A/N: Welcome! I want to start by thanking everyone who read my previous story and left your reviews on it. A lot of you are asking for a continuation from that, and I am considering the idea of following up with a compilation of one-shots showcasing various significant events taking place over the future, OR maybe even a full-blown sequel. We'll see. However, THIS fic is completely unrelated to that one; this is its own story to tell. It is rated M for language, some brief sexual content, and sensitive subject matter in a future chapter. I hope you enjoy the first chapter!

Disclaimer: I do not own Stranger Things or any of its original characters.

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Mike rolled off of El onto his back and looked up at the ceiling, breathing heavily as he came down from the high he had been on all morning. Next to him, El pulled the covers up to chest level and turned onto her side, propping herself up on one elbow to face him.

"That was amazing," she sighed, her messy hair falling over her shoulder and hanging in front of her chest.

"Which time?" Mike laughed, turning his head to catch his girlfriend's gaze. El laughed and swatted his arm before rolling forward and snuggling into his side, her head resting on his chest.

"I have to get up and get ready," she grumbled.

"It's not too late to call Max and cancel," Mike suggested with a grin.

"You know I can't do that," El said.

"Sure you can. Just say 'Max, as much as I would love to drive all the way to Terre Haute and surround myself with people I don't know on a college campus that I've never been to, I would much rather stay at home this weekend and keep having sex with my boyfriend.' Friends don't lie, after all," Mike replied, running his fingers through El's hair. El sighed and shook her head, looking up to face him.

"We both know how well that would go over," she said. "Besides, we won't be surrounded by tons of people. We're just going to visit Robin, and we'll be back tomorrow afternoon."

"I know, I know," Mike relented. "But I'm allowed to be a little selfish." El smiled and leaned forward to place a kiss on Mike's lips.

"Why don't you do something with Lucas this weekend?" she suggested when she pulled back.

"That's probably what I'll end up doing," Mike sighed. "Just promise me you won't go to any frat parties and fall in love with some college guy."

"Aww, babe," El teased, caressing her hand down the side of Mike's face. "Is that what you're worried about? Well you know I can't make any promises." Mike rolled his eyes and shook his head, pushing El off of him and standing from his bed.

"So this is what giving a girl five years of my life gets me," he said jokingly, pulling on his boxers.

"Come on, you know I'm only joking," El smiled, sitting up on her knees on the edge of the bed and holding the covers around her torso. Mike stood in front of her and tucked her hair behind both of her ears, letting his hands rest on her bare shoulders.

"I know," he said softly. He leaned down to kiss El again, and his lips lingered on hers for a moment before pulling back. "Max will be here in twenty minutes. If you don't want to miss her, you better start getting ready." El nodded and stood from the bed to gather her clothes so she could get dressed before brushing her hair and touching up the little bit of makeup she was wearing. She double-checked the overnight duffle bag she had brought, and when she was ready, El and Mike walked downstairs to wait for Max in the living room.

Twenty minutes later, Max's car pulled into the driveway, and the redhead hopped out of the driver's seat and hurried to the front door to let herself in. She walked into the living room, following the call of El's voice letting her know where she and Mike were.

"You ready to go?" Max asked El excitedly. El looked over at Mike and shot him an apologetic look before kissing him on the cheek.

"Yep, I'm ready!" she replied, standing from the couch and grabbing her duffle bag. Mike walked to the front door with El, taking her hand and turning her toward himself when they reached the doorway. He placed his hands on her waist and leaned in to kiss her. Max rolled her eyes as El wrapped her arms around Mike's neck to pull him closer into the kiss. When El pulled back, she saw Max out of the corner of her eyes with her hands on her hips, tapping her foot impatiently.

"You guys act like you won't be seeing each other again literally tomorrow," Max said annoyed.

"Be safe, and call me when you get home tomorrow," Mike said to El, ignoring Max's annoyance.

"I will, sweetie," El nodded. "I love you."

"I love you too," Mike said as El picked up her bag she had set on the floor and she and Max walked out the door toward Max's car.

"I swear, I have never seen a couple as nauseatingly touchy-feely as you two," Max said as she drove away from the cul-de-sac and turned en route to the highway.

"Oh, come on, we're not that bad," El argued.

"Not that bad? El, you've known for days what time I was picking you up today. The makeout session couldn't have happened before I got there?" Max pointed out.

"It wasn't a makeout session; it was a goodbye kiss," El defended herself. "Besides, I thought we were past this whole you-hating-on-Mike thing."

"I am not hating on Mike," Max sighed. "It's just that I know how serious you two have gotten, and if you're not careful, I think you could run in to the same issue we had a few years ago when all you two wanted to do was be with each other and no one else. I don't want you to start blowing off me and the rest of your friends just to spend every second with your boyfriend again."

"It's not like that," El assured her. "I know it seemed like that at first when I first moved back to Hawkins last year, but it was only because for the first time after two years, we weren't going to have to plan to see each other only on holidays and school breaks."

"I guess you're right," Max said slowly, nodding her understanding. "You really did get a lot better once school started last year. Surprisingly, you spent more time at my locker than at Mike's."

"See?" El smiled, trying to prove her point.

"Then again, you and I also don't take the classes that the boys do," Max pointed out.

"Regardless, you're my best friend, and I care about spending quality time with you," El said.

"You better," Max laughed. "So are you excited for your first visit to a college campus?"

"I don't know," El shrugged. "Seeing Robin will be fun, but what are we going to do?"

"Whatever we want. Robin said her mini fridge is stocked with drinks, and she said something about a couple parties going on tonight," Max replied. "No parents, no teachers. For the next twenty-four hours, you're going to feel more free than you ever have." El nodded in response. She thought about Mike's request for her not to go to any parties, but she decided to keep that to herself to avoid hearing Max talk about how controlling Mike was being. El knew that there was an important difference between being controlling and being protective, and for whatever reason, Max refused to acknowledge that whenever it came to Mike.

For the next hour and a half, the two girls enjoyed sharing gossip they had heard at school, talking about their plans for their senior year they had just started, and listening to music. Finally, they started seeing signs for Indiana State University, and soon Max was pulling into a gas station near campus. Robin had instructed Max to meet her there so she could lead the two girls to the visitor parking lot reserved for visitors of students living in the dorms. After a moment, Max saw Robin waving from the open window of the driver's seat of her car. Max drove toward her until she was close enough to hear Robin call out for her to follow her to the parking lot. As they drove through campus, El watched out the window as they passed groups of students walking by, studying in the grass, sunbathing in the grass, playing cornhole, and just enjoying their Saturday afternoon. Max came to a stop in a parking spot in a lot marked by a visitor sign, and the two of them got out of the car to greet Robin.

"Max! How are you?!" Robin exclaimed, quickly wrapping Max into a tight hug.

"I've been good! How are you? How are classes going?" Max asked, pulling back from the hug.

"So far, so good," Robin replied. "Hi El!" She turned to give El a hug as well before the three of them piled into Robin's car and drove toward the dorm that she lived in.

"What do you guys want to do first? Do you want a tour? Are you hungry?" Robin asked after they exited the car. "It's too beautiful outside to hang out in the dorm." Max and El agreed as the late August breeze blew through their hair.

"I don't know about you two, but I'm starving," Max said. El and Robin agreed that they were hungry as well, so Robin started to lead them toward her favorite on-campus dining option. As they walked through campus, Robin pointed out several different buildings where she attended classes. El watched with wide eyes as Robin pointed these out, wondering how she would ever expect herself to survive in such an environment. El had had hard enough of a time adjusting to high school the previous year when Joyce had moved the family back to Hawkins and El had started her junior year with Will, Mike, and the rest of their friends. After an entire year within the walls of the high school, El felt confident enough for their senior year, but looking around herself now, she saw major concerns raising about college.

"Hello? Earth to El," Max's hand waved in front of El's face to bring her back to the present.

"Sorry," she blushed.

"I said we're here. If you want a burger or chicken tenders, go through that door over there. If you want Chinese food, come with me this way," Robin said. All three girls walked in the direction of Chinese food, and a short time later, they were sitting outside, El's first experience with college food staring up at her from the tray sitting on the table.

"Are you two down to check out a party or two tonight?" Robin asked, using her chopsticks to maneuver the noodles on her plate.

"Absolutely!" Max exclaimed. Robin and Max looked across the table at El and noticed her look of apprehension.

"I've never been to something like that," El shrugged.

"Max and I will be there the whole time, and if you feel uncomfortable at all, we can leave. But I promise, you'll be fine," Robin assured her with a smile. Reluctantly, El nodded, agreeing to accompany them to the party.

After they finished eating, Robin showed them around campus a bit more. She pointed out the library, the basketball arena, and they walked around one of the stores in the student union which was full of university apparel and other merchandise. When Robin had nothing more to show them, the girls headed back toward her dorm, Robin excited to introduce Max and El to her roommate. When they walked into the dorm room, El was shocked at how small it was. It was barely larger than a walk-in closet. There were two desks, one on each wall on either side of the room, and two beds, one at a normal height and the other lofted above a couch. A girl with blonde har and freckles hopped up from the couch wearing a huge smile when the three of them entered the room.

"Max, El, this is my roommate Abby," Robin introduced. Abby greeted Max and El happily, embracing each of them in a warm hug.

"It's nice to meet you! Robin has told me a lot about you," she said through her smile. "How was your look around campus?"

"It was great! There is so much to see and do here. It's way better than Hawkins," Max replied with a laugh.

"Well Robin tells me you two are seniors. Maybe we'll see you around here next year!" Abby exclaimed.

"Stop trying to recruit them. They're here to hang out and get away for a night, not to join your sorority," Robin said with a smirk. Abby cocked her head to the side and crossed her arms over her chest.

"Excuse me for being welcoming," she said sarcastically. "Do you two girls want a drink?" Abby walked toward their mini fridge which was situated on the other side of the couch under the lofted bed. El glanced over at Max, unsure of how to respond, but Max quickly responded with her own "Yes please!"

"This is just to loosen you up a bit for the party tonight," Abby said, handing Max and El each a cup of vodka and pink lemonade. While Abby returned to the mini fridge to make a drink for each Robin and herself, Robin offered Max and El seats on the couch while she situated herself on the bed, leaning back against the wall.

"So El, how are things with Mike?" Robin asked, accepting the drink Abby handed her as Abby climbed onto the bed and sat next to Robin.

"Things with Mike are great," El replied with a smile. She took a small sip of the beverage in her hand and, to her delight, she really only tasted the pink lemonade.

"You've been together how many years now?" Robin questioned.

"It'll be five years in a couple months," El said, to which Abby nearly choked on her drink.

"Five years?!" Abby repeated. "What, did you meet when you were babies?"

"We were twelve," El clarified.

"And he's the only guy you've ever been with?" Abby asked incredulously. El glanced over at Max in confusion, but she was not met with any help from her friend. In fact, El thought she saw almost as much judgement in Max's eyes as she did in Abby's.

"Yes, he's the only guy I've ever been with," El replied, and Abby shook her head. "What's the big deal?"

"No offense, El. I know that we hardly know each other. But when were you planning on getting out there? Playing the field?" Abby asked. El looked over at Max again for assistance with Abby's phrases.

"She means when are you going to try dating someone other than Mike," Max explained.

"Not even date, necessarily. Just experiment with, at the very least," Abby clarified. El furrowed her brow, taken aback by the insinuation that she needed to be with someone else.

"Why would I want to do that?" El asked.

"Don't you ever wonder what it might be like to go out with another guy?" Abby asked.

"No, of course not. I love Mike," El replied.

"I never said you didn't. I loved Thomas, too," Abby said. "Thomas was my high school boyfriend. We dated for three years before we moved to different cities for college. We thought we would try out the long-distance thing, but a few weeks in, I began to realize that I owed it to myself to really put myself out there. I was tying myself down to a guy that I met before I could even drive a car. Did I really want him to be the only guy I would ever so much as go on a date with?" El pursed her lips and took another sip of her drink. She had not been expecting to have to defend her relationship this evening.

"Well I don't feel that way," El replied dryly. "Mike doesn't have me tied down. I am with him because I want to be with him."

"He really is a good kid, and they are great together," Robin offered El some assistance, and El could see a look of apology in Robin's eyes for bringing Mike up.

"I'm sure he is. I don't mean to talk badly about him or anything. Obviously, I've never even met him," Abby said quickly. "I'm just speaking from experience when I suggest that, El, you should consider your options so you don't wake up one day twenty years from now and realize the rest of your life was decided for you when you were twelve years old."

"How much vodka did you put in your drink?" Robin joked before turning to El, an apology still in her eyes. "She must be drunk already." Luckily, they changed the subject and started talking about some guys that were going to be at the party tonight. El was barely listening; she was thinking about what Abby had said. How dare Abby act like she knew anything and El and Mike's relationship. It was not Abby's place to give that type of advice. Still, did she have a point? El knew it was unusual for people their age to have already been in a five-year relationship, but she just thought it proved they were soulmates. She gulped down the rest of her drink and pushed Abby's negativity out of her mind. Of course she and Mike were soulmates. Abby didn't know what she was talking about.

Later that night, Robin and Abby started going through their closets to find outfits to wear to the party. When Abby looked in Max and El's bags and saw the clothes they had packed, she turned up her nose and offered to find them something in her closet. She laid out a black scoop-neck dress for El and a red top and black skirt for Max. El changed into the dress which ended mid-thigh and was more form-fitting than she was used to. Abby then sat El down and teased her hair a bit to give it more volume, and she added a bit more makeup, as El generally wore a natural look. When they were ready to go, El looked in the mirror and widened her eyes in shock at how much older she looked simply from wearing her hair and makeup differently.

"You two look fantastic!" Abby squealed, proud of herself for her part in their makeovers. The four girls exited the dorm and began the walk toward the other side of campus. El noticed it seemed like the amount of people walking through campus now had doubled since the afternoon, and they were all dressed up like they were going to parties as well. Was this what Saturday nights were always like?

"Tonight may be a little extra rowdy," Robin said, almost as if she had read El's mind. "It is everyone's first weekend back here."

After a while, they approached a large white house. People filled the spacious porch and the balcony above the porch, and the sound of the music inside seemed to actually rattle the building. El looked up at the Greek letters adorned in the center of the house above the balcony, and she knew this was exactly the type of party that Mike had asked her not to go to. She took a deep breath and followed Abby and Max inside the house, Robin right behind her. When they opened the front door, the sound of the music seemed to double in volume, and there were people packed in shoulder-to-shoulder. The girls made their way through the foyer to find some space in the living room.

"Let's get some drinks," Abby hollered and pointed in the direction that El assumed was the kitchen. They walked past groups of people, some dancing, some talking, some making out in ways El never thought people actually did in public. When they reached the kitchen, there were a couple different large punch bowls with plastic cups set up on the counter. Abby started grabbing cups and scooping the red liquid into them, and El accepted the one she was handed. She took a sip and scrunched her face up at how bitter it tasted.

"What's in this?" she asked, pointing at her cup. Abby shrugged as she took a giant swig of her own. The girls headed back toward the living room, bumping in to people along the way. Max and El sat next to each other on the arm of the couch while Robin and Abby stood facing them, drinking their beverages. When the song changed, Abby squealed in excitement and started moving her hips to the beat of the new song. El watched in shock when a man walked up behind Abby, placed his hands on her hips, and started moving right along with her. Did Abby know this man? El didn't think so. Yet Abby seemed to enjoy dancing with him.

"Let's go get another," Max said into El's ear, pointing at her empty cup. El looked down at her own cup which was still half full and then back up at Max. "Just chug it!" El looked at the red liquid again and hesitantly brought it to her mouth before downing the contents in three large gulps.

"Woooo! That's what I'm talking about!" Abby yelled, pointing at El in excitement after El had finished her drink. El and Max stood and disappeared again to the kitchen to refill their cups. When they returned to the couch, Abby's mouth was attacking the mouth of the guy who had come to dance with her, and Robin seemed to be engulfed in conversation with a petite dark-haired girl along the wall. Max and El reclaimed their seats on the arm of the couch, and El started sipping her drink. It didn't taste quite as bitter to her, and she wasn't sure why, but it seemed to be going down a lot more smoothly than her first cup had. El felt herself start to sway back and forth to the music that was filling her head, and she felt her feelings of discomfort and apprehension about attending the party leave her mind and become replaced with happiness as if she didn't have a care in the world.

"Hey!" A male voice greeted them. El looked up to see two guys standing before herself and Max. One had thick blonde hair and striking blue eyes and stood an entire foot taller than her. The other had chestnut hair, green eyes, and tan skin. "Wanna dance?" El started to shake her head. She smiled politely, about to decline by saying they both had boyfriends, but Max suddenly grabbed ahold of El's hand and pulled her to her feet.

"Yeah! Let's go!" Max exclaimed, leading El a few steps away. Max kept ahold of El's hand as she started moving her body to the rhythm of the music that filled the house. Since Max was with her, El felt comfortable swaying and began to mirror Max's movements to the music. As the song changed, Max tilted her head back and gulped down the rest of her drink, and the blonde guy disappeared down the hallway without saying a word. He returned a moment later carrying two more plastic cups filled with the red liquid. He handed one to Max and gestured toward El's cup, suggesting she had to finish hers before she could have more. El took the final drink and then traded her empty cup for the full one that the guy offered her.

Max and El kept dancing to the music and taking sips of their drinks. El watched as the guy with the darker hair pressed himself up behind Max, placing his hands on her hips, and he and Max seemed to move in sync to the music. El smiled when she felt someone press up behind her as well. She moved her hand down and laced her fingers between the fingers of the hand that was on her hip, and she continued to move her hips to the music, sipping her drink. As she finished her cup once again, she felt the parted lips of the person behind her touch her neck and begin lightly sucking, followed by a tongue gently gliding over the skin. El tilted her head back, a small moan escaping her lips, and out of the corner of her eye she saw the blonde hair. El's drooping eyes shot wide open when the realization hit her that this wasn't Mike. She threw the hand that she was holding off of her and took a step forward quickly, turning around to face the guys she had been dancing with.

"What the hell?" he said angrily.

"I… I… need to use the bathroom," El mumbled, not caring if he or Max heard her excuse. El began to stumble down the hallway until she reached the open bathroom door. She turned inside the room and closed and locked the door, leaning her back against it and sliding down until she was sitting on the floor. El was breathing heavily and her eyes filled with tears as the guilt started to set it. She reached out and ripped off some toilet paper to dry her face with and placed a hand over her chest while she heaved through her tears. When she was calming down, El began to shakily stand up and walked toward the bathroom sink. She looked at herself in the mirror over the sink and noticed that she couldn't stand still. Even grasping the edge of the sink, El was swaying back and forth. She stared into the reflection of her glazed eyes while she wiped the tears and eyeliner that had begun to streak.

"You're okay. Pull yourself together," she whispered to herself. She hadn't really done anything wrong, after all. She was just dancing with her friend Max. Sure, she was caught up in the moment at first and let another man dance with her, but when reality kicked in and she noticed it wasn't Mike, El had immediately pushed him away and left the situation. There was nothing she could have done differently. El took a deep breath and threw the toilet paper into the trash can. When she opened the bathroom door, Max and Robin were waiting outside and quickly pushed their way into the bathroom with El, closing the door behind them.

"Are you okay?" Robin asked.

"Yeah, yeah I'm fine," El nodded. "I just… got a little freaked out I guess."

"This is your first time being drunk, isn't it?" Robin realized. El nodded again. "Okay, let's grab Abby and head back to the dorm."

"No, you don't have to do that because of me," El protested.

"It's okay, El. Robin and I are ready to go anyway," Max insisted. El knew that Max was having a good time, but she wasn't going to argue. El nodded her agreeance, and the three of them left the bathroom to find Abby.

A few minutes later, the four girls were walking back to the other side of campus where Robin and Abby's dorm was. They hadn't been counting how many cups Abby had drank, but she was stumbling worse than the other three. Robin had one of Abby's arms around her neck to stabilize her as they walked down the sidewalk. El knew they were taking the same path that they had taken several hours prior, but it seemed like the walk had doubled in length. When they finally reached Abby and Robin's dorm, Abby flopped onto her bed, passing out almost immediately. Robin pulled out the couch into a full-size bed and offered Max and El some pillows and blankets. They prepared for bed, and moments after Robin turned the lights out, El heard Robin's soft snoring from the lofted bed above, and she heard Max's slow and steady breathing from beside her on the pullout couch. El stared straight up at the dark ceiling, her head still spinning from the liquor, and laid there for hours before falling asleep.

The next day, the girls awoke and got breakfast from the dining hall downstairs in the dorm. After showering and getting their bags packed again, Max and El hugged Abby goodbye, and Robin led them down to her car to give them a ride to the visitor parking lot where they had parked the previous day. Max and El thanked Robin for letting them stay the night and showing them a good time. Soon, the two of them were on the road back to Hawkins, riding in silence as El watched the scenery pass out the window.

"That was so much fun. We should come stay again sometime," Max said, breaking the silence. She waited to see if El would respond, and she did not. "El, is something wrong?"

"You agree with Abby, don't you?" El asked, turning to face Max. "About Mike and I."

"What do you mean?" Max asked, furrowing her brow.

"She was saying all that stuff about how I need to be with other guys, and the only person who tried to defend me was Robin," El said. Max felt guilty when she saw a trace of hurt in El's eyes.

"I just think she had some valid points," Max sighed. "You're only seventeen, and you're already in a relationship that has lasted longer than some marriages. Mike is the only guy you've ever dated, the only guy you've ever kissed, the only guy you've ever had sex with."

"So?" El said defensively.

"So, I can't imagine if Lucas and I had only ever been with each other," Max continued.

"Are you saying Mike and I should break up every few months like you and Lucas do?" El asked in disbelief.

"I know you don't understand the structure of mine and Lucas's relationship," Max said. "I really do care about him. Hell, I would even say I love him. But I love him as a person because he is such a great guy. And sure, we may end up together forever someday, but right now, we have a mutual understanding that our relationship remains casual. We both wanted to be able to see what's out there so that we know we are making the right choice to be together if we end up together."

"I just don't understand how you could want that if you love someone," El said in confusion.

"When I say I love Lucas, I mean just that. I love him. He's a great guy, I want to be around him, I care about him and what's going on in his life. I don't mean that I am in love with him and dream about getting married and having his children. We're only seventeen," Max explained.

"So… you think I should break up with Mike so I can see other people?" El asked.

"I only think you should do that if you think it would be beneficial for you," Max replied. "I told you to break up with Mike once, and you listened, and that lasted all of two days. But we are older now, and you need to be able to make your own decisions about what you want out of your relationship. I just want you to understand that you do have options." El nodded.

"I understand," she said, turning to look out the window again. After a few minutes, another question crossed El's mind. "Do you think Mike thinks about this too? Do you think he wonders what it would be like with other girls?"

"I don't know, maybe," Max shrugged. "He's honestly never said anything about it to me or to Lucas as far as I know. But maybe you should bring it up, talk about it. Just see where his mind is with everything." El leaned back against the headrest of the passenger seat and molded over Max's advice. The two barely spoke the rest of the ride home.

"Thanks for driving," El said when Max pulled up to her house. El reached over and gave Max a hug before grabbing her bag and stepping out of the car. As Max drove away, El walked inside and was greeted by Joyce and Will sitting on the couch watching television.

"El! Welcome home," Joyce stood to hug her daughter. "Did you have a good time?"

"Yeah, we had a lot of fun," El replied with a smile.

"Just think, you'll be applying to colleges yourself this year," Joyce said, which made El briefly think about being in that environment with so many people all the time.

"Well now I know a bit more of what to expect," El replied. "I'm going to go call Mike and let him know I'm home. Do you care if he comes over?"

"Of course not," Joyce waved her hand. El went into the kitchen and dialed Mike's phone number.

"Hello?" said a female voice after the third ring.

"Hi Mrs. Wheeler. Is Mike home?" El asked.

"He is. Just a second, dear," Karen said on the other end. El heard Karen's muffled voice call for Mike, and a moment later he answered the phone.

"Hey baby, how was your trip?" Mike asked when he got on the phone.

"I can tell you all about it when you get here. Wanna come over?" El asked.

"Sure. I'll see you in a little bit. I love you," Mike said.

"I love you too," El replied before hanging up the phone. She was confused by the subtle lingering feeling of guilt in her stomach, but she ignored it while she waited for Mike to arrive. When he got there, after briefly chatting with Joyce and Will, Mike followed El down the hallway into her bedroom. She sat on her bed and patted the spot next to her, waiting for Mike to join her, which he did. Mike lifted his hand to the side of El's face and guided her lips to his.

"I missed you," he said softly when the kiss had ended.

"I missed you too," El smiled.

"So, how was it? How's Robin doing? What did you guys do?" Mike asked. El didn't answer right away; she looked into the brown eyes that were looking back at her and felt foolish for even letting the idea cross her mind that she could ever consider being with anyone else.

"We can talk about that later," El said before biting her bottom lip and shifting her body over Mike's so she was straddling him on the bed, pinning him between herself and the wall. She leaned forward to kiss him, his lips parting to accept her tongue into his mouth while his hands roamed over her body. Abby and Max were wrong, El told herself. This is all she ever wanted, and nothing would be able to change that.

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A/N: Thank you for reading the first chapter. Let me know what you're thinking so far, and I will update as soon as I can!