𝕭𝖞 𝕰𝖛𝖊𝖓𝖎𝖓𝖌 | Steve Harrington

Remember that guy they told you not to worry about?

"𝐒𝐭𝐞𝐯𝐞, 𝐡𝐮𝐫𝐫𝐲 𝐮𝐩 𝐈 𝐧𝐞𝐞𝐝 𝐭𝐨 𝐠𝐞𝐭 𝐲𝐨𝐮 𝐡𝐨𝐦𝐞."

The Brunette was staring at the sky, admiring the sunset and the beautiful mixture of oranges, purples, and pinks that brightened the evening. Steve was lost in his thoughts, tired of walking all the way home. He couldn't wait to get his license so he could just drive instead. But Steve was thinking about someone in particular. And that someone was 𝘺𝘰𝘶.

"𝐂𝐡𝐢𝐥𝐥 𝐨𝐮𝐭, 𝐢𝐭'𝐬 𝐨𝐧𝐥𝐲 𝐚 𝐟𝐞𝐰 𝐛𝐥𝐨𝐜𝐤𝐬 𝐚𝐰𝐚𝐲."

Yeah, now you babysit him.

- Book two
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!𝐖𝐚𝐫𝐧𝐢𝐧𝐠!
This is for mature audience
language, smut, violence, drugs and alcohol are mentioned in this book. If you are under 18+ or triggered by any of these, please do not read!