Strange Love • Steve Harrington

Russians Code

"Whats that?" I pointed to the whiteboard with letters.

"My russian translater." Robin said as she stood next to me. We were giggling about Steve working here.

"Whats so funny?" Steve asked as he opened the window.

"Nothing." I giggled. Steve sat down.

"Alright, these are the words, The week is long. The silver cat feeds when blue meets yellow in the west. A trip to China sounds nice if you tread lightly." She gave me the notebook. "You're good at riddles right?"

"Said who? I barely speak English."

"Steve, would you stop staring at Wendy's ass!" Dustin smacks Steves head. Robin and I turned and smirked.

"You should talk to him." Robin whispers. I looked at him as he was failing to put the ice cream in the cone.  Robin pushes me out. He was on his last order.

"Steve?"

"Listen, Dustin you know how he is. I was just looking around." He stutters.

"It's alright, i mean I would stare at yours all day." I tried so hard not to laugh.

"Wha- really?"

"Yeah." Steve turned red. He leaned over, to nothing and slipped. He fell on top of me. It was just like when i met him.

"Sorry." He said as he was still on top of me.

"Its okay." I whispered. He coughed and got up.

"Ah shit." He looked at me shirt, covered in chocolate ice cream. "I can-" he started to grabbed some napkins and rub my shirt. I just turned red.

"Steve." I grabbed his hands. He looked up. "Its fine, dont worry about it."

"I-uh."

"Ill wash up." I walked back to the breakroom and Robin handed me a wet towel.

"You still have him falling for you." She told me as i cleaned the stain. "You know, He never stops talking about you. Since the summer, he would always think you'll come through those doors." I felt guilty now. "Like nonstop."

"Robin, i just-"

"Still care about him but you dont want to hurt him again? Yeah i know."

"Stay here with Robin, try and help her. Try not sit there and look pretty." Dustin told me as he walked in the room with Steve. They were getting ready to leave.