Eight: Stiles POV

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A/N: I like the Stiles POV so i made another...

"Stiles!" Lia yelled. I turn to look at her. She ran up to me and KISSED ME! The girl I've loved since I was 5 kissed me. I just stood there like an idiot."

"You are an idiot," Scott says.

"When I said I need to talk to you about something important I didn't know you were going to be rude..." I needed to tell someone so I went to scott. Normally i would go to lia but i couldn't face her after not kissing her back. God, I'm such an idiot!

"You could always talk to her tomorrow before she leaves," Scott says.

"Ha, Yeah I can't go see her before she leaves," I say flopping onto my bed. Could this get any worse... No one answers that. The next day I layed in bed almost all day. Ill I could think about was lia. I loved her, and she would never know. My best friend... The girl who took my first kiss... The girl I love... was moving to georgia... Someone knocks on my door and then comes in.

"Hey," I hear Scott say. I look up about to respond when I see the red jacket in his hand.

"Lia told me to give you these," He handed me my jacket and a letter. I open the letter and start to read Lia's messy handwriting.

-Dear Stiles,

         By the time you're reading this I'll be on my way to the airport. I just had to let you know that I will miss you... I've never been good with emotions but you already knew that... You know everything about me. Well almost everything but i want you to know everything... Stiles my crush... The person I've had a crush on since forever is you. It's always been you Stiles... I love you Mieczyslaw Stilinski or as I like to call you Mischief... Goodbye Stiles.

                                                                                                                                  Love, Lia-

I felt the tears in my eyes. I dropped the letter and grabbed my key and the red jacket. I drove as fast as I could to Beacon Hills airport. As soon as I was there I ran to where lia said her gate was. When I saw her I yelled her name. When her eyes met mine she got up and ran to me. I admittedly hugged her.

"What are you doing here?" she asked.

"I couldn't let you leave without telling you the truth about how I feel," I said.

"What are you talking about," Lia says.

"This." I then pull her in a kiss. When I pulled away I looked in her beautiful green eyes. "Lia, I love you. I have loved you since we were little kids. I never told you because I didn't want to ruin our friendship. I tried to like Lydia so my crush on you would go away but it wouldn't."

"Stiles."

"Yeah?"

"Just shut up and kiss me again." And I did. She pulled away when we heard them call her section. She looked at me, we both had tears in our eyes. "I have to go."

"I know. I'll miss you a lot. Here this belongs to you." I then handed her my red sweatshirt. She took it and hugged me one last time. "I'll call you all the time." Then she left. As the months went bye we would call, text, send gifts. I had a whole collection of things she sent me but it wasn't as good as seeing her, holding her, kissing her.

A/N: I'm not crying, you are!

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