"No Ideas Harrington" reader x Steve Harrington

Chapter 5

I wake up with a start, after a terrible dream had ended.

"Woah y/n, you alright?" Eddie asks, walking in.

"Yea, yea, I'm fine." I say, getting up. My head is throbbing.

"Steve says breakfast is ready, wanna go?" Eddie asks.

"Yea, gimme a moment." I reply.

He leaves as I change into a plain t-shirt and shorts. I walk downstairs and see them talking.

"Hi." I say, arriving into the kitchen.

"Good morning." Steve greets.

"Good morning," I smile.

"You two doing alright after..last night?" Steve questions.

"Yea, a bit better, although I have a throbbing headache." I answer.

"Oh, sorry. We're out of medicine." Steve says.

I glance at Eddie and see he's doing drugs.

"Eddie, stop!" I yell, marching over to him and grabbing the bag.

"C'mon y/n! Please! It helps calm me down." Eddie argues.

"That sucks." I say, throwing it into the trash.

"Y/n! What the hell?" he shouts.

"Sorry, it's not good for you." I say, sitting down.

Eddie sighs and marches back to his "bedroom".

"Sorry about that," I mumble, staring at the ground.

"No, it's fine. I don't mind." Steve says, placing a plate in front of me.

"Thanks." I take a bite. "How do you know Dustin?"

"Oh, him. Well, it's a long story. Long story short, I babysat him and we became friends.

"Oh," I laugh. "You're friends with lot of them, right?"

"Yes, unfortunately." Steve answers.

"Oh, they aren't too bad." I say.

"Well, when you're forced to babysit them multiple times, yes. Yes they are." he replies.

I laugh. I barely know him, but he seems really sweet.