season 4
episode: 3, continuingBLAKE
༄ ‧₊˚ ★Scott and Stiles exhale deeply, sprinting back to their positions as Liam twirls his lacrosse stick in his hand. The shrill sound of Coach's whistle slices through the air, signaling the start of the play. With determined eyes, Scott and Stiles charge toward Liam.
Stiles leaps into the air, aiming to intercept, but Liam sidesteps him, sending Stiles crashing to the ground. I wince as Scott reacts quickly, ducking low and sweeping Liam's legs out from under him. The impact is hard, and Liam slams into the ground with a thud, the sound of cracking bones reaching my ears.
Coach drops the whistle from his lips, his face paling, while I spring up from my seat, my grip tightening around Stiles's lacrosse stick. Liam groans, writhing in pain on the grass. Stiles and Scott rip off their helmets, their faces filled with shock.
"Don't move! Don't touch him!" Coach shouts, sprinting across the field toward Liam.
"I'm okay, Coach. I'm alright," Liam grits out, thought his face shows the pain he's in as he attempts to stagger to his feet. Despite his protest, Stiles and Scott lift him from the ground, draping his arms over their shoulders for support.
Liam grimaces, struggling to catch his breath. "I think it's my leg," he manages to say.
"I think we better get him to the nurse," Stiles says, and Coach nods, pointing off the field.
As the trio limps past the bleachers, Stiles glances my way. I shake my head at him, and he bites his lip as they continue toward the nurse's office.
"You guys take a lap," Coach barks at the remaining players. "Run around... start running around the field!"
"Stupid!" Coach yells as he snatches a lacrosse ball from the grass and hurls it toward the bleachers. The ball rockets through the air, and my eyes widen as it hurls toward us. I react fast, using the lacrosse stick in my hands to catch the ball just before it hits Malia's face.
Malia jerks her head up, her eyes wide.
"Oh!" Coach gasps, his hand flying to his mouth. "Wow! Nice catch, Blake!"
"Throw it back!" he calls, regaining his composure.
I glance at the lacrosse stick in my hands, then back at Coach. Taking a deep breath, I hurl the ball back toward him. The ball flies through the air with unexpected force, hitting Coach square in the stomach. He doubles over, collapsing to the ground.
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Fanfiction❛ And all at once, you're all I want, I'll never let you go King of my heart . ❜ ༄ ‧₊˚ ★ ↳ 𝐂𝐎𝐍𝐓𝐈𝐍𝐔𝐀𝐓𝐈𝐎𝐍 𝐎𝐅 𝐁𝐎𝐎𝐊 𝟏 : "𝗌𝗈 𝗂𝗍 𝗀𝗈𝖾𝗌" (( Stiles Stilinski X Fem!OC...