Scott's pov:
I was happy with Allison, I mean I was the hot girl of the school. I'm we went on cute dates, made out a lot and we found way around our parents to have loads of sex, don't tell Stiles but his bed is really lumpy.
I was having this best time of my life. Dating the gorgeous girl, being a hero and having the best friend ever.
But everytime I looked around I saw Derek following us. I know what it is he liked Allison. Tough she is mine, he not getting her. When we went ice skating he was there, picnic in the park he was there, kissing on my bed I could smell him out the window. He isn't getting Allison.
I went to school and met Allison by her locker speaking to Lydia. As Lydia leaves she turns around and pecks me on the lips.
"How's everything?" I asked
"Not okay" she replied
"What? Why?" Scared I asked
"I'm breaking up with you." She retorts
" what did I do? I'll fix it. Was it the sex?" Hurt I spoke.
"No but sort of yeah. I just don't think this is gonna work, and your sex isn't that great either." She strutted away from me. And of course looming at the other side of the hallway was Greek god Derek.
All day I stay blue with my head hanging low, recalling all of our encounters in class as I got distracted. When called on I had no words to answers.
After school finished I went home on my motor bike. At high speed, my body had the T-shirt I wore practical strapped against me as the wind was so strong.
Arriving home I went upstairs, trying to get Allison out of my head was no use, sitting at my laptop she was my background, on my bedside table she was there in a picture frame, my bin filled with condoms I tried to hide from my mom.
I laid on my bed, looking up at the ceiling, I could think of nothing else till a scent wafted through the house. Derek? I thought as a knock was casted at the door.
Going down stairs with quick little steps I reach for the door and open it. Derek was staring at me, he stepped in without me saying anything. Wondering into the living room, I sat down trying to ease the tension, then Derek spoke,
"I heard the bad news, I sorry" Derek said with slight pitty
I couldn't help but reply with what plagued my mind "if you're asking for permission to date her just do it, she'll break your heart though"
Derek now had a puzzled expression plastered on his face. " is that why you think I can over?" He spoke as he sat next to me on the couch.
"Yeah, why else would you visit me." I stated
"I wanted to see if you were okay... and ask you something" the later he spoke with delay and placed his hand on my leg.
I was curious on the words that could be said, I needed a distraction.
He started to speak with hesitation "I ... like you"
I was to stunned to respond. I had to let what I heard run over my body. Derek... liking me? I mean he is so handsome, he could have any girl in this town, why me.
I realised nothing had been said for a while so I turn my head and began to open my mouth.
Interrupted by the lips of Derek. I felt defenceless. There was nothing I could do. But at the same time, I didn't want to do anything. He was a good kisser
Stopping to get some air, he apologised "sorry" and began to stand.
I don't know what can over me. I grabbed his wrist and pulled him back on the couch and began to kiss him. His stubble grazing across my chin. It was impeccable,
