𝐁𝐑𝐎𝐊𝐄𝐍 𝐃𝐑𝐄𝐀𝐌𝐒 ✧ 𝐒. 𝐌𝐜𝐂𝐚𝐥𝐥 [𝟏]

𝐢. anchors

𝐁𝐑𝐎𝐊𝐄𝐍 𝐃𝐑𝐄𝐀𝐌𝐒 ⋅ ∙ ∘ ─── 𝑇𝑊
𝗔𝗖𝗧. 𝟰

𝐂𝐇𝐀𝐏𝐓𝐄𝐑 𝐎𝐍𝐄 | 𝐴𝑛𝑐ℎ𝑜𝑟𝑠

⋅ ∙ ∘ ☽ ༓ ☾ ∘ ⋅ ⋅

𝐇𝐀𝐑𝐋𝐎𝐖 𝐖𝐀𝐒 𝐒𝐋𝐄𝐄𝐏𝐈𝐍𝐆 𝐏𝐄𝐀𝐂𝐄-
𝐅𝐔𝐋𝐋𝐘 𝐀𝐒 𝐇𝐄𝐑 𝐌𝐈𝐍𝐃 𝐅𝐋𝐎𝐎𝐃𝐄𝐃 𝐖𝐈𝐓𝐇 𝐌𝐄𝐌𝐎𝐑𝐈𝐄𝐒 𝐎𝐅 𝐓𝐇𝐀𝐓 𝐍𝐈𝐆𝐇𝐓. Harlow gripped Scott's head, as he leaned her
back against his bed, as he kissed her neck.
More memories of that night filled her
head. Harlow and Scott haven't really
spoken since the night they slept together
as they had a bunch of unresolved feelings they were both trying to figure out.

Harlow was slowly awakened as she felt the sunlight hitting her eyes, as she opens them to see Lydia opening the girls blinds, before turning to Harlow, smiling brightly.

"Rise and shined sweetheart. It's time for school." Lydia said, before walking over to Harlow's closet to pull out an outfit for the girl. Harlow sits up in her bed, smiling at the girl.

"Nice to know things are finally feeling normal." Harlow said, smiling brightly before she got out of bed and walked towards Lydia who was rummaging through her closet.

"I know, but I must be dreaming, because what are these clothes." Lydia said, making Harlow turn to her offended.

"What's wrong with my clothes?" Harlow asked, making Lydia smile bright at the girl.

"It's just..nothing screams, 'Scott I want you to rip my clothes off.' Everything screams 'I don't want to have sex." Lydia said, causing Harlow's eyes to widen.

"Oh my god. Lydia!" Harlow said, her face turn red from embarrassment.

"What? I thought you wanted to sleep with each other again?" Lydia asked, making Harlow look at her sister with a shocked face. Being sisters, Lydia and Harlow were built in best friends and they told each other everything. Harlow obviously told Lydia that her and Scott slept together. "I'm just shocked it took you guys this long, I mean you've had this sexual tension since Freshmen year."

"Okay, how about you start the car and I'll meet you outside." Harlow said, grabbing Lydia practically shoving her out of her room, as Harlow quickly closes the door.

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𝐇𝐀𝐑𝐋𝐎𝐖 𝐀𝐍𝐃 𝐒𝐓𝐈𝐋𝐄𝐒 were walking together heading to class, before they stop noticing Scott looked to be running away from his own shadow. Harlow and Stiles glance at each other before running towards the boy, as Stiles grabs him by the shoulder.