Maybe In Another Lifetime
(Part II)
Steve Harrington x reader
Synopsis: Itâs always been Nancy, but now that sheâs with Jonathan, maybe thereâs slight hope for you after all.
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Iâd be lying if I said that everything had immediately gone back to normal after that whole ordeal. Me and the guys did go back to your jobs as if nothing had ever happened, but the damage was already done. In both situations with the Russians and with my feelings.
I had made up your mind. To officially move on, Iâd have to leave your job, so that is what I planned. Iâd be spending my last week at Scoops Ahoy and soon, Iâd be rid of my feelings for the boy.
A few days ago, my family and I had gotten a letter from a few extended family members, asking for aid in taking care of my grandmother back in California. I thought of this as an opportunity to get over Steve. Even if it was only for the summer.
Giving the lovely couple in front of me their ice cream, the fun ambiance in the ice cream parlor was ruined when Steve came in for his shift. As if it wasnât hard enough to go on with the plan whilst he was still beside me
âYouâre leaving?!â
âSteveâ I hushed, quickly pulling him to the backroom, giving your lovely customers a sorry gaze âRobin, could you...â I nod over to the rest of the cuztomers that were starting to file in
âOh yeah yeah of courseâ Pulling Steve to the back room, I finally let go of him when the door is shut, wondering how this whole situation was going to play out
âI really had to hear from Max that youâre leaving Hawkins?â He stated in a matter-of-fact tone. He wasnât just saying the obvious, he was stating it with purpose. Like he was going to stop me. Why wouldnât he stop you? You had been his close friend since high school and even helped him get with the girl he actually liked
Rolling my eyes, I sigh exasperatedly. It was definitely a mistake to have told the kiddie group before telling Steve. At least Robin was able to actually keep a secret.
âItâs only for the summer, Steve. And besides, I think itâs time I get a life and go to collegeâ I wince when I realized how I worded my words âSorry, I didnât mean it that wayâ
âIâm just saying you know. Kinda expected that Iâd be one of the firsts to know. Heck! You couldâve even consulted me on this plan of yours! No, you shouldâve consulted me on this before doing it rashly!â I take a step back, shocked of the audacity he had on saying that I couldâve consulted him first
âThis is my life, Steve. You arenât my dad or my boyfriend. You donât get to have a say in thisâ I say hardly, making myself clear. He may have been a big part of my life, but I was still my own person and I make the decisions that would be good for me.
We only looked at each other for a moment and I can see the way his eyes moved around as he ingested my words. Seemingly coming to a conclusion, his eyes hardened and his lips pulled to a tight-lipped smile.
âYou know what? Youâre right. Iâm not your boyfriend or anyone important, so go do what you want to do and life your life out of this ice cream parlorâ He said as he backed away from me and to the door
âSteve-â I start off, but he was gone. Sighing, I rub a hand over my face. This was not how I wanted to spend my last week in Scoops Ahoy.
Knowing that I wouldnât get anything out of him when heâs like this. I decide to let him cool off and just talk to him on our next shift; the day after tomorrow.
Packing up my bags, I clock out and wave at Robin as I exited the shop, ignoring Steve just as heâs ignoring me.
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Going back on our next shift was awkward to say the least. The knit wit had done absolutely no move to approach me or even apologize for his outburst the other day
"Steve-" I tried to call out when I had managed to corner him at the backroom, but he had just as easily slipped out and gone back to the front
"What can I get you beautiful ladies today?" I hear him chime at the group of women that just came in. I roll my eyes at his insistent actions to keep this disagreement on going.
"He's just dumb. Give him some time" Robin smiled, trying to make me feel better
"But I don't have time, Robin" I cried out. I was literally leaving in a few days and won't be back until after summer and I either have to study and go to some sort of university, or find myself a job until mom and dad decides to hand over the business to me "I might not even come back at all! If all goes well and an opportunity comes up at California, I'm not gonna come back!"
"Well then let's hope no opportunities come around" Robin teased, trying to cheer me up, "Sorry sorry- Just- He'll come around, and if he doesn't then it's his loss"
"You gonna keep chit chattin' or help me" Steve says hardly all of a sudden, appearing out of nowhere "Not sure if you can tell, but there are a lot of customers here" He says, looking at Robin, but the way he spoke had an edge as if he was making it clear that he was talking to me.
Without saying anything, I walk past Robin and to the front where I put a smile on my face, tending to the customers. If he was gonna be an ass the whole time, then fine. Besides, I'm hoping that the dingus comes back to his senses before I leave.
I was wrong. He did not come back to his sense. If he had then he'd have maybe thought of dropping by before I left or maybe calling, but he didn't. So here I am, saying goodbye to the gang with him missing. Like come on! Even Lucas was here! And I barely even socialize with the kid.
"Don't forget to come back" Nancy teased, hugging me tight "I'm sorry Steve didn't come" She whispered when we were close enough. I didn't want everyone else finding out about the mishap between the hair and I.
"It's okay. He'll get his head straight soon enough" I smile, pulling away when I hear my dad finish loading up the car with my things.
âYou ready, dear?â Dad asked me, walking over to us
âYep,â I smile âSaid my goodbyes and allâ
âThis isnât a goodbye, sweetheart. Just a see you laterâ Dad hated goodbyes since saying that just meant that you arenât coming back, so he just always settles for a âsee you soonâ or âsee you laterâ
âYeah, and that âlaterâ will be a month from nowâ I laughed before waving goodbye to everyone and going in the car.
As we drove away, I couldnât stop myself from looking at the Harrington house when we had passed by. By the looks of it, he was home but apparently refused to leave. I laugh when I suddenly remembered of that one time Steve had thrown a party. It was in honor of finally getting the girl. Nancy and I had to go home that night, and went back the next morning to find the place trashed. We all practically had to work together to make sure the place was spotless before Mr and Mrs. Harrington got home.
Only did I lean back and get comfortable at the back seat when I couldnât see the Harrington house anymore. Watching as the trees blurred whilst dad drove us to the airport, I didnât miss the large green sign that said âLeaving Hawkinsâ.
Oddly enough, the thought of leaving Hawkins made me tear up. The town may be shitty, but it held some deep memories. Both the good and the bad.
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I stretch my body as I exited the aircraft. Being in a cramped space was never my cup of tea. That only worsened when you get that specific airplane smell that they release in the air. Itâs like a toned down dads cologne.
California was interesting. The waves was something I wasnât used to and I didnât appreciate still feeling sand in some random body part even after we it had been days since the visit from the beach.
Grams seemed to also be... grumpier than I remember her to be? All I know is that she wasnât as grumpy looking as she did now. She was still a sweet old lady of course, but she was a lot more hot headed now than before which made caring for her a little hard. I mean getting to know the routine and everything they did was hard in its self, but a short-tempered old woman on top of that wasnât fun.
Although like every old grandparent out there, she still gave me more than enough money for the trouble and some extras for me to spend on myself since I was apparently âa good girlâ
âMom! Dad!â I scream out when I see them both holding signs of my name up on the airport. Running up to them, I soon realize that they werenât the only ones there. There was a third figure beside them that was holding up a pink balloon
âSteve?â
âHey,â He smiled sheepishly when I got near. Before I could say anything, I was pulled into the chest of my parents and brought into a suffocating hug
âHow are you, sweetheart? How was Cali?â
âWell, its was-â
âLet the girl eat first, Marilyn. She just got back and Iâm sure sheâs hungryâ Dad cut off, taking my luggage from me and went on with walking to the car
âYouâre dadâs rightâ I hear mum mutter from beside me and I silently prayed that she wouldnât leave me alone with Steve âWeâll go visit a diner on the way and you-â she looked at Steve âcan just have your lunch with us. Iâm sure your parents wonât mindâ
âOh- uh-â Steveâs eyes drifted between me and mom as he panicked for a reply to give âYes, of course. Thank you, Mrs. y/l/nâ
âOh itâs nothing now come onâ She ushers before walking and catching up with dad. Iâd follow after her if it wasnât horrible of me to just leave Steve, but unfortunately it was, so here I am, walking beside the man who is still very much good looking.
Iâm not even sure, but the airport suddenly felt so tight and crowded, and since when was the car parked so far, or was that just me? But still I donât think-
âY/nâ
âHm?â I replied instantly before I could stop myself, cursing at myself mentally for making it sound like I was waiting for him to say something. I mean I was but at the same time I had hoped that he didnât.
âAbout last month...â I immediately knew what he was talking about and wished that heâd stop talking âIâm sorry. I acted so entitled and... I was embarrassed so I didnât see you offâ
I just shrugged âItâs okay and thank you for the apology, but donât worry. Itâs been a month, Steve. Iâm not one to hold grudges... well unless you really fucked me over.â I shake my head, straying from the topic for a short moment âLike I said, itâs been a month. I got time to think too and I acted a but rashly as wellâ
Steve nodded and looked like he wanted to say something more, but something was holding him back. When we finally reached the car and he still didnât say anything, I just let it go and not let my mind wander on it. Right now, the goal is to get food inside me.
âSteve, whateverâs you wanna say, just say it. Youâve sighed at least 20 times in the last minute, repeatedly look at me then look away, and mutter to yourself for half the timeâ I say, putting my hands on the table. It was honestly getting annoying seeing him about to say something then stop. Itâs a whole process and Iâd rather just have it over with
âMy parents donât care and are literally at the other table looking at my pics in Cali so donât worry if thatâs what your fussing your head aboutâ He stayed silent for a few minutes before sighing
âIâm only saying this because Nancy told me that Iâd get a positive answer by doing soâ He started, muttering so lowly that if I didnât listen properly then I wouldnât hear it. Taking a deep intake of breath-
âI missed youâ Before exhaling as if he had released something so heavy on his should
âI missed you too?â
âNo noâ He shook his head, brows furrowing âI- Itâs- I missed you... like a lotâ
What in the world is Steve trying to get out of me but saying this âI missed you a lot too?â
âNo, its-â
âSteve, darling just say what you mean. I wonât judge, I promiseâ I smile, trying to give him as much comfort as I can, seeing that he really is having a hard time
âIlikeyouandNancysaidthatyoulikedmetooso-â
âSteve steve, honeyâ I laughed, stopping him âYouâre speaking too fast. Say it slowlyâ
âI... like you...â
As soon as those words left his lips, time stopped. This isnât like those cliche ones where stopped because they finally like you back and you just wanna kiss them, no. Itâs not like that. I mean this is the type of stop wherein I donât know what to feel.
This moment has only ever been a dream to me and so, I am absolutely confused on what to say or do. Iâve liked the guy- no- loved the guy for years and now that itâs finally here, I donât know how to react. It just all felt so surreal and like one dream that I could wake up from if I donât make the right choices
The feeling is just like how the airplane goes up and your ears pop and everything is just a blur. I can still see everything moving and I can see that heâs talking but I donât understand a word. Itâs like Iâm deep under water and heâs on land. I can sort of hear him but not audibly. Iâm only back to reality when he starts snapping fingers in front of me
âIâm sorry?â I ask, not hearing the rest of what he said
âHow do you feel?â
âI mean... Steve donât get me wrongâ I can visibly see his eyes start to get worried by my words âI really like you too. More than you possibly ever will, but you have to understand that... this has only ever been a dream to meâ
âYeah yeah I- I can get thatâ He nods, leaning towards me before thinking âso... what does that mean?â
âI mean...â I laugh âWe need to take this slow. You know, talking and shit before everything hits the fan.â
âYeah no sure. I can do slow. Iâm great at slow! I mean look at me! It took me years and a few fights and friends to realize I liked youâ He laughed at himself, making me smile.
âSo,â I cleared my throat âWhat happened while I was gone?â From there, he went on a rave about how Robin and Nancy practically beat him up because he didnât see me off and got a few sermons when he got into... certain tantrums because I was in a whole other state.
I waited for him for 3 years. Iâm sure I can wait for him for a few months
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Maybe In Another Lifetime (Part I)
Steve Harrington x Reader
Synopsis: Itâs always been Nancy, but now that sheâs with Jonathan, maybe thereâs slight hope for you after all.
Words: 974
Warnings: A lil bit of angst and fluff:3
A/n: This can be read as a stand alone and just pure angst, but if you want a happy ending then you guys can read part 2đĽ°(I suggest reading the part 2 since straight up angst just stings like a bitch) Also, if you want to be tagged when I post, just comment, message, or dm me<3
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âAlright, you guys stay here for a momentâ I say as I carefully drop Steve to the other stall of the bathroom âIâll just get some medical supplies and patch you up as best as I canâ I tell Steve before rushing out the door and go in search for my bag.
Nancy had always told me to keep an emergency kit in my bag since I was apparently a klutz and needed it for when I get severely hurt. Even since we were children, I was the one that kept falling down or tripping on rocks, but I guess the one time that I fell when it hurted the most was when I fell for Steve. I mean honestly, I really didnât mean to, but when Steve had started becoming friendly to me, I couldnât help but fall. I thought that maybe he liked me, but apparently not, he just wanted to increase his chances in me saying yes to him in helping court Nancy.
Even after they broke up, my heart still couldnât stop beating for him. The guilt ate me up when Nancy got with Jonathan and I told her the truth. She was forgiving about it and was honest that maybe she and Steve werenât the best for each other, even going as far as to encourage me to be honest with my feeling- Aha! There it is
Spotting my bag, I rummage through it and practically throw all of the contents out of the bag before finally seeing the small pouch with a red cross on it. Taking it and holding it tight against my chest, I run for the bathroom again, nearly falling a few times and possibly getting face planted. Reaching the door, I was about to yank it open when I hear Steve.
I feel myself smile as I hear his words. Was this the chance I could finally be honest and trust that he reciprocates. I get ready to go inside with my heart beating out of my chest when I hear him say that this girl had helped decode Russian. But I didnât help decode any Russia-
Robin.
He was talking about Robin
He liked Robin. Not me. Robin
I feel my heart fall back to my stomach and suddenly, I donât feel it beating out of my chest anymore. It wasnât beating with excitement. It just stood still. Like time froze.
It was silent inside for a moment, but I could hear low murmuring. Taking that as a sign, I walk inside to see that Steve and Robin were now in the same stall.
If it was possible, my heart wouldâve fallen deeper than my stomach. Did she reciprocate and accept his feelings?
Clearing my throat, I approach Steve and kneel down beside him âI uh- I got the kitâ
It had been silent for a few moments before Steve broke it off by saying something horrid about Tammy. The both of them started going on and on about Tammy.
Chuckling a little to ease the tension, I sent questionable looks between the two
âSo whatâs happening?â
The two exchange looks for a moment before Robin takes a deep breath and faces me with a hard look in her eye
âI- I swing the other way, Y/nâ ... Huh?
â... Iâm sorry. What?â I ask, my eyebrows furrowing
âI... I donât like... menâ
âOh... Oh... Well... good for you thenâ I smile, trying to be supportive. It was a surprise, thats for sure, but Iâm not just gonna throw away our friendship because she liked women.
Glancing at Steve, I canât help but wonder how heâs taking all of this. I mean he confessed to the girl that doesnât like him or his gender. I thought heâd be sad and mopey, but he looked surprisingly calm.
They continued talking for the rest of the time that I was patching up Steve. One I finished coating his puffy eye with the ointment, I keep everything away and lean on the wall beside Robin.
âHey, you okay?â Steve asked me when I let my eyes close for a moment
âYeah... just tired of all thisâ
âI guess that makes two of usâ Steve jokes, chuckling a little
âHey Y/n?â Robin asked all of a sudden, shifting her whole body to look at me. I only gave a hum, a tell tale sign of me telling her to continue âHave you ever been in love?â
I pause. Opening my eyes, I look back at her and think for a moment. Have I ever been in love? Definitely. But do I want her to know that? ... I donât know. Sheâs my friend though, and itâs not like Iâll be telling her who this person is
âYeahâ I whisper, ignoring the way Steveâs eyes widened from the news âHigh schoolâ
âNo way!â Steve cut in when Robin was about to say something âWho was it?â
âNo one that you should worry your prettly little head aboutâ I joke, looking at him then looking back at Robin
âBut youâve only been around Nancy in our highschoolâ Steve muttered, looking down, deep in thought
âOh my go-â I immediately put my hand over Robinâs mouth when her eyes had widened and pointed at me. Her eyes practically swimming in shock and excitement. Somehow this slightly drugged Robin was able to catch on faster than the sober Robin
âIf you want to live another day, Robin. I suggest you shut upâ I whisper at her, thankful that Steve was still muttering to himself on who I couldâve possibly loved in high school
âMhmâ She hummed lowly, nodding her head as I slowly let go of her mouth. Without saying anything else, she leaned back against the wall and appeared to be deep in though, as was I.
First it was Nancy, then it was Robin. Maybe Iâd have my luck in another life.
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