"𝐬𝐡𝐞 𝐝𝐢𝐝 𝐢𝐭...𝐬𝐡𝐞 𝐤𝐢𝐥𝐥𝐞𝐝 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐧𝐨𝐠𝐢𝐭𝐬𝐮𝐧𝐞."
"𝐡𝐨𝐰?"
"𝐬𝐡𝐞 𝐰𝐚𝐬 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐟𝐢𝐧𝐚𝐥 𝐬𝐚𝐜𝐫𝐢𝐟𝐢𝐜𝐞."
a story in which scott was never the love allison was looking for.
stiles was.
( these lyrics have no correlation to the chapter, I just couldn't find a song that fit )
𝐒𝐓𝐈𝐋𝐄𝐒 ------------------
My arm felt numb. It was tingly all over the place and it hurt to move it. My other arm was draped over something. A pillow maybe? I tightened my grip to try and feel what it was, but it groaned.
Definitely not an pillow. I slowly opened my eyes, and came face to face with a sleeping Allison. I had stayed the night?
Apparently so, cause I don't think I've mastered teleportation yet.
I moved my numb arm up to a bend so blood could circulate through, but I never moved my other one. I traced my fingers along her exposed stomach. Her shirt had risen up just a little bit. I drew random patterns on her skin. My eyes were focused on her facial features. They were so relaxed when she was asleep. Her hair was a mess, but it was cute. She still looked like an angel.
And I probably smelt like rank ass morning breath.
"Stalker," I heard her whisper.
My eyes trailed from her hair to her face. she was smiling up at me. How did I get this lucky?
"Good morning to you to." I tucked a stray piece of hair behind her ear.
She covered her nose. "Go brush your teeth, stink."
I'm going to cry.
My eyes widened and she must've saw the panic in my face because she began laughing. "I'm kidding," she moved her hand to my cheek. "Not about brushing your teeth, but about stinking. You smell fine."
She brought her lips to mine. The kiss was small, just a peck on the lips, but it was everything to me. There was a permanent smile etched onto my face.
I opened my eyes. "Guess what?" I whisper to her.
"What?" She whispers back.
"Time for school!" I kiss the side of her head and stand up, straightening out my outfit. I hadn't changed since yesterday, which was fine. I wasn't really at school so it's not like anyone would notice.
