Because, I Love You (Liam Dunbar)

Season Six: Radio Silence

"Would you quit it?" I snickered as Liam continued to press kisses into my stomach.

"But I love this position," the werewolf grins ear to ear staring up at me with those baby blue orbs.

"I'm sure you do," I snort continuing to touch up the roots of my boyfriend's head. "But you're getting my t-shirt stained with your hair dye."

"You mean my t-shirt?" He remarked pulling at the white v- neck with black dye smeared on it.

"No, I mean mine," I grinned dipping the brush into the color before splashing it onto his head.

"Cute, very cute," he whispers pressing more kisses up the valley between my breasts.

I giggle throwing my head back.

"Liam!" I exclaimed as he took the paint brush from my hand throwing it into the mixing bowl. He swiftly stood up from my toilet seat, grasping on to the back of my thighs, picking me up and tossing me on to my bed.

"Liam your hair!" I gasped as he climbed on top of me.

"I'll buy you new sheets," he chuckled before diving in for a kiss his damped hair falling on to my face.

"You are gonna ruin my sheets and my face," I pull away wiping away at the dye upon my forehead.

"Oh there is more I want to ruin," my boyfriend smirks before smashing his lips upon mine completely shutting me up.

And he in fact ruined me, but little did he know he did that a long time ago.

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'What if I could like, lift things? But with my mind!'

'I am trying to learn little one,' my brother responds mentally shaking his head as he sat in front of me. I huffed and continued listening to our lesson.

"The corpus callosum is not only the largest white matter structure in the brain, but also the bridge connecting all parts of the brain to each other," Mrs. Finch goes on about our main function of life. "That ability for all parts of the brain to communicate, and to work together, help us make leaps in cognitive thinking. Any questions, thoughts, insight, Lydia?"

I looked over at the red head next to my brother who stared intently out of the window. Meeting to where her eyes were looking, a man looking over a blue jeep getting ready to tow it.

"I completely agree," Lydia responds immediately differing her attention back to the older lady in front of her.

"Is there something outside that's more fascinating than the structure of the human mind?" Our Bio teacher asks seeing as Lydia continued to gaze outside.

"No. I don't think so."

"No. Okay. Good," Mrs. Finch nods. "Now, many people credit the corpus callosum, uh, for giving us a sense of intuition, gut instinct, even we ourselves aren't aware..."

I see the red head continue to focus on the car outside.

'Lydia, what's wrong?' I ask her telepathically. She jumps in her seat slightly startled, but glances over at me. 

'That blue jeep,' she thinks her eyes fixated on the vehicle.'It has to do with Stiles.'

I knew last night wasn't just a feeling. It was confirmation.

'Follow my lead,' I forward to the banshee. 

I stood up abruptly from my seat, pressing my hand to my stomach.

"Mrs. Finch, I have to throw up," I blurt out.

"Go," the teacher rolls her eyes.

I jog outside of the classroom, only to be followed by Lydia a few moments later. The both of us head outside only to see a man getting ready to take the vehicle.