wheeler household had made an arrangement. For Thanksgiving the Wheeler's would go down to Lenora, where the Byers had moved. Than Christmas the Byers would go back to their hometown.

Thanksgiving had rolled around, the Wheeler's would be arriving soon. Will and his sister were overfill with joy. Will waiting for his best friend, who just so happened to be his sister's boyfriend.

Not the best combo if you ask me. Especially for Will. The poor kid never found love interest for a girl, but for men, his best friend to be certain. Mike Wheeler. The boy who Will loved unconditionally, no matter how many times he had hurt him.

This was something Will had told know, besides his sister and her bestfriend. Will had felt the weight of guilt from being in love with him. He had to tell someone, and he choose his sister, the girlfriend of the boy he had hopelessly fallen for. Though when he told her, she had a friend from Hawkins visiting. Maxine (Max) Mayfeild, sassy girl, who could still be a bit kind to some.

It was two weeks before Thanksgiving. Will thought it was now or never, pr he might has well suffocate himself, just so he would have to live with guilt. Though then it would just be another secret taken to his second grave. He walked right into Eleven's room. Closed the door behind and spoke. "We need to talk," he hadn't said anything more and was already on the verge of tears.

Though as said, before Max was here. So as a person with decent common sense, and respect. "Do you want me to leave? I don't have to stay," she knew it was wrong to listen without permission, though in Will's head she was going to listen anyway.

"I don't mind," he really didn't, he knew they weren't close, but she was always kind to him. "You know not to tell secret that can really hurt someone, unlike someone people in Hawkins." He spoke a small laugh following after.

El spoke up, "So Will, what's bothering you?"

"It's about... um," Will didn't really know how to put it, he didn't really talk about this to anyone. "You could say ...love, and for a friend," Will sounded unsure of his own words. That was still he spoke again. "I'm in love with one of my friends," he had tears falling down his cheeks, then his neck.

"Who?" El tilted her head, Will looked up.

He looked at Max, any sign of disgust or hatred to the boy. None. Will left the weight lifted, til Max had spoke.

"It's Mike isn't it," she gave no expression to her own words, nor Will's. That made the only boy in the room's heart shatter.

How did she know, do the other know. Is it really that easy to see. Will's thoughts were running in circles, til they hit a wall at one. What if Mike knows? Will stopped dead in his own tracks, and broke. Letting out everything he built up over the years, out, to one sentence.