• The Best Hargrove • Steve Harrington x Reader •

Chapter Nine

"Okay, what the hell??" Dustin barges through the bathroom door along with Erica behind him. "What?" Steve asks, already knowing damn well what was wrong.

"What do you mean 'what'?? First, you guys run off when there's crazy Russians after us, second, we walk in on you guys making out?? That's what!" Dustin hissed, but you both stay silent. "Whatever, dad" Steve jokes. "Get up, we've gotta go" Dustin orders, picking you both up by the arms and yanking you out of the stall.

Dustin makes sure that there are no crazy Russians outside of the bathroom by looking both ways, only to see a crowd of normal-looking people. Minus your sailor outfit, it would be easy to blend in with the crowd. "And.. blend" Dustin quickly steps out with all of you following behind moments later.

"Well, that worked.." Erica pointed out. "Yeah, of course, it worked" he spoke. "Now we just gotta get on the bus with the rest of these plebes and home sweet home here I come" that's when Steve remembered what he said to the Russian man when he was drugged.

"Uhh Dustin?" he mumbled, looking down at his feet. "Yeah, we might not wanna go to your house.." Dustin's face almost immediately grew full of fear. "Why?"

"Well, I might've told them your full name.." he admitted. "What is wrong with you??" he whispered trying to make sure no one around could hear him. Leaking any information about the Russians could be a potential threat to the people around you.

Steve and Dustin continue arguing until something catches your attention, or more like someone. "Guys..?" they snap out of their argument, looking up to see the same thing as you, a Russian man dressed in all black, and he looked exactly like one of the men you had seen earlier down in the base.

"Abort.. abort!" you waste no time turning around and running away towards the escalators. The man had surely seen you now. The escalators were out of order right now, so the fastest option is to simply slide down between them, which is exactly what you proceeded to do.

You four had hid behind a counter of some restaurant. You were genuinely scared now, because you couldn't fight back or run away. You felt like crying. Your hand was placed over your mouth to stop any noise from coming out. Steve had noticed your fear, he wrapped his arm around you and pulled you in close. His touch consoled you greatly.

You wondered if Max was safe, if Billy was safe, if all the kids were safe. You couldn't bear to lose any of them, especially Max.

You could hear the Russians approaching your hiding place. You grew more and more afraid by the second. Suddenly a loud car alarm began to wail, filling the entire first floor of the mall. Then it hit you, Eleven was here. There was no other possible explanation for why the car on display suddenly went off.

You peeked your head out, but the car was launched towards the men, knocking them out. This made you duck your head back down. After you noticed that they were probably dead, you all stood up out of place and looked at the railing to the second floor. Your eyes began to glow with joy once you saw Max, Eleven, Lucas, Mike, and all the others were safe and sound.

You ran out first, with the others following behind you moments later. Max was the first one to descend the elevator. "Holy shit Y/N, I thought you died or something.." she ran up to you, hugging you tightly. Your hand made its way to her head and you pressed it against your chest. "Me? Die? You're crazy" you joked.

"I'm just glad you're okay.." you held her shoulders at arms length away from you and took a good look at her to make sure she was doing okay, with no bruises or gashes or something of the sort. "What are you doing here?" Lucas looked worried sick to see Erica with the four of you. "Ask them, it's all their fault!"