what a feeling {steve harrington x fem!reader}

The Bite

"Jesus, slow down!"

"Yeah, what is this the Indy 500?" (y/n) asked, holding onto the wall to keep her self steady.

"It's the Indy 300." Steve says.

"No, Dingus, it's 500!" (y/n) exclaims, rolling her eyes at the boy, her head spinning.

"It's 300!" Steve argued, slurring his words.

"Lets say a million." (y/n) says, breaking out into laughter and falling on to Steve as they both laughed hysterically.

"What is wrong with them?" Erica questioned, staring confusingly at the two lying on top of each other behind them.

"I don't know!" Dustin sighs.

"Dustin, watch out!" Robin screams as the vehicle crashed into something, making (y/n) and Steve bang their heads on the wall on the sudden impact.

"You guys alright back there?" Dustin asks, the only response was their groaning, "They're fine."

Dustin, Robin and Erica jumped out and opened the door to find (y/n) and Steve laying down on top of each other.

"Come on, we gotta go, now." Dustin demanded. "Let's go!"

"Come on!" Erica yelled as (y/n) and Steve slowly sat up resulting in Dustin and Erica dragging them out.

"Ow, we're coming!" Steve complained.

"This sucks ass." (y/n) says, clinging onto Steve's arm to keep herself upright, though Steve seemed to be having enough trouble as it is.

Dustin swiped the key card, and the elevator door opened, Robin pushing the two drugged teens inside. Once inside the elevator Steve walked over to this platform thingy with wheels, and stood on top as the elevator began to ascend upwards. (y/n) grabbed on to the handle of it is it moved all over the place making the two laugh and 'wow' at the movement.

"Hey! You look like your surfing!" (y/n) yells, giggling.

"Surfing, yeah!" Steve agrees, moving around again, "Whoa!"

"They seem drunk." Erica says, staring at the two.

"Why would they be drunk?" Robin questions, looking between the two younger kids.

"I'm a natural! Check it out!" Steve yells, then immediately falls off.

(y/n) breaks into more laughter, "Wipeout!"

"He's burning up." Dustin says, kneeling above Steve.

"You're burning up."

"One sec, one sec. Steve, Steve." Dustin said, holding up his eyelid.

"God, no. Ow!" Steve complains.

"His pupils are super dilated."

"Maybe he's drugged." Erica suggests.

"Steve, are you drugged?"

"How many times, Dad? I don't do drugs." Steve sasses, making (y/n) laugh, "Only marijuana."

"This isn't funny okay?" Robin stresses, pacing back and forth.

"Yeah, I need to know what they did to you." Dustin says, "Are you gonna die on us?"

"Boop." Steve says, hitting Dustin's noise.

"We all die, Dusty. It's just a matter of how... and when." (y/n) says staring at her brother.

Dustin ignores her, and turns his head back to Steve, "They're gonna be looking for us up there, okay, so I need you to tell me where you parked your car."