Dangerous Immortals [BoyxBoy]

A/n: Logan Lerman as Daniel McCall

Chapter 1: "Game On"

Liam Dunbar

"Liam!"

Someone was shaking me. I jerked up, stumbling back and almost falling out of the chair.

My teacher scowled at me. "Can you try to stay awake, Liam?"

"Sorry. Rough night." I said, yawning and stretching.

"You've never fallen asleep before in my class. Are you okay?" He asked.

"Oh I'm just dandy," I said, standing up and slinging my bag over my shoulder. "Catch you later, teacher."

He watched me leave his classroom without another word. Most teachers looked at me and realized I was a lost cause. I was used to it by now.

I am so tired of all this were wolf shit. Why would Scott bit me and to be his beta?

Seriously, I mean what the hell? It's hard enough being a damn teenager without all this immortal crap. I stretched out in a my computer chair after getting back from school. My whole body ached from trying to stay alive and avoid certain death from some other psycho creatures. I took off my shirt and stretch a bit.

I need a God-damn shower.

The hot water felt amazing running down over my body, like I could relax a bit. I soaped myself and cleaned off. I turned off the water and wrapped a towel around my waist before walking out of the bathroom. I yawned a little as I walked back into my room and shut the door behind me. As I stretched my arms out in front of me I saw a shadow on the floor that didn't belong to me. I turned my head and almost fell on the floor with a shock of seeing Scott standing by the dresser.

"Holy-! What the hell Scott?" I leapt away and rubbed my eyes.

He looked me up and down and I became increasingly aware that I was only in a towel. He gave me a bemused look and I held tighter to my towel.

"I... uh why-what are you doing here?" I asked.

"Can I stay for the night?" He asked.

"What?... fine but you're sleeping on the couch or floor. Haven't you spent enough time with us today?" I said.

He laughed. "Don't flatter yourself, I just need to get away from my gay brother."

"Why not go to Stiles' house? And wait did you say brother? I thought you're an only child?."

"He went out of town with his father for the weekend and yes I said brother actually an overly flamboyant gay brother ever since our father was murdered he has no where else to go and I already hate him." He answered with a sighed.

"You must really hate the poor kid." I said.

Scott rolled his eyes, his lips never moving from their thin line. He had his hands in his jean pockets and he had annoyed expression. I felt a shiver ran over me and looked over at the opened window.

"Seriously? Do I need to start locking my windows to avoid late night visits from my co-werewolves?" I asked this time his lips twitched a smile.

"Go get dressed it's getting awkward." He said layed on my bed.

I scowled, "oh no you're sleeping on the floor."

"But I'm your alpha,"

"My house, my rules." I told him before grabbing my clothes and went back to the bathroom to change.

When I went out of the bathroom I saw Scott lying on the floor he took one of my pillows and a comforter apparently in my closet since it's still opened and he was now snoring softly.