steve harrington one shots

(3) meet my new boyfriend

“y/n, y/n.” your little brother call up your name. “yes george” i lift him up. “outside, outside. pwaying football” you thinking about it.

“im not sure, george. guess dad wouldn't let ypu play football” he pouting. “oh george, dont be sad. you have lots of toys here.”

your dad comes out. “what's wrong here.” you tells him the truth. “george wants to play football at outside and im pretty sure you're not gonna allow it.” he nodded. “yea true. lots of car right now.”

“see george i told you. its okay, lets play the toys upstairs.” “but-” you look at him. “you could play with harrington.” i shocked. “what??” i rolls my eyes. “its george who wants to play. not me or harrington.”

“but honey, you dont have anyone else except him.” that really touched my heart. “so, why dont you spend your time with him?” it doesnt get any point at all.

“i'll drive you to harrington.” you can't do anything except just accept the faith. and so, both of you went inside the car and your dad drives to harrington.

at harrington house

“if you guys finished, just let me know.” your dad said. “okey, dad.” you lift up george and get his bag. harrington already standing infront of the door waiting for you.

“hi harrington, can you take care of my children?” your dad asks. “dad! i can take care of myself and george-” harrington cut the line. “yea sure can, mr russell.” he smiles.

“its gonna be worse.” after dad leave, harrington keep smiling at both of you. “hi george..” he stare at him. “hi, hwarrington.”

your pov

yeah. great. george starting to like harrington. “so y/n, what do you wanna do today?” i put george's bag on the floor and sat down while watching george. “uh, watching my little brother at someone house?”

“you're so sarcastic, y/n russell.” “ugh, please stop calling me with full names.” he laughs. “do you play instruments by the way?” i nodded. “i only play the guitar” he clapped. “thats good, wanna play em?”

i sigh. “harrington, i came jist because my dad asked to. im not here to enjoying myself.” he grab george and held my hand and went upstairs. “harrington, where we goin?”

we get inside to his room. “while we're playing the guitar, you also can watch your brother.” i rolls eyes. i standing there watching his big room. “don't just standing there, come here and sit next to me.”

i went to his bed and sat. “you having such a really big room. and vibtage kimd of decorations.” he laughs. “yea, before this, my room is completely simple and plain.” i nodded. “y/n, y/n..”

george pull my shirt. i look at him. “twoys, twoys..” he pointed at the small box. “toys? oh, no. george, thats harringtons toys. you have your own toys.” he starts stomping his foot.

“what did he want?” i pointed at the small box. “the ballerina box?” i nodded and he take the box. “i remembered nancy gave this to me in my 16th birthday.” im shocked. “she's a nice girl.” he aggreed.

harrington gave the box to george and he looks happy when ballerina starting to turning around. “he's cute aren't he?” i smiles. “WO” i look at him. “WHAT WHAT?!” i get up.

“HOLY SHIT, WO-”
“WHAT IS IT HARRINGTON” i grab his shirt and we're almost kissing.

“um, okey relax, y/n, relax. you just..”

“smile at me.” i deep sigh. i let go of his shirt. “for fuck sakes, harrington, i thought it was something else. i sit back again. “but its true y/n, its the first time i saw you smiling in my life.”

“yea? so, its good to you?” he nodded. “whatever harrington.” he grabs his guitar. “how about we played metallica songs?” im good in playing guitar but metallica is fucking hard to play it.

“you seriously wanna play metallica?” he nodded. “i- im good in playing guitar but, metallica is hard for me to play.” george keep looking at the ballerina. “its okay, i can teach you to play it.” i made the ‘are you sure’ look.

“yes, y/n. im sure. come on, sit.” he plugs the guitar and make a demo of it. i was too stunned to speak. “that was enter sandman” i keep looking the guitar. “that was so cool.”

“i can play the intro of enter sandman” “really? show me, pleasee” i take the guitar and play it. he nodded in a good way. “thats good. wanna i teach you?” i look at him.

“you sure you wanna to teach me?” he nodded. i side eyed him. “alright, fine.” before i scoot next to harrington, george call me again. “y/n, ballerina stowp” i turn sround the keys again adn he adore that little ballerina.

“ he can have that tho” i look at him. “harrington, nancy gave it to you. how could you give to someone else?” he shrug. “come here, come here.” he gives me the guitar and i scoot next to him.

“okey, so your fingers will be-” he started to teach me one by one. he holds my right hand to teach me. “oh god, dont let me fall for him. please god. i dont wanna be like in drama.” i said in my heart.

he adjusting my fingers on the strings. i started to stare at him. oh fuck, why he is so fucking beautiful? that brown brunette hair. his beautiful fingers and a really nice style of him.

fuck
fuck
fuck.
just fucking stop thinking about him.

y/n, you need to concentrate. just ignore that fucking boy.

i can't look anywhere. i already sink in his eyes. “so, you understand?” we made the eye contact. its more than 3 minutes. he started to come closer to me.

im back myself but he holds my cheek and started to kissing me. my cheeks turned red, luckily george didn't saw this.

my face turned absolutely red. “you have a really soft lips.” that making me burn so hot. “w- wh- why did you decided to k- kiss me?” i stuttered a lit cause THIS IS THE FIRST TIME I GOT KISSED.

he laughs. “because i lost in your eyes, y/n. i found the love in your eyes.” i can't take my eyes off him. omg help, help. “love? what is love?” i asked. he put his guitar away. “oh, you dont need to know about love” then, he pull me to kiss again.

george still focus on his ballerina. he really kiss me passionately. i dont know how to kiss but i just follow the flow. “harrington-” im struggle to stop him. “keep quite, sweetie. george will see us making out.” he winked. fuck sakes

fuck you steve harrington.

one last kiss on the forehead. we lay and face next to each other. he caress my hair smoothly. i just. wow. i feel like im started to fall in love with him. i hold his hands.

“idk why harrington. but, i kinda like you for now.” he's shocked. “just LIKE me?” i nodded and look away. “yea, you thought i'll say what?” he plays with my hair. “i thought you'll say you love me.” i rolls eyes.

“its the same thing, harrington. love and like is a same thing” he backhugs me. “can you be my girlfriend?” the hug was warm and i love it.

“oh my gosh.” george look at us. “what?” harrington sneak to look at the kid. “y/n and hwarrington hugging!!” he pointed to us. “for fuck sakes. he'll tell dad.”

“its okay, we just need to talk to him.” he get out of bed and went to him. “hi george, you saw us?” he nodded. “alright, listen here. you dont see anything before this, and can you promise me that you'll never told anyone else?” he made the pinky promise.

“yes, i will!!” they made a deal. “you can't even tell your dad, oke?” he nodded. “ok, i will hwarrinngton.” harrington caress his hair. “goodboy.” he went to me and continue to hug me.

“my dream are really came true.” i started to.play with his hair. “what is it?” i asked. “in a same bed as you and cuddling with you for a day.” i smiles and a little bit shy.

“harrington, i never felt somebody like this but. you are so cute steve harrington.” he looks at my face and kiss my nose. “i love you, y/n russell.” i smiles.

i guess, this is the best day of my life.