Friendzoned
Derek always liked Stiles, Stiles just never thought about Derek the way he thought about him.
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"Derek, can you come over?" My voice cracked as I tried to even my breathing as I spoke.
"Of course. What's wrong?" I heard shuffling on the other side, I felt bad about calling him at almost dawn. I needed him, I don't know why I just didn't call Scott.
I was sniffling, I waited until I knew Derek would be climbing into my bedroom window. I stood by it opening it waiting for him to jump through. And almost five minutes later he came through engulfing me in a hug.
He walked us over to the bed and laid down dragging me down beside him. I was cuddled in his side tears staining his shirt. The silence was relaxing as Derek rubbed my back. "What's wrong, Stiles?"
I shook my head slowly looking at him, "he broke up with me." Derek sighed holding me tighter.
"Again," Derek raked his other hand through my hair. I nodded my head, he knew Ricky and I had an on and off relationship. He's always been the one to hear my constant crying.
"I still love him. I can't help it." I felt the tears welling in my eyes again.
"You'd be so much better with me."
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[March 3rd, 2015 Published]
