Trouble // [steve harrington / stranger things]

4 - "It's fine, Barb."

"I'm going to a party." I say to Sylvia as she puts dinner on the table.

"That's nice. You haven't been to one of those in a while."

"I lived in a different state when I was last at a party, so yeah, it's been a while." I say and Hopper laughs.

"Where?"

"Harrington residence."

"Can I get a street name?"

"Pine."

"Oh good, I'll be sure to bust it myself."

"It's a little thing, and if you show up, I'm spray painting the station with a big pig."

"See now, when you tell me things like that, it makes me want to arrest you, and if there ever is a big pig spray painted on the station, you're my first suspect." He says with a sarcastic smile.

"I like you more and more everyday, Jimmy." I nod. "Funny." I say and take a bite of salad.

/

"Nice place." I say to Steve as he opens the door.

"Where's Nancy?"

"Barb is driving her."

"Barb?"

"You know Barb, don't be a dick." I say and walk past him. "Hi." I say to Carol and Tommy.

"Harris is still coming, don't worry." Steve says and leaves the room again, pacing by the front door.

"Are you stressed about Nancy? Because trust me you could still act like the douche that you are and she'd be weak at the knees." I say and he mocks my words.

"Do you want something? Why are you staring at me?"

"Who else am I supposed to talk to? Them?" I point to Tommy and Carol, making out on the couch. "Entertain me, Harrington."

"You good at drinking?" He asks, heading towards the kitchen.

"I'd like to think so."

"Good." He says and tosses me a beer and I crack it open, taking a sip. "Do you know how to shotgun?" He asks and I nod. "Party girl on our hands." He beams. "Teach me."

"Give me another." I step towards him and take it from his hand, putting my other beer on the counter. "So you make a hole down here," I dig my house key into the can. "And then you hold it like this," I start to lean, putting the can to my mouth, and crack it open, downing the beer with a very small amount of spillage.

"Holy shit." I hear Harris from behind me. "Secret life of the artist."

"I have a lot of secrets." I wipe my mouth and the doorbell rings. "That'll be Nancy, Steve." I say and he goes to check his hair before heading towards he door.

"Hello, ladies." He swings the double doors open, just as the chorus to 'Raise a Little Hell' plays and I clap a hand over my mouth as it drops, a loud laugh falling out of it, and Harris turns to me, a big smile on his face too.

"That was the corniest thing I've ever seen." He whispers and I nod.

"Absolutely."

/

We somehow manage to get Tommy H and Carol to separate, and by we I mean Steve, and he moves the party outside, by the pool.

"It's a nice night." Harris says and I nod, looking up at the stars.

"The sky here is so nice. The stars are way brighter." I say, leaning my head back. "It's insane."

"One!" Tommy shouts, snapping me out of my daze. "Two!" He's swinging Carol by the pool. "Three!"