Steve Randle Imagines

Babe hand me the wrench"

"This one?" I asked.

"Yeah" he reached out his hand and grabbed it from me

"Steve I'm bored!" I complained sitting on top of the car he was working on

He came over to me and put his hands on my legs and kissed my nose. I crinkled it as he did

"I get off soon" he said to me "then I got my drag race tonight"

"Steve. You know I don't like you doing that stuff"

"It's the last time I promise"

"You always say that"

"(y/n) don't worry about it" he put his arms on my shoulders

"I just don't want you to get hurt"

"I won't get hurt"

"But what if-" he cut me off with a little kiss

"Nothing will happen. I promise" he held out his pinkey. I squeezed his with mine

I gave him a hug and his timer buzzed "that means it's time"

He picked me off the car and put me on the ground. We walked to the race, when we got there soda was standing by Steve's car. Steve hopped in and Soda gave him a prep talk while I stood back with my arms crossed. I don't like when Steve did this stuff. It made me a nervous reck once soda was done soda waved for me to come over.

I leaned in the car and didn't say anything

"(y/n) I promise you. This is the last time"

"I just don't want you to get hurt"

"I won't. Trust me" he gave me a quick kiss and rolled up the window. I backed up and stood with soda. We both walked up into the stands together. I didn't want to watch, I just looked down and bit my fingers. Soda rubbed my back to try and comfort me. I heard the engines start. I couldn't look at him, I heard the engines roar Soda yelled for Steve to win I couldn't watch. Half way through I had to wLk away. I couldn't watch Steve do this.

*steves POV*

I pulled the car over at the finish line. I got first place. I was yelling and everyone around me was too. I looked up to see Soda and (y/n) in the stands. When I looked Soda was standing there alone leaning over the edge cheering. My face went blank when I saw she wasn't there. Soda saw me look, he looked next to him and his smile washed away fast. He looked around

"Why is she?" I mouthed to soda

He shrugged his shoulders. He ran to go find her

*your POV*

I was walking away when soda ran up next to me

"(Y/n)? What are you doing?! Steve just won!"

"Sodapop I'm sorry. I just couldn't watch him, what if he got hurt?" My eyes started to tear up

"But he didn't. He won!" He cheered. I saw Steve walking behind him, Sodapop turned around and walked away so we could talk

"You ok?" He asked me

I nodded my head. I realized I shouldn't of left without telling him.

"Then why'd you just leave"

"Steve I'm sorry I just, I was worried you would get hurt and I didn't want to-"

"Then why didn't you just tell me you didn't want to go" he sounded a little mad

"I don't know. I wanted to be here for you but, I couldn't watch. I'm sorry Steve. I really am" I regretted what I did

"So that's it. I told you that you had nothing to worry about and you worried. (y/n) I don't want you to worry about me. You stick to your cute little self and I'll take care of the rest" he gave me a hug

"Sorry Stevie"

"Don't sweat it baby"