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3 chapters posted, let me know if you want me to message you when I update and any feedback would be greatly appreciated🥰

I just posted the first chapter of my Steve Harrington fanfic, Samantha Byers is my OC, I posted a photo set of her a week ago and you guys seem interested so here we go!☺️

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I just posted the first chapter of my Steve Harrington fanfic, Samantha Byers is my OC, I posted a photo set of her a week ago and you guys seem interested so here we go!☺️

#stranger things #stranger things season 1 #steve harrington #stranger things season 3 #stranger things season 2 #steve harrington imagines #steve harrington x reader #stranger things imagine #steve harrington fluff #steve harrington angst #stranger things imagines #will byers #joyce byers #steve harrington imagine #jonathan byers

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"My middle finger salutes you!"

"Why do we bother with love, if it never lasts?"

"Stop being chivalrous and start being smart!"

I’m writing a stranger things fic and this is my OC, love interest is Steve, let me know if you guys would be interested in reading it and I’ll post again once I start it on wattpad❤️

face claim is Daisy Edgar Jones

#stranger things #stranger things season 1 #stranger things season 3 #steve harrington #stranger things season 2 #steve harrington imagines #steve harrington fluff #stranger things fic #jonathan byers #will byers #joyce byers #stranger things season 4

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Hi guys!! So I just started a Teen Wolf fic as well, I’m thinking about having a contest or something to put someone else in as another character but we will see!! I posted the prologue and I’ll do a real chapter soon!!☺️

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Changed the title and cover of my fanfic, you guys have a fic and would like me to check it out, I will!! Any and all comments, reads and votes mean the world to me 😊

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Calling all JJ and Outerbanks Lovers!! I started a JJ fic and I would love any and all feedback!! Hope you guys like it, if you give it a read!! My inbox on Wattpad is open as well if you don’t feel comfortable commenting!🥰

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Calling all Outerbanks and JJ lovers!! I started a JJ fic and I’m really into it so far!! All reads, votes and comments would be greatly appreciated!!

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I also started a JJ from Outer Banks fic, you guys should definitely check it out, I literally just posted it!!😊

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If you guys haven’t seen I’m writing a Harry Potter fanfic!! it’s definitely unique and if you are a Cedric girl like me, it’s worth a read!! 15 chapters so far!! :)

https://www.wattpad.com/story/278605923?utm_source=ios&utm_medium=link&utm_content=share_writing&wp_page=create&wp_uname=samsxstories&wp_originator=jkx%2FLbQyzJxGiRJB5%2FUavsmvwoxm%2BFS8DIzAruAgj%2Fvc6YG8t3U7%2B2J3RQ7pScPros4wSqhWsF9AQaqiqvnA5tg0KUguLHVczPacSOdlTyZahIXuQNcZuOo4X81zkP3T

#cedric diggory #cedric diggory imagine #harry potter #cedric oneshot

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Hi guys so I started writing again but this time it’s a fanfic with my own original character and in the Harry Potter fandom, I just posted my first chapter if you would like to read it I put a link, thank you for any and all support!! I now have 3 chapters up!! https://www.wattpad.com/1104562297-two-chosen-ones-chapter-1-samantha-potter

#harry potter headcanon #harry potter fanfiction #cedric diggory #cedric diggory imagine #harry potter fandom

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Wattpad Fanfic

Hi guys so I started writing again but this time it’s a fanfic with my own original character and in the Harry Potter fandom, I just posted my first chapter if you would like to read it I put a link, thank you for any and all support!!

https://www.wattpad.com/1104562297-two-chosen-ones-chapter-1-samantha-potter

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The truth about why you haven’t posted in a year?? I use to love waiting for your updates.

I was getting a lot of hate nonnys. I have 3 writing blogs, this one being my most current, the first one dating back to 2015. I really enjoy writing and inspiration does spark once in awhile but my inbox was flooded with comparing my writing to other writers, and how I should space things out differently, or how I worded certain things, sometimes just saying “your writing is straight shit.” being very upfront about it. I was being picked apart by people, I was bullied my whole life and I came to tumblr as a safe space, to try to get away from that, to write about things I cared about and not be bullied for it, and in the end, I was being bullied anyway. In person you can be bullied about anything, your looks, personality, the clothes you wear, the way you talk, your social standing, but as a writing blog, they can only pick apart your writing. Writing was my safe space that I was sharing with others because I thought they enjoyed it, but the hate quickly overwhelmed the good. That’s the truth.

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can you please not steal gifs? people work incredibly hard on making those, and it’s morally wrong to use them in your posts without crediting the original editors!!!!

Truth be told, I find the gifs I used on google, and if they had water tags I did try to tag the person or contact them, a lot of them were not water tagged. I would follow trail from google to find Reblogs with no credit, I did tag my posts with #notmygifs when I first started, sorry if I offended anyone and I would love to give credit where credit is due :)

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Hi. I would just like to say that I do chrck my 3 writing accounts DAILY and it's really upsetting to me that people keep reporting some of my imagines when they are not against any guidelines. I have gotten them all appealed seeing as they are NOT against any guideline. If you have any questions don't be scared to ask, just because I don't write anything doesn't mean I don't love when you all read and enjoy what I write. thank you.

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Emotions

♡♡♡♡♡♡♡♡♡♡♡♡♡♡♡♡♡♡♡♡♡♡♡♡♡♡♡♡♡♡♡♡♡♡♡♡♡♡♡♡♡♡ My most popular post is one that has a lot of thought and feelings in it, it was one that I really poured myself into so I’m going to try to do that more often going forward. I also wanted to o a little throwback to season 1 and no one has requested a Byers!Reader so I thought why not? I would love to do a part 2 to this is anyone is interested!! tag list- @tiger-hugger, @hannahmontanabutgayer  , @macricrisis and @marvelismylifffe let me know if you guys want to be added to my tag list! ♡♡♡♡♡♡♡♡♡♡♡♡♡♡♡♡♡♡♡♡♡♡♡♡♡♡♡♡♡♡♡♡♡♡♡♡♡♡♡♡♡♡ Emotions are a complex thing, for everyone. Some people are better at expressing their emotions, some put their emotions into something they are good at, and some bottle it up until it explodes. Emotions are what makes life, worth living…as sad as that might sound. For me, emotions are more, complicated than anything else. I’ve been through a lot in life and yet somehow I still try to keep a positive outlook on things, and as Jonathan and I put up Will’s poster around school, my emotions were taking over. As I stuck tacks on each corner, I felt a hand on my shoulder, causing me to jump before looking on that direction to see Steve Harrington standing next to me. Steve held a special place in my heart, even if I didn’t hold one in his. He has always been nothing but nice to me, he has since kindergarten, but Jonathan on the other hand, Steve bullied Jonathan. The bullying started before Jonathan liked Nancy, even before High School, it started as soon as Steve met Tommy. I wanted to hate Steve, hate him for bullying my brother, but I didn’t, I couldn’t, and Jonathan knew that. Emotions, I’m telling you, they are a fucked up thing. “I heard this morning, I’m so sorry (Y/N).” Steve comforted as I cleared my throat, trying to push my tears to the back of my head, not wanting Steve to see me cry. “Don’t say that.” I chuckled out making the handsome popular boy in front of me raise an eyebrow. “Don’t say your sorry like he is dead, he isn’t.” I stated as I handed him a flyer, his hands taking it immediately, out of concern and comfort for me. Nancy caught the corner of my eye, as she stared me down as I talked to Steve, Nancy Wheeler. My ex best friend, the girl I use to tell everything, we would always hang out while Will and Mike would hang out, but as soon as her and Steve started making out in secret, I put distance between us, my emotions getting the best of me. “Thanks Steve, if you see him, please, let me, Jonathan or my mom know. Tell Nancy I said hi.” I spoke as I turned away from Steve and walked towards the doors, seeing Jonathan waiting on the other side of them for me. The chilly November air hitting my face and clearing my thoughts of anything other than Will. “You alright? I saw you and Steve talking.” Jonathan tried but I just nodded, knowing he was only bringing it up to try and distract me. He was also asking to see if I had spoken to Nancy before he had walked up to the door, maybe missing the interaction, it’s crazy really, the people we like, liking each other, all spirals back to emotions. “Yeah, he was just checking on me, Nancy didn’t even give me a second glance. Where else should we hang these?” *Steve’s Point Of View* Everyone thinks that I’m this huge asshole, that only care about sex and how far I can get with girls but the truth of it all is, I’m in love with a girl, so in love that I don’t know how to show it, emotions for me, are foreign and are not to be shown, so I bury them into what I know, and what I know is girls. (Y/N) is not the typical Hawkins girl, and she never has been, ever since we were kids, I’ve been drawn to her, drawn to her positivity and kindness, but now in her moments of need, all she knows me as is the asshole who hates her brother and is seeing her best friend. “Harrington, let’s go!” Tommy yelled as the bell rang as I watched (Y/N) walk out the doors and rush over to Jonathan, the guy who is just a little strange so I took my anger out on him. My feelings manifest as anger, that’s just how I deal and I think if I told (Y/N) she would understand that, it’s just the matter of telling her. I turned around to see Nancy looking back at me, making me clear my throat and force a smile. I wrapped my arm around her shoulders as we began walking down the hallway, only digging myself deeper into the hole that is loving (Y/N) Byers. “Nancy, we need to talk…” *(Y/N)’s Point Of View* Being part of the Byers Family meant a few things, we were ordinary, we were as plain and plain comes, and we loved each other, no matter what, especially since dad left. We all looked the similar with our brown hair and brown eyes, but each of us having little differences, so we didn’t all look exactly alike. As I looked at my sleeping mom on the couch, a cigarette in her hand, a bottle on the floor next to her, I couldn’t help but tear up, my dad always swore I looked just like my mom when I was younger and that I would turn out just like her too, an insult in his eyes, but a compliment in mine. I took the cigarette from her hand, and covered her up with a blanket before I sat down next to her, my shift of watching the front door was up, she wouldn’t go to sleep unless Jonathan and I swore to her that someone would be up at all time in case Will came home or called again. These past few days have been rough, Jonathan went to see our father, mom getting the mysterious phone calls, Hopper not finding anything but Will’s bike, and wallpaper stretching out to mom and I, Jonathan thought she was insane, his emotions growing towards the darker side of this, while I believed my mom seeing the same thing that she had, knowing that life wasn’t meant to be this simple, we were going to find Will, even if we went crazy trying. ** The funeral came and went, the funeral that meant nothing to my mom and I seeing as we knew Will was still alive. I had buried my emotions this thing for so long that I had talked to Jonathan and I mean really talked to him since we put the Flyers up at school. He apologized to mom and I for thinking we were crazy but we hadn’t had a brother and sister real talk in a while, our emotions on completely different pages. We had seen and spoken a little at the Middle School when El was in the deprivation tank, when she told us Barb was gone, my heart breaking for Nancy, as she began to break down into Jonathan’s arms. Something had shifted with the two of them, but I wasn’t in the head space to ask or even guess, but when they asked me if I would help them set up traps for whatever took Will, I was more than ready. As we sat in the living room of the house I grew up in, Christmas lights everywhere, I couldn’t help but feel a little weird. “It’s good to see you Nancy.” I spoke for the first time since we had gotten back to the house. She was my best friend, and I let my feelings for Steve change that, all by themselves. She looked over at me as we all sat on the couch, as Jonathan wrapped up Nancy's hand, his already done and mine to be done next. "I missed you too." She smirked just before there was a loud pounding on the front door making all three of us jump. "(Y/N)?! Hey listen, it's Steve and I really need to talk to you!" We heard the boy yell from the other side making Nancy sigh and both Jonathan and I look at her, beyond confused. "He still hasn't talked to you yet?" Nancy asked making me completely dumbfounded by her question, I had no idea what her or Steve were going on about. "I know you are in there, Jonathan's car is in the driveway!" The boy yelled, getting more frantic and impatient. This made no sense, why was he asking for me? Why not Nancy or Jonathan? "Talk to him, but make it fast and don't let him in." Jonathan stated as he continued to work on Nancy's hand, making me shakily get up from the couch. I didn't know what Steve wanted, let alone why Nancy knew about it but it didn't seem like this was going to be a good talk. I sighed as I rested my hand on the door handle before opening it just enough so I could see Steve's beaten up face. "What the hell happened to your face?" I asked, reaching out to him, only to grab my hand and making me wince in pain. "What the hell happened to your hand?" He grimaced in the same tone I did, annoyed yet concerned. I didn't like seeing him like this, covered in blood, and pounding on my front door as if I was his girlfriend that had been ignoring him for days. "Who did this to you?" He questioned and I just shook my head and took my hand away from him, my heart racing from the small amount of contact that we had. I hadn't been this close to Steve in years, let alone him being on my doorstep, that never happened. "Why are you pounding on my door?" I popped making his face drop, before he let out a nervous chuckle...Steve Harrington, nervous? In front of me? This is just beyond strange, out of every thing that has happened in this past week, this is the strangest and that is beyond weird. "Can I come in, its a long story." I tried but I just held the door closer to me, making him raise an eyebrow. Shit. This was not going to end well. Steve is stubborn and if he even thinks there is something up, he will force his way in. "Steve, please, go home, get some sleep, we can talk tomorrow, you look like you had a rough night." I tried but he only took a step closer to me, his breathing on mine, making my breath hitch and my strength weaken just enough for him to push himself in. He looked at both Jonathan and Nancy, then at all the weapons and medical supplies on the table, then around the room at all the lights and then back at me. "What is all this? What is that smell, gasoline? (Y/N) what is going on?!" He yelled making me sigh as he stepped closer to me before Nancy grabbed the gun and pointed it at him, he spun around at the noise of the gun cocking, and stood in front of me, as if he was protecting me from Nancy's aim. "Steve, get out. If you care about (Y/N) at all, you will leave." She commanded making me cock an eyebrow, why was she so calm and why was Steve protecting me? "The reason I'm not leaving is because I care about her. Put the gun down and tell me what the hell is going on because this all looks crazy!" Steve yelled just as the lights began to flicker making me grab Steve's hand in mine, without even thinking. Steve looked at me as I clung onto him, for the first time during this week, I was scared. I knew Jonathan, Nancy and I could hold our own but I didn't want Steve to get hurt. "Nancy, the lights!" Jonathan yelled making me hold onto Steve tighter, a smile appearing on his lips. He heard Jonathan move from the couch, making his head snap towards him as the lights went off all around the room. "This is crazy! This is crazy! This is crazy!" Steve yelled as Jonathan tossed me my gun, making Steve jump back from my grasp. "Follow me, everything that I do." I swore as I looked at a confused, shocked and scared Steve. He just nodded before we all heard it growl and run towards us, we all knew the plan, all of us except for Steve. "Jump!" I yelled as we all ran into the room, Steve staying close the entire time, the only sound being the pants of our breath after sprinting into the bedroom. This time it was Steve's turn to take my hand, wincing slightly at the contact, my wound still open. He began looking around the room for something to cover it, hold it over until we could wrap it like Nancy's and Jonathan's. "It was Steve's blood that set it off." I gasped as Steve grabbed one of Jonathan's shirt and ripping it, wrapping my hand in the shred he tore off, I never saw Steve care this much. "I'll buy you ten more shirts." Steve stated as Jonathan looked at him with pure shock at the boy in front of him, Steve was definitely in rare form. Steve looked at me, our eye meeting for only a second before Nancy spoke up. "I don't hear anything, we need to go back out there." She flatly said as she handed Steve the bat that Jonathan had been holding. This was Phase two. As we all walked out into the living room, you could hear a pin drop, it was the quietest that it will ever be in our house. Before anything else could happen, the Demogorgon came back, angrier than ever. He smacked Jonathan and Nancy away like flies, my gun getting stuck from the blood on my hands, too slippery. "Come on, you son of a bitch!" Steve yelled as he twirled the bat in it's hands, hitting it right in the jaw sending it tumbling towards the bear trap that we had set up. "Its in the trap, now!" I yelled as Steve grabbed me and pulled me close to him, Nancy already back standing up and next to Jonathan. Jonathan threw the match on the monster in front of us, sending it up in flames, screeching filling the entire house. I buried my head into Steve's chest as he held me close, the stress of this week finally getting to me, I'm not sure if it was Steve's honest reaction to what we where doing, or all the hand holding, but I was loosing my shit. "It has to be dead." Jonathan sighed as the screeching came to a stop and I pulled out of Steve's grasp and walked towards the front door, I needed air. I had been so close, so on top of all of this, Jonathan went off with Nancy and got to explore what he thought was going on but mom and I, we knew from the start, and my body was finally catching up with my mind. "(Y/N), hey, you okay?" Steve asked as he followed me outside, and I took deep breaths, the deepest as I could, the cold air filling my lungs and calming me down, just enough to think a little clearer. "Why did you come here?" I laughed as I tried my tears and looked at the boy standing in front of me. He ran a hand through his hair, getting ready to tell me some bullshit excuse. "I want the truth, all of it, you being here, it means something, tell me." I demanded making him sigh and take a step closer to me. "I came here to tell you that I love you, and I have since the second grade. I process my emotions into sex, so I have meaningless sex with girls that aren't you. My dad use to tell me that feelings and love are for girls, so starting off with that probably didn't give me the best start. You are all I think about, day to nightfall, god you are so breath taking and you don't even see it!" Steve yelled, cupping my face in his hands, making me gasp at the contact and his words that I had only dreamt about. "I broke up with Nancy because, sure, I liked her, but I didn't love her, not like I love you. I'm sorry I suck at showing how I feel and I'm sorry it took me so long to tell you, but if you let me, I can show you how much I care, I'm different than what everyone paints me out to be, I love you (Y/N) Beyers, and I fought a monster for you tonight." He ranted making both of us giggle at the last part of his declaration of love. I smiled at the boy in front of me, for once letting all my emotions out and free. "I love you too, I know you are different, I have since the 2nd grade."

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This Is Different

tag list- @tiger-hugger, @hannahmontanabutgayer , @macricrisis and @marvelismylifffe let me know if you guys want to be added to my tag list! ♡♡♡♡♡♡♡♡♡♡♡♡♡♡♡♡♡♡♡♡♡♡♡♡♡♡♡♡♡♡♡♡♡♡♡♡♡♡♡♡♡♡ this is my first imagine that has not been requested, please let me know what you guys think! I know its long (over 3,000 words wtf) but I'm really happy with how it came out. I highkey love this imagine and I hope you guys love it as much as I do :) If anyone wants a part 2 please let me know! ♡♡♡♡♡♡♡♡♡♡♡♡♡♡♡♡♡♡♡♡♡♡♡♡♡♡♡♡♡♡♡♡♡♡♡♡♡♡♡♡♡♡ I moved to Hawkins a month ago, and as soon as I stepped foot in Hawkins High School, I was approached by a boy with curly blonde hair, a charming smile and pale blue eyes, the boy that I would come to know as Billy Hargrove. I was never the center of attention, I wasn't the girl that every guy noticed, I tried to keep to myself, tried to not to cause any drama but when a hot guy at your new school is hitting on you constantly, its kind of hard to not fall for his tricks. Everyone that moves to get away from something, moves with baggage and mine happened to be falling for boys too fast. By the end of my first school day, I was back at Billy's place, and doing things what were not giving off the best first impression. I stared at the ceiling, sighing as Billy fell asleep next to me, making me roll my eyes, another asshole who only cares about himself, overly hot guys are always too good to be true.I tried my best to slide out of the bed quietly, not wanting to wake the sleeping man and grabbed my scattered clothing, and putting it back on before exiting his bedroom, only to hear the living room television on, it must be Billy's step-sister that he told me about. I tried to flatten down my hair, fix my clothes, and I cleared my throat before walking into the living room, only to see a girl with bright orange hair, shorts, cuts and bruises all over her legs, probably from falling off the skateboard that she was moving back an forth slowly as she watched mindless television. She reminded me of myself when I was her age, a tomboy, that was before my mother made me more of a lady in her own words, but I guess some habits are hard to break. "Hi, you must be Max." I introduced myself, extending my hand out to her making her look up at me for only a second before scoffing and turning her attention back to the television. "Billy's hook ups usually just walk right past me, where did he find you?" Now it was my turn to scoff, I knew he was too good to be true, great job (Y/N) your first day in a new town and you picked a player just like your ex. I sighed before sitting down next to the young girl, her eyes meeting mine. "My name is (Y/N), I just moved here, can you be honest with me Max?" I questioned making her nod suspiciously. "Billy is a bit of a dick, isn't he?" I chuckled making her laugh and nod, before moving closer to me, excited that I wasn't every other girl that walked out of Billy's bedroom. I have been down this road before, dating a player, a guy who didn't care about women's feelings, my mom dated those guys, my ex was one of those guys, Billy was one of those guys, I wasn't going to continued the cycle. "He finally picked a girl with a brain!" She yelled making me laugh and hush her. "We don't want to wake him up." I smiled making her nod with wide eyes, is my first friend in this town really going to be a thirteen year old girl? "Now what is your board's name? I know you named it, mine was named Wheels, before one of my mom's boyfriends broke it when I was eleven." I explained making her laugh and grab the board that was under her feet before bragging about it and telling me all about it. Max and I talked all night, I told her all about my past, I learned that's he is beyond mature for her age, and the struggled she has gone through and is still going through. Billy treated her like a bother when all their parents wanted for them was to bond, I wish I had an older brother to bond with, even if it was Billy. Once Billy's dad and Max's mom got home I introduced myself as Billy's science partner, we all talked, had dinner and had a pretty nice night, it was just shame that Billy couldn't be part of it all. Once the adults went to bed, Max and I went back over to the couch to talk more, enjoying the conversations that we had been having. "How about this? I'll drive you home from school every day instead of asshole back there? You can take as much time as you need coming out, and we can talk about our days, us new girls have to stick together." I promised making her nod happily before her eyes widened and I turned my head to see Billy standing behind us. "Why are you still here?" He yawned making me laugh before standing up from the couch and walking over to him. "Max and I were talking and I'm going to be giving her rides home from school, and we will be hanging out, so you can have more hook ups, without her bothering you. Fuck off Billy, see you tomorrow Max." I kissed Billy's cheek and waved to the girl on the couch before exiting the house with a huge smile on my face, this time, I was going to make the best out of moving, this town was going to be different. ** Every day for the past three weeks I've sat on the truck of my car, doing homework and working on college applications, as I waited for Max, Billy making it a point to park next to me so I could see each girl that he was bringing home each day, my heart skipping a beat at home much he reminded me of my ex. My hands where cold from the chilly October air, a gust of wind hitting me every once in a while, Halloween was only a few days away and the weather was definitely predicting an early winter. "Oh hey, (Y/N)" Billy smirked like every day earning the same response from me every time, a middle finger and a smile. As Billy and his next hook up pulled out of the parking lot, I let out a sigh, another gust of wind coming, blowing all my papers off my lap and into the parking lot. "Shit." I gasped, hopping off the back of my car and chasing a few of the papers, looking like a complete idiot I'm sure, as I went to pick up one paper, another hand overlapped mine and I looked up, my eyes meeting a pair of warm brown ones. He pulled away with a small chuckle and stood up, me doing the same, standing up fully and looking at the person in front of me. I recognized the boy as Steve Harrington, he ran a hand through his legendary hair and handed me the papers of mine that he picked up before shoving his hands into his blue jean pockets. "I was getting in my car before I saw what happened and you looked like you could use some help." He explained making me nod and brush some of my hair behind my ear, the wind really picking up. "Thank you, I definitely did need it." I thanked as I walked back towards my car, Steve following behind me. "You are the new girl right? The one that Billy hates?" He asked, immediately eyes going wide at his wording making me chuckle at the boy in front of me. "Yeah that's me, he hates me because I called him out for being an ass." I confessed as I unlocked my car, hearing the middle school bell ring, signaling that Max would be outside soon. "Are you going to Tina's Halloween party?" He questioned as I put my papers and books in the back of my car, making my heart flutter, oh no. "I wasn't going to, no." I responded, leaning against the side of my car, trying to see where Steve was leading this conversation. Everyone knew that him and Nancy Wheeler were dating, and I really was hoping he wasn't an asshole like Billy. "My girlfriend and I are trying to set up our friend, and I think you two would really hit it off, he isn't a party person either." He explained just as Max skated over to us, stopping right next to me, giving Steve and I both a strange look. "I'll think about it, thanks again for the help Steve." I waved as Max and I got in my car, Steve retreating back to his car, Max tossed her skateboard in the back next to my books, both of us sighing once we got in the car. "Boys are stupid." Max grumbled making me laugh as I started the car. "You can say that again." I smirked as Max began to tell me about her day and how the boys at school only got stranger by the second and I couldn't help think about how I felt while talking to Steve. It wasn't lust like when I was with Billy, or need when I was with my ex, it was a deeper feeling, like talking to him came natural. "Now, what where you and Steve Harrington talking about?" Max smiled making me shake my head, trying to push the thought out of her head. "Nothing, now do you want to go to the arcade and scare the boys that are stalking you?" *Steve's Point Of View* As I stumbled down the stairs, I couldn't help but dry the tears from my eyes, her words replaying in my head, the girl that I had loved for over a year didn't love me anymore? All of a sudden? I scanned the room, trying to find Jonathan, so he could drive Nancy home, I was way too drunk to drive. My eyes locked onto (Y/N) who was talking to Jonathan in the corner of the living room. I marched towards them, pushing people out of my way, just trying to reach the two people that I knew would help me if I needed it. "Steve! Hey!" (Y/N) yelled making both Jonathan and I smile at how happy she was in this moment. "You were right, Jonathan and I have a lot in common, not in the way that you thought though, he liked N-" She began but Jonathan stopped her, standing up from his seat and handing (Y/N) his water bottle. "Drink that." He shouted over the music making her pout before taking a sip. My heart was broken, my head only focused on Nancy getting home safe. "Jonathan, can you drive Nancy home, please? I'm too drunk to drive, and I just- I need to know she got home okay...She is in the upstairs bathroom" I explained and he just nodded as he grabbed his jacket off the back of his chair and looking over at (Y/N). "We can talk more tomorrow, okay, don't leave until you are done with that!" Jonathan swore at (Y/N) as she continued sipping the water bottle, this night had turned to shit so quickly. I sighed and sat in the chair Jonathan was just sitting in, and looked over at (Y/N) the alcohol taking over my brain. The old me, would try to move on from Nancy, would try to flirt with (Y/N) purely to push Nancy out of my mind but (Y/N) was different, I was different, I was going to have to work through this on my own. ** (Y/N) and I talked for a long time that night, about everything and anything, but nothing sexual, she is kind, sweet, funny, she isn't like all the other girls in this town. (Y/N) sobered up first so she drove me home, knowing that I could just get my car from Tina's tomorrow before school. It was the first time in a long time that I had a conversation with a girl that was more than pick up lines, it was nice. I knew that if my heart wasn't shattered into a million pieces, I would be falling for (Y/N) and who knows, I might do just that. ** As Dustin and I walked down the train tracks, placing pieces of meat down as we went, I couldn't help but think about how I felt about (Y/N) verses how I felt for Nancy. They are so different but I care about them both, (Y/N) makes me laugh and I bonded with her on more than just attraction, she defied all I thought I knew about girls, and Nancy was the first girl I every really loved and as I gave Dustin girl advice, I couldn't help but feel like a hypocrite. "Dustin, can I ask your opinion on something?" I asked, hoping that a younger and less confused mind would help me clear up my feelings. The boy just nodded, making me sigh before letting it all pour out. "There is this girl, who I loved, more than I ever thought I could love someone, but she broke my heart, completely shattered it, a feeling that I hope you never feel..." I continued but Dustin stopped me. "Nancy Wheeler." He said her name, making my face drop and my heart sink tot he bottom of my stomach. "...but she already moved on so I shouldn't feel bad if I develop feelings for someone else, right? This new girl she is, different, she is amazing and she doesn't even see it, its like no one has even told her or shown her how amazing she really is, ya know?" I smiled and Dustin nodded before we got to the clearing of the junkyard. "The New girl, your answer, the one you should be focused on, the new girl." He smiled as we walked down the hill to see three people already standing in the junkyard, three familiar people. *(Y/N)'s Point Of View* "You cant be here." Steve pressured as he walked in the junkyard, Dustin right beside him. My heart fluttered at the sight, I was really falling for this guy. "Why cant I, Harrington?" I asked with my arms folded over each others, the kids all gathering around us as Steve got closer to me. "Oh this is her, Steve?" Dustin asked before he took a step towards me, making me look at him with a surprised expression, the last time I saw him, Max and I were pranking him an the group of boys. "Nice to see you again, this time its different." He took my hand in his, kissing it before stepping back towards Steve who just looked at him with a shocked expression. I smiled and Steve chuckled while running a hand through his hair, and went to say something but Max stopped him. "Can we just get to work, before whatever is coming, comes?" She huffed making us nod and begin to lay out a plan and positions. ** As Max, Lucas, Dustin, Steve, Mike and I stood in the Beyer's house, I couldn't help but freak out a little at the whole situation, the things we had just seen, the things I had just shot, the kids I had just protected. "Hey, you alright?" Steve asked as he sat down next to me on the couch, I was still holding the gun, my father's gun, when Lucas and Max told me what we were doing, I knew I was going to bring protection, my gun was covered in blood. My heart skipped a beat as Steve reached over and took his hand in mine, taking the gun from my hands and putting it down to the side of us. "My life is a shit show." I chuckled and he sighed as I ran my hands through my hair, beyond stressed out at the situation. Steve fought those dogs off as if was born to do it, even with a broken heart he was more stable than I was. I felt guilty for liking Steve, Nancy is a nice girl and I don't want to over step, even though Jonathan loves her, god, I hate love triangles. "Everyone's lives are shitty at one point of another." He tried and I just shook my head and looked him straight in the face. I needed to say something, do something, I didn't want to be the girl who only liked jerks anymore. "I wish I had never slept with Billy, I wish you were single when I met you, things would be different." I stated as I got up from the couch and walked to the kitchen to wash my blood covered hands. "I was a jerk before I dated Nancy, she changed me, you wouldn't have liked old me." Steve promised as he followed me, catching the attention of the all the kids, them now following me as well. I was about to say something else but the engine of a familiar car revving outside, cut me off. I grabbed Steve's arm, knowing he was going to try to reason with that idiot out side. "Don't, Steve, please." I begged and he pulled his arm away, making me sigh and walk over to the kids. "Stay away from the windows, I'll handle this." *Steve's Point Of View* "Am I dreaming, or is that you, Harrington?" Billy mocked as I walked outside, mind and heart racing. Now that I knew (Y/N) had feelings for me, this all means a lot more and seeing Billy just boiled my blood, especially when it came to how it went down with him and (Y/N). "It's me. Don't cream your pants." I smirked as I walked towards him and him towards me, this was going to be one hell of a showdown. "What are you doing here, amigo?" He smirked, not wanting to play any games, how did he know that Max and (Y/N) were here, we all hate Billy. "I could ask you the same question. Amigo." I shot back, wanting this conversation to be over, wanting nothing more than to go back inside, figure out what the next step is, close the gate, and kiss (Y/N). "I'm looking for my stepsister. A little bird told me she was here, and (Y/N) is here too, you like my sloppy seconds?" He chuckled, making my fist ball up. "Why do you care about (Y/N), you didn't care when you rubbed all your hook ups in her face...besides, she isn't here. I calmly tried to convince him and before I could do anything Billy shoved past me and right into the Beyer's house. Shit. I ran past him, faster than the knuckle head that he is and stood in front of (Y/N) who was standing in front of the kids. "Get out Billy." I stated and he went to grab Lucas but (Y/N) stopped him, gun in her shaking hands. She shoved Lucas behind her as Billy laughed and put his hands up in surrender. "what are you going to do with that?" He laughed making (Y/N) sniffle back the tears in her eyes, I looked around the room, noticing that Max wasn't in sight, where the hell did she go? "Nothing, I just needed to distract you." I smirked as Max jumped and smashed Billy in the back of the head, sending him right down to the ground, well that could have gone differently. As Max screamed over Billy, I turned to (Y/N) and cupped her face in my hands before kissing her softly, taking both of us by surprise, I knew I wanted to kiss her but I didn't think I actually would. "Now is not the time for that!" Dustin yelled, breaking or kiss and making us both blush at the fact that all the kids saw that, this night was far from over. "When this is all over, I want to do that again, and I want to take you out because I see your value, your worth and I need you to see it too."

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Life Is Hard

hey guys so I know its been a while, and I'm going through a lot personally, so its been really hard to focus on anything other than that. I’ve been through a lot in my life, more than I like to admit, and my past is bitter, and I try to move past it but its hard. I’m sure that some of my problems are small compared to others but to me, my world is crashing down around me. I love all of you and i’m so thankful for all of you, and I will continue writing, it just wont be as frequent. If you have any questions, comments, or concerns, my inbox and chat is always open, I'm going to try and sit down and write, and hopefully you will see another post from me soon :)

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