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XVIII. pretty boy, you did this to me.
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A MONTH LATER
When Nolan first came to Hawkins, he thought his life was over. He was leaving everything behind in California. Him and his family were strangers in the small town. He was a kid with a hearing problem who had to wear ear plugs to school. He was prepared for the worst. Almost dying because of supernatural demo-like creatures wasn't on his bucket lists but he found his lifelong friends — even if some of them were half younger than him. He had people that loved him and would protect him. He had his sister. He had Steve.
They didn't know what they were. All they knew was that they were completely into each other. The kisses didn't slow down the entire month. Nolan constantly felt like he was in a dream. He never thought that he would fall for someone like Steve Harrington but it was the best feeling in the world. His life was good at the moment. It was the best it had ever been.
The Hawkins lab was shut down indefinitely, having been the #1 spotlight in the news. Since then, they had a funeral for Barb. Her parents would never know the truth about what happened to their daughter but they got closure. That's all that was important. Nolan hated funerals. He hated being sad but he went for Nancy. Barb was her best friend and she needed all of her friends. The entirety of trying to keep their friends alive brought them closer's together and now they were both happy with Steve and Jonathan.
December came in the blink of an eye. Nolan reluctantly agreed to help Nancy chaperone the middle school dance. He stood in front of the mirror in his bathroom and readjusted the tie of his suit numerous times. "Oh, come on." He whined and tried again. When he got frustrated again, he took the tie off completely. "Okay, no tie." He threw it on his bed and shrugged off his blazer, leaving him in black dress pants a blue button up dress shirt. He adjusted the collar. "Okay, this is good. I like this." He said to himself and grinned.
When he was done getting ready, he grabbed something from the dresser and exited his room. "Max, where are you?" He called out from the hallway of his home.
