Love Is A Battlefield (A Stranger Things/Steve Harrington Fanfiction)

Chapter Sixty-Seven: Jealous Steve

"Ok, so as usual, I'm faced with a dilemma, and I need the guidance of the oh-so-wise Film Oracle." I smiled, leaning my arms on the counter.

Steve, Robin, and I had all officially begun our jobs at Family Video, and over the past several weeks that I'd been working there, I'd managed to befriend one of the regular customers. His name was Christopher Platten, and he was a couple of years older than me. He worked at the Radio Shack a few spaces down and would always stop in for videos once he got of work. I gave him a recommendation one time and now he asks for my opinion every time he stops in.

"The Oracle is in, and is ready to share her ultimate wisdom." I replied, smiling at him.

"I'm in the mood for a little romance tonight if you can believe that, and I'm stuck between Dirty Dancing and Pretty in Pink." I nodded.

"Hmm...that is a difficult one. Well, I guess it depends on what you're in the mood for. Are you feeling a hot-and-heavy forbidden relationship, or the love story with an endearing best friend character that should be the main love interest but isn't?"

"That's my dilemma!" He exclaimed, smiling brightly. "I can't tell if I'm in the mood to root for the couple or shout at the screen because the perfect guy is right in front of the main characters eyes!" 

"I think you should go with rooting for the couple," I looked up to see Steve appear beside me, leaning against the counter, "Two people that are meant to be together is way better than rooting for a guy that the girl will never ever be interested in."

I got the sense that he wasn't talking about the movies.

"Right..." Christopher said awkwardly, standing up straight and rubbing the back of his neck, "Uh...You know what? I'll take them both. I'll make a marathon out of it." I nodded, taking the movies and walking to the register.

"Good choice. Uh, your total is 10.25." He smiled uncomfortably, handing me the money and taking the bag that had his movies in them. "The rentals are due back in a week, but if you need more time just give us a call and we can renew them for you. But you have to call in before the due date, or we'll have to charge late fees."

"Perfect. Thanks, Riley. It was a pleasure, as always." I nodded in agreement as he glanced uncomfortably at Steve, who was standing beside me with his arms crossed, giving Chris a hard look.

"See ya around." He left and I turned to look at Steve, leaning against the counter and crossing my arms. 

"What?" He asked defensively, going back to where he had been restocking the shelves.

"You really shouldn't be trying to intimidate the customers." I stated, leaning my forearms on the counter and opening the magazine that was sitting there. 

"Well, I'll stop intimidating the customers when they stop drooling all over my fiancé." I raised my eyebrows.

"Ok, first of all, he wasn't drooling. We were just talking, we're friends," He scoffed, rolling his eyes, "And second of all, if I didn't know any better, I'd say you were jealous." 

"Well, then its a good thing you know better, because I am not jealous," He argued, "Especially not of Christopher. Even his name sounds lame." I smiled.

"You are so jealous!" I laughed.

"Not jealous."

"Yes you are!"

"No I'm not."

"Yes you are!" 

"No, I'm-"

"Oh my gosh, will the two of you shut up!?" Robin shouted, poking her head out of the back office. "Harrington, just admit you're jealous of Chris so I don't have to listen to this argument!"