Losing It ~ TeenWolf

Part 37

Charlotte

When we got in the car and started driving, all of the tension and awkwardness had disappeared, it felt as normal and easy as before I had gone off my meds.

"You look nice." He said as he looked over me and regarded my figure, my hands instinctively snaked their way around my stomach, covering my body.

"Heh, thanks, I wore the baggiest clothes I have so that I can hide how much weight I lost." I said awkwardly.

"You look amazing, you always look amazing, you shouldn't be so insecure." He said without looking at me.

"I know but it's-" I started.

"It's not that simple." He finished my sentence. "I get it. Don't worry." He smiled slightly. "Anyway.. so uh.. I wanted to talk about us.." he said and then suddenly the awkwardness had covered us in a claustrophobic blanket.

"Uh... yeah, ok." I felt my hands start to sweat.

"Are we still... togethor, or...?" He left the sentence open, not wanting to say the words.

"Yeah, why wouldn't we be?" My brows knitted in confusion.

"It's just... well, I mean, you offered to blow a guy in a gas station." He laughed awkwardly.

I suddenly remembered admitting that to Liam the day I went back on my meds and I realised how horrific it sounded. I had never done that to the guys I was dating, why would I ask some random guy?

I exhaled slowly and felt my shoulders tense. "I... I would never have done that if I was on my meds, I wasn't thinking straight, I-" I was cut off.

"I get that. And I understand that you have a mental illness and this can and probably will keep happening but I like you and I really don't want to be wasting my time." He said, his voice getting quieter towards the end of his sentence.

I felt guilt pool in my stomach. I liked Stiles and I really wanted to be with him.

I guess I hadn't fully thought about how much it could've affected him when I was off my meds.

"You aren't." I whispered, tears threatening to spill from my eyes.

"I just want to know, here and now, would you ever cheat on me?"

My head snapped up and I stared at him. "No! Of course not. I hate myself for going off my meds and hurting you and I... I won't do it again."

"Ok." He smiled warmly at me.

"So... what are we?" I asked awkwardly.

"I want us to be a couple." He said softly.

"I want that too." I smiled.

We drove the rest of the way listening to the quiet hum of the radio, I kept my eyes on either Stiles or the road ahead of us.

When we got to school, I was relieved to see that no one was looking my way. I sighed as I stepped out of the car.

Stiles and I walked towards the school holding hands. It was a cold day so the slightest warmth that spread across our hands was comforting.

We walked into the school and made our way to the cafeteria, Stiles asked me multiple questions about where I had van and what I had done when I was off my meds, it was very light and happy conversation, for which I was glad.

I told him how I ran away from the group of teens after I punched that guy and he laughed rather than scolded me, this was how I liked it, easy.

We saw Scott and the others sat at a table in the corner of the room and we went over and joined them.