Not the same

Chapter 31

*Chris' P.O.V.*

Here I am sitting in my room debating on if I'm actually going to grow a pair and go talk to the adorable ADHD guy in the room across the hall. "What's my problem? All I have to do is get off my bed and go talk to him. And now I'm talking to myself, great." I decided I should just go for it. I walked across the hall to his door. I could hear shuffling so I knew he was in there. I knocked. Nothing. I knocked again. Still nothing. I decided to just walk in. "Stiles?" At first there was nothing. Then I saw a leg sticking out from the other side of the bed. Stiles was attempting to hide himself. I crossed my arms with a grin. "Wow I wonder where Stiles can be?" The foot was pulled behind the bed. "Stiles I can see you." There was a loud groan then Stiles stood up. "I'm not talking to you. But if I was I'd say get out of my room." Okay then so I guess this is how he's playing it. "Well fine, but before I go I just want to say I'm sorry, and I have the official plan but I guess if you want me to leave. Night Stiles." I walked back to my room and sat down. "Three, two" Knock, knock, knock. "One" I opened the door with a smile. "Yes Stiles?" He pushed past me. "What's the plan?" I knew it. I ran through the plan with Stiles. "So just me and you, in a car, alone?" I nodded. "But you know if you're mad at me." I glanced at him out of the corner of my eye. He was shaking his head excessively. "No, no, no it's fine."

"Okay we'll meet everyone at the motel tomorrow night." As he was walking out the door he turned back to me. "Hey Chris?"

"Yes?" He smiled at me. "I'm sorry for over reacting about everything. I was just being stupid." I pulled him into a hug. "Yes. Yes you were. Now shoo we have school tomorrow."

"Alright guys, We all know what we're supposed to do. Let's go." We all followed Sam out of the door and got into our respective cars. Twenty minutes later Stiles and I were parked on the side of the road waiting. "So how long do we sit here?" He asked. "Until the vamps show up." He nodded. "One more thing." he added. "Yes?"
"Is that my shirt?" He tugged on the blue and red flannel I was wearing. "Huh, I guess it is. It must've got mixed in with my laundry." When I turned back to him you could see the red rushing into his cheeks. He was so adorable. Maybe I should tell him my feelings. I mean he probably won't feel the same but I will feel better. "Hey Chris?" Stiles asked pulling me out of my thoughts. "Yeah Stiles?" He seemed extremely nervous. He began to stutter and twitch. It was actually really adorable. "Stiles, deep breaths. Now what is it?"
"I-I just thought that now would be a good time to tell you something." Oh no. No, Christal let him finish. If I don't tell him I swear I am going to explode. Before he could finish I interrupted. "Stiles I like you. Like really really like you." We both froze. Shit I screwed up. "I'm so sorry I probably just made everything weird." We sat in silence for a bit. But before I could say anything else to embarrass myself more there was a pair soft lips on my own.