𝘳𝘰𝘰𝘵𝘣𝘦𝘦𝘳 𝘧𝘭𝘰𝘢𝘵𝘴 ~ 𝐬𝐭𝐞𝐯𝐞 𝐡𝐚𝐫𝐫𝐢𝐧𝐠𝐭𝐨𝐧

Chapter Thirty-Two

Chapter Thirty-Two: 
Back To The Future
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"Woah.." Ramona giggled, tightening her grip on Steve's hand as she stumbled behind him. She covered her mouth with her hand, being careful not to damage her already busted lip. She looked up at the flickering lights, blinking in awe as Steve pulled her along with him. 

"Whoa!" Robin giggled, pointing to Steve and Ramona's interlocked fingers

"Where are we going?" Erica asked, looking back at the three teens to make sure they hadn't disappeared.

"Just trust me." Dustin answered, leading them down another hallway, identical to the others, before stopping them at a door. He shushed the four, carefully opening the door and peeking out. "Okay... All clear."

"Oh.." Ramona whispered, looking around as they entered the movie theater's corridor. 

"Good news, Ramona." Dustin started, his voice quiet as he shut the door behind them. "You're finally seeing it-"

"Fuck yeah." Ramona whispered, nodding her head excitedly.  She looked over at Steve, scrunching her nose up in disgust as she watched Steve pull a bag of popcorn from the trash. "Ew-"

"Hurry up, dingus!" Robin called as Dustin opened the theater doors. Steve looked up, nodding quickly and follow her into the room, causing Ramona to nearly trip over her own feet.

"Doc! What did I tell you? Eighty miles per hour!" A grin spread onto Ramona's face as her eyes lit up with joy, all thoughts of the pain from her throat and other various bruises gone as her mind became encapsulated by the movie. 

"Come on." Dustin said, briefly pulling her attention away from the screen as he led her, Robin, Erica, and Steve to the front row. "You three, sit."

Ramona huffed, crossing her arms as she sat in the middle of two empty seats, "Bitch."

Dustin shot her a look, rolling his eyes as he motioned for Steve and Ramona to sit

"No, no, no!" Robin whined, reluctantly sitting down in the empty seat beside Ramona, "These seats are too close!"

"Dude, these seats blow." Steve complained,

"Then don't watch the movie." Dustin snapped, as Ramona frantically shook her head.

"Estas siendo una perra." Ramona muttered, rolling her eyes. 

"I'm not being a bitch." Dustin hissed, "Stay put or don't watch it-"

"We wanna watch it." Robin grumbled as Steve nodded in agreement with her.

"Then watch it!" Dustin shouted, causing a man behind the teens to shush him.

"Sh!" Robin glared at him, rolling her eyes.

"Sorry." Dustin muttered, "Whatever you do, don't go anywhere."

"Fine! Dad." Steve taunted, handing popcorn over to Ramona who eagerly took it from his hands, forgetting that he'd taken it from the trash. Ramona snickered as she kept her eyes trained on the movie, briefly glancing at Dustin and Erica as they disappeared down the row. 

Ramona kept her eyes trained on the movie as she munched on the trashcan popcorn, ignoring the twangs of pain every time she swallowed. Her eyes glimmered with excitement. Steve swallowed as he watched her lips curve into a grin, a giggle escaping her lips as she turned to look at him. His back straightened and he cleared his throat, looking away and down towards his feet when she caught his eye.