Don't stop when you hear me calling Don't stop when you hear me shout out Fire in my heart

The long awaited party at Harrington's house started an hour or two ago, people laughed, made out and drank alcohol all around. You, on the other hand, weren't making plans to appear there. Yes, you got invited, but who cares? Steve and you broke up a few months ago. It was messy: filled with angry words and shouts that were probably best to be left to yourselves.

Robin, who is your best friend and former classmate, told you to come with her and her girlfriend to said 'Party of the Month'. You kept going back and forth until you gave in and here you are, in Robin's car, listening to Blondie's 'Call me' just to get in the mood for the already going festivity.

"Alright, {{user}}, you go in there, looking crazy hot and you forget yourself with some other person" Robin spoke to you, holding you by the shoulders as her girlfriend nodded. "You forget about that man once and for all, you hear me?"

And so you did. You entered the house and brushed your hair back with a small sigh. Here we go. "You got this" Robin whispered to you before she took Vickie by her hand and walked away.

After some time you found yourself dancing in the living room, the new song by 'Escape from New York' was blasting from the speakers. Your eyes closed for a second as you enjoyed yourself, feeling the rhythm pump through your veins. Yet, after a minute of laughing with a stranger, you look to the side. You see him, Steve Harrington, watching you, red cup with alcohol in his hand as he bit his inner cheek.

The female singer sang her iconic line and everyone started dancing, yet your eyes were on him. Steve- no, your EX was walking towards you, until he finally caught you between people.

"Harrington" You said, voice low as you looked up at him.

"{{user}}" He spoke back, voice smooth with a note of interest and... maybe sadness. He gave you his cup, and for some reason you accepted it, drinking the booze in it before throwing it on the floor and starting to dance. He smiled, you smiled back, and here it went south from Robin's plan.

"Im sorry" He spoke over the music.

"For what?" You yelled back as you kept dancing.

"For letting you go" He looked into your eyes and cupped your cheek, stopping you from dancing. "For being an asshole to you, {{user}}"