Steddie (Love like torture*<3

Out of the red, Out of her Head, he sang

2375 Words

Eddie X Steve
First Person (Eddie's POV)

"Eddie is a bit Eccentric" will always be the most annoying thing someone could say about me. It's the easiest and least offensive way to say I'm crazy. I'm not crazy. I play dungeons and dragons sure, but clearly I'm not an insane villain who hunts down cheerleaders, kills children, and grinds bones down into soup. I'm pretty much a normal guy.

However, Steve Harrington isn't a normal guy. He's done so much more than me, and you can see in his eyes that he's been through some shit. Steve harrington used to be the most popular guy at school, I used to barely know him. And by that I mean we were kind of friends on some shitty field trip. More like a week of Summer Camp for kids who needed behavior training. His dad sent him while I had been to detention too many times so I was FORCED to go to be able to pass the school year. Steve of course already had some friends there already. He was always friends with any "normal" person who were usually assholes. He never looked at me. I would know, cause I was always staring at him. It's not like anyone else was more interesting than Steve the hair Harrington. I wasn't staring at him in a weird way, of course I wasn't. Although  I stared at him and wanted to talk to him, I couldn't help but notice how dumb he was. He was clueless about EVERYTHING. Music, Pop culture, any Passing reference I made, he doesn't know anything. My guess is his dad sent him here because of how insufferable he must've been. We first talked once the cabin was empty.

The way the camp worked is, you could get off with good behavior, you know, like prison. So once his friends fixed their act, they went home. But Steve's father wouldn't pick him up so we were stuck together. I flipped off the counselor and quote; "Made the peace fall apart" too many times, so I couldn't go home. The day we were alone, Steve decided to talk to me for once, which was a bit of a surpise. We were in the cabin, I was laid down on my bed, and Steve was sitting on his. 6 empty beds in the room since everyone else had left.
"Have you ever decided to get a haircut?" was the first thing he said to me. I sat up and looked at him with an expression of disbelief.
"My head used to be buzzed- Anyways, why do you use women's hair products?" I replied, He just stared at me with that dumb surprised face of his.
"You could've kept your act together, we both could have gone home by now." He stroke back.
"What do I have to do with you going home? Me going home only affects me." I said back.
"They would've just suspended the camp altogether if you left," he told me. I didn't care.
A few days later I was caught smoking and I had to do the swimming punishment. Which was basically just forcing swimming exercises and other stuff in the Camp's lake. I'm not all that into that sporty stuff, but Steve sure was. He kept a straight face the whole time, but I noticed pretty quickly that you can tell when he's having fun or enjoying something when he starts to bite his bottom lip, trying to hold back his smile. He didn't want to look happy at the camp. I didn't know if he was scared of shaving, but seeing him shirtless was never really bad to look at. I never knew I was attracted to Chest hair before Steve.

    The first exercise, or the main exercise was they just dumped us in a random spot of the lake and told us to swim. In general they wanted us to swim, it usually wore us out and took all our energy. We swam apart from each other in silence. But soon he broke the silence
"There's a cliff." he pointed out, I looked up at the cliff he was looking at. It wasn't terribly tall, like it wasn't a deadly drop, but it was still tall. Before I could speak, he began swimming to it.
"Harrington! What the hell are you doing?!"  I yelled at him, trying to swim after him. He made it to the land and started climbing up to the edge. I followed quickly behind, trying to stop him. We both were up on the edge of the cliff. "SSSShit.." I whispered, staring down the edge. I was scared of heights, but Steve didn't seem scared at all. He turned to me.

"Are you going to jump Munson?" he asked. I shook my head quickly.
"Are you batshit crazy?! NO!" I yelled, staring at him in disbelief. He looked to where we had climbed.
"Well it looks like you're gonna have to." He said calmly, I turned to look down. The steps were too close together to climb down. I slowly looked at him as he went to jump without thinking. The moment felt slow. Why was he better than me? I'm so thin while he has a stronger build. Why didn't I look like him? Why couldn't I be brave? Confident jocks like him were always sensitive to insults, I wondered if he was too. "I bet he'd be easy to degrade." I thought to myself, I shook the thought from my head. "No. Get your mind out of the gutter. Why am I gross in the worst moments." I thought before I made my way to the edge and looked down at him.
"Hold your nose closed." he reminded me, I slowly nodded pinching my nose closed before Jumping, screaming
"SHIIIIIT!" at the top of my lungs splashing into the green lake. Steve laughed as I came up coughing and pushing my hair back as I cursed under my breath. I shoved him,
"Asshole! You forced me to jump!" I scolded him still shoving him
"You didn't have to follow me Munson." He said back, I just stared at him before shaking my head.