Steve and Y/N had been best friends since they were teenagers; sharing the same interests, always opening up to one another with ease, and helping each other through the most difficult times. They both felt something deeper for each other, yet they kept their feelings hidden out of fear of being rejected or ruining their friendship.
STEVE'S P.O.V
Y/N had been my best friend for years, we grew up together. She supported me through my bad times, took care of me whenever I felt sick and she could understand me by a glance. I've always thought of her as my best friend, but as we grew up, I realized I was in-love with her. She was everything I needed, she's so caring, kind, loving and very brave when it comes to protect her loved ones.
Each passing day, I fell for her deeply. Whenever I look at her, I get lost in her twinkling-brown eyes, her sweet and charming smile and her soft voice.
I wanted her to be mine, I wanted to confess my love for her. But I couldn't, I didn't wanted to ruin our years of friendship with 3 words. I wanted to know, if she feels the same. I tried to give hints, but she thought that I was flirting with her, jokingly and she brushed it off. We had shared a kiss at a party once, but she never talked about it later.
I was convinced that Y/N doesn't feel the same, so I finally made the decision to move on.
Her name was Brenda, a girl who I met at the video store. I asked her out on a date and she accepted, I wasn't excited or something. I wasn't sure that I liked her or the date would go perfect because a part of my heart still belonged to Y/N.
In order to make sure nothing would go wrong during this upcoming date, I called Y/N in a panic and asked her to help me pick out the perfect outfit.
READER'S P.O.V
I was sitting on my couch, reading a book when my telephone rang.
"Hello?"
"Hey, umm, N/N. It's Steve", I could hear the nervousness in his voice.
"Hey, Steve. What's up?"
"Can I ask you for a favor?"
I sat up straight, placing my book on the table,
"Sure, what's up?"
"I-I have a date tonight with Brenda, and I need your help picking out an outfit. I-I don't want to mess this up", he rambled.
My face gloomed and I zoned out,
"Y-Y/N?"
"Yeah, okay, of course! I would be there in 10!"
"Sounds good. See you then", he said, and hung up.
I sighed, rubbing my eyes.
I wasn't feeling good knowing he was going on a date with some girl, I wanted it to be me. I had feelings for him but it's so hard to confess. What if I ruin our friendship?
I don't want to tell him, because I know he doesn't feel the same. And I'll be rejected and heartbroken, not only that, I will lose my best friend, my love, my everything.
But I've to help him, I am his best friend and I'm supposed to help him and support him with whatever decision he takes.
I got my jacket and my keys, slipped my shoes on and got in my car, driving to Steve’s.
I reached and walked towards his front door, taking a deep breath, I knocked on the door.
He opened the door,
"Hey"
"Hii", I mumbled.
"Come in", he said, stepping aside for me to enter.
I entered his house, he took me upstairs to his room. He sat on the edge of his bed while I searched for a good outfit in his closet.
I was trying my best to help him, even though it felt like a piece of my heart was breaking with every passing moment.
I went through the outfits, and eventually settled on a nice shirt and jeans.
"Go, try these on", I mumbled, handing him the clothes.
He nodded and took his clothes, after a minute, he entered the room.
I turned to him, and my eyes widened. He looked so handsome, I stared at him in awe.
"Does this look good?"
"It's perfect! You look so handsome!", I exclaimed, giving him a genuine smile.
His cheeks flushed as he cleared his throat,
"Thanks"
"So, you ready to go?"
"Nah, umm, give me a minute. I need to do my hair", he said, running to his mirror. He sprayed the Farrah Fawcett spray on his hair, setting it.
I giggled, he turned around and let out a chuckle,
"What?"
"Nothing", I smiled.
"Okayyy, I'm done", he said, turning around.
"Perfect", I said, giving him a smile.
Although, I was upset because of him going with someone else, I still supported him.
"Okay, let's leave", he said, getting his jacket and keys.
We left the house, I hugged him before walking over to my car,
"Have fun"
He smiled, nodding his head.
I got in my car and drove to my house, I reached my house and ran upstairs to my room.
I fell on the bed, sighing. I stared at the ceiling for minutes.
I felt exhausted so I closed my eyes and fell into slumber.
STEVE'S P.O.V
The whole ride, I thought about Y/N.
I don't even know why I was doing this....
I met Brenda at the restaurant. But throughout the date, I felt myself zoned out most of the time. I couldn't help but feel uncomfortable. I felt like I was betraying my best friend, and I also couldn't help but to compare her with Y/N.
Brenda was pretty, but not prettier than Y/N. Actually, no one was like Y/N, a pretty, brave and smart girl in Hawkins.
I couldn't help but feel bad for Brenda too, I felt like I was just trying to bond with her because I felt empty and kinda lonely. So, I told her the truth.
Thankfully, she understood and told me that it's okay. She also told me to confess my feelings to Y/N before it's too late.
I made up my mind, I apologized to Brenda and ran to my car, driving it to Y/N's house.
I reached, running out of my car and climbed her window.
There I saw her, peacefully sleeping. I stared at her for a moment, she was so pretty. I could stare at her for hours, or even days!
I didn't wanted to disturb her but I have to let her know how I feel, I can't keep it with myself anymore.
I finally mustered up the courage and knocked on her window.
READER'S P.O.V
I woke up with the sound of knocking, I sat up and looked around. I noticed someone on the other side of my window. I got up and opened the window to see an irritated Steve.
"Steve?"
He scoffed, letting himself in and plopped onto my bed. I walked towards him and stood beside the bed, with my arms crossed.
"So, how did the date go?"
He sighed,
"It didn't go well. Brenda and I just didn't click"
I looked at him with an apologetic look,
"I'm sorry to hear that", I whispered, lying beside him on the bed.
We both stared at the ceiling silently for some minutes, I saw him turn his head from the corner of my eye and also felt his eyes on me, but still I kept my gaze on the ceiling.
After some minutes, he spoke up,
"Y/N, can I ask you something?"
"Sure, anything", I shrugged.
"Do you remember that time when we kissed at that party?", he asked, curiously.
I snapped my head to look at him at this sudden random question.
"Yeah, I remember", I whispered, gazing in his chocolate-brown eyes.
He sat up and breathed out,
"Well, I've been thinking about it a lot lately, and I....I've realized that I have feelings for you, Y/N. I didn't want to say anything before because I thought you didn't feel the same way, but now I just can't keep it inside anymore. The only reason I went out with Brenda in the first place was because I knew you only see me as a friend. I know this may ruin our friendship and I understand if you don't feel the same. I just felt I need to tell you...", he rambled, nervously fiddling with his fingers.
I was surprised, in a good way,
"Wow", I said, sitting up and letting out a breathy chuckle.
"Yeah", he chuckled back, his eyes still on his fiddling fingers.
"Steve?", he looked at me.
"I have feelings for you too", I said, nodding my head and smiling.
His eyes widened,
"Really?"
"Yeah, umm, I was just scared like you with the same thought lingering my mind, that I would ruin our friendship. And I didn't want to lose you, Steve. I can't, I-I need you. I just thought you forgot what happened between us at the party. And I was upset about the fact that you were going on a date, but as you best friend, i have to support you with your every decision. And Steve, I won't lie, I-I love you so much, I-I can't tell you", I said, chuckling at the last part.
"Really?", he asked, his eyes filled with curiosity, surprise and happiness.
"Yes, Steve", I giggled.
"But Y/N, I am very sorry about Brenda and the date, I swear I didn't mean to upset you. Man, I feel like an idiot", he scoffed.
"Don't worry about it, i know you didn't mean to", I giggled.
He smiled as we leaned in and embraced in a passionate kiss that had been long overdue.
"I love you, Steve", I said, smiling.
He smirked,
"I love you too, N/N"
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[ON A RANDOM NOTE: LEMME INFORM Y'ALL THAT THIS PART WAS AN AUTHOR'S NOTE BECAUSE I WAS THINKING OF ENDING THE BOOK, I CHANGED THIS INTO AN IMAGINE. IK THIS IS COMPLETELY RANDOM. BUT I THOUGHT THE COMMENTS WILL CONFUSE Y'ALL LOL.
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