Teen Wolf Couples-One Shots

Liam & Hayden: Lacrosse

As Liam walked through the hallways, he couldn't help but look for Hayden. It was a habit at this point. It was natural. 

He didn't spot her, so he kept moving towards his locker; keeping a sharp eye just incase he found her along the way. 

He reached his locker with still no sign of Hayden. Not that he cared. He just owed her some more money, is all. Even though she told him to just forget about the money, he couldn't help but feel like he should still try. 

"Hey, Liam." Mason said approaching him with a book in his hands.

"Hey, whats up?" Liam asked putting some of his later classes books into his locker. 

"Dude, did you know that a Kitsunè can live up to 900 years or more?!" Mason was so caught up with the book in his hands, that Liam didn't have the heart to tell him he already knew.

"I do now." Liam said, shutting his locker, and heading to his first class with Mason right by his side.  When he entered the class room, his eyes went straight to Hayden's seat; exactly next to him. They had the option to change seats, but for some reason they always sat next to each other. With Mason on the other side of Liam of course. 

But Hayden, strangely, wasn't there. She wasn't wearing her usual dull colored clothes, or chewing her bright pink bubble gum, or trying to copy all the homework assignments before he even took a step into class. Hayden Romero wasn't there.

"Dude, chill? Will you?" Mason said sitting in his seat next to Liam's. 

"What?" Liam asked blankly as he sat down. 

"You've been obsessing over Hayden lately." Mason looked towards the door. "And from the looks of it, she's been doing the same." 

Liam looked over to the doorway, and his eyes immediately widened. He was shocked. He thought his mind was playing tricks on him. 

There, chewing her pink bubble gum, was Hayden Romero wearing his #9 lacrosse jersey for when he was playing at home games. It was tied back with what looked like one of her black hair ties. Her brown hair was curled in her same usual way, and besides his jersey, she had on black tights, and her black ankle boots. But, of course, the thing that shocked him most was she was wearing his jersey!

She sat down in her seat, and placed her brown leather shoulder bag on her chair. Liam, who is in an unbelievable state, watches her with complete awe. 

"Is that my jersey?" He finally whispers; giving Hayden's face a chance to grant a devilish smirk. She faced him, head on. 

She shrugged, and turned back to the front of the classroom. "Yeah, it is. So?" 

Liam was dumbfounded. He stuttered a few words before he finally just said everything. 

"How did you even get it?! It's in my locker! IN THE BOYS GYM LOCKERS! You know what? Never mind, thats not the important part, what is, is why are you wearing my jersey!? Hayden, if this is about the sixth grade I'm sor-"