That's life || Steve Harrington

19

Y/N's POV

The elevator was racing down its shaft to the bottom.
All you could hear was screaming from everyone except me. I was huddled on the ground trying to avoid a panic attack.
Robin had a hold of the cupboard behind herself. Erica standing on her left side screaming on top of her lungs.
Steve and Dustin pressed against the wall shouting lots of 'shit's and looking at each other.
I shut my eyes not wanting to see what's going on right now.

The only thing I understood was Steve screaming  "We're going down. We're going down"

And Robin commenting. "Yeah, no shit, Harrington."

Suddenly I felt a strong pair of arms laid around me, my heart began to race.
I felt heat in my cheeks and breathed his scent in.

"You're alright?" He stroked my hair out of my face and pulled me closer to him. He must've noticed I'm near a panic attack. His warmth is calming me down.
The elevator jolted and it seems it even got faster.
Steve tried to grab some furniture so that we aren't hurling around on the ground.
"I got you Y/N" he whispered into my ear.

"I know" was the only thing I could response and I clung myself even tighter on his arm.

When the elevator finally comes to a stop there were some thuds and groans.
"My groin"
"I felt on my groin" was the first thing I heard again. It came from Robin.

My eyes where to slits as I saw some light through them and then Steve laid his arms around my head as some boxes fell down from the cupboard.
"Thanks" I mouthed to him and he stood up holding a hand in front of me.

"Is everyone okay?" Robin asks after I helped her.

"Yeah. I'm great, now after that I know that Russians can't design elevators!" Steve shouted and walked over to the control panel.

"I think we've clearly established that those button doesn't work" Robin explains as Steve was still trying.

"They're buttons. They have to do something." He argues. I laid my hand on his arm trying o calm him down.

"Steve. I know, just stop. We find a way out" his graze now on me like it could change anything. I smiled slightly.

"Look Steve. If we had a keycard they'd work" Robin herself calmed down too.

"A what?" Steve the idiot he is asked.

"It's an electronic lock" Robin goes on.
"Same as the loading duck door. If we don't have a keycard it won't operate, meaning--"

"We're stuck in here" Dustin answered

Steve's obviously shocked.
He threw the small door of the panel close and ran his hand through his hair in frustration.

"So just that you nerds are aware, I'm supposed to be spending the night at Tina's" Erica screamed.
"And Tina always covers for me" she added.
"But if I'm not home for uncle Jack's party tomorrow and my mom finds out you four are responsible, she's gonna hunt you down, one by one, and slits your throat" Erica gestured.

"Okay wait. I know your mom and she's tough right but she wouldn't do that Erica. And" I began.

"I don't care about Tina" Steve shouts.
"Or uncle Jack's party!"
"Your mom's not gonna be able to find us if we're dead in a Russian elevator" he beats on the boxes in front of him. Robin putting her head into her hands slightly annoyed.