(REWRITING) Caught by Step Dad Hopper

Valentines special

I know this is late but it's whatever. Also sorry for not posting folks lost touch with my writing.

Y/N's POV
I sat there waiting at the curb of the driveway. Steve was supposed to take me out for Valentine's today. Said it would do us both some good to get out and have a friendly date. I had texted him five times in the past thirty minutes.

My leg bounced up and down as I fidget with the hem of my dress. It was quite cold out, having just finished raining. I force myself not to run a hand through my hair, not wanting to ruin it after spending an hour on it.

"No way he would ditch me right? Something must've come up. Heh." I muttered to myself as I looked at the cars passing by.

Hoppers POV
"Yeah she's just sitting there. What an ass that Harrington boy is. Same as his father." I spoke over the phone, talking to my wife. She's been gone awhile, having been on a business trip.

"Well can't you do something?" She asked, I can hear her typing on her computer while rain hits the window in the background.

"Like what honey?"

"Take the girl out. She got ready to go out on a date only for her to get stood up. So why not be the man that Steve Harrington couldn't be. Sigh sorry baby I got to go. Love you bye." And with that she hung up. I look out the window watching y/n just sitting there moping.

Take her out huh. What could go wrong. I let out a groan and run my hands through my hair. "Ok I got this. Just taking her out for dinner. Nothing will go wrong." I attempted to hype myself up, jumping slightly and going to my room to get ready.

I dress up nicely putting on a black shirt and some jeans and then throwing my jacket on. I grab my wallet, phone and car keys from the kitchen table and walk out the house, locking it behind me.

I walk up to the brunette girl. I think she was lost in thought because when I spoke she jumped. "Get your sorry ass up and get in the truck."

"Huh? Why?" She looked up at me as I extended my hand for her to take.

"Taking you out since your little boyfriend didn't show up." She scoffed and denied having a relationship with Steve. I looked at her with a knowing expression as I helped her up.

Y/N's POV
I kept glancing at Hopper. Why did he decide to take me out. Why was he doing this for me?

"Staring is rude you know." He said with a joking tone and a little smirk. I couldn't help but roll my eyes and smile. He had a contagious smile.

It's nights like this that remind me of my deepest fantasy. I blink and try to change the radio but Hopper slapped my hand away. "Driver chooses the music." He warned gently as he put the volume slightly higher, drumming his fingers on the steering wheel.

We drove in silence but it wasn't uncomfortable. I fought the urge to talk first and break the silence. But then I got a text from Billie Hargrove. I didn't even know he had my number. I open the text and see it's a picture. I didn't see anything of importance until I looked closer. In the corner of the photo you could see Steve smiling down at Nacy with his hands on her waist.

I felt my eyes tear up. Why am I about to cry. I don't even like Steve like that, do I? Its probably the feeling of betrayal I got from seeing Steve with her. Especially when he said he was done with her. "You... Ok?" Hopper glanced at me, noticing something off.

When I didn't respond Hopper pulled over near the woods. His fingers take my chin and make me look at him. A small tear escapes my eye and he wipes it away. "Oh doll what happened? Speak to me... please." Jim looked nervous. He wasn't used to this thing. Not used to having people cry in front of him.