Teen Wolf Imagines

Liam- Part 2

EXTREMELY IMPORTANT NOTE:

This is a continuation of Liam. Apparently I forgot to publish it and I personally like stiles' character in this imagine. SO HERE IT IS! Don't forget to read Liam if you haven't read it yet!

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You stretch, looking around the room. Liam's room was pretty clean and his bed was extremely comfortable. You turn your head to see Liam lying with the blanket barely covering his essentials. A loud ringing sounds through the room and Liam groans. You pick up your phone, bringing to your ears.

"Hello?" You groan into the microphone.

"WHERE THE HELL ARE YOU?!" Stiles screams through the speaker.

"Sorry!" You yell back completely awake now. "We fell asleep." you sit up and wiggle your toes.

"Fell asleep!?!" he roars back. "Scott will cut my head off. Then yours. Then that friend of yours." he exaggerates. "Alright. I'm coming to pick you up. Give me the address." he says much calmer.

"NO!" You yell jumping up. You grab your pants off his chair. "I'll be there in 5 minutes!" you jump on one leg with the phone tucked between your ear and shoulder.

You pull on your pants then your shirt. Liam groans in bed, waking up. You send him a flying kiss and run down the stairs. "Just. A. Few. Minutes." You say through the phone- trying to pull on your shoes and tie up your hair at the same time. You run out of the house- not caring to look both sides of the road before dashing across it. A blue jeep beeps loudly.

"Y/N!" you hear stiles. Your eyes widen and you turn around. It was your worst nightmare.

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"Liam." Stiles nods angrily. "You and Liam." he repeats, pursing his lips. "He's gonna kill me. Scott is going to kill me." Stiles runs his hands over his face.

"He'll never find out!" you roll your eyes and Stiles looks over at you. "You can not tell him!" You turn your entire body in the seat to look at him.

"I-" he starts.

"STILES! He'll kill Liam! Did you know earlier this summer at the beach- this guy was staring at me from his beach blanket and Scott noticed so he threw a shawl over me! A SHAWL! At the motherfucking beach! Just cause some really hot guy was checking me out!" You explain. "Stiles, do you wanna be responsible for your best friend going to jail?" You ask him.

"FINE!" it takes him a few very pressuring seconds to decide but he does and its in your favor. You step out of his jeep as Malia comes down the porch to meet you guys. Her face scrunches up and then her eyes go wide.

"You were with Liam all night?!" she raises her eyes brow. Your smile drops.

"No..." you answer hesitantly.

"I can smell him all over you." she rolls her eyes.

"You can what- whatever! Just get the smell off me before Scott comes! He's already suspicious!" you run into the house and peel off your shirt before pulling on the change of clothes you'd brought. You hear Scott's car pull into the driveway just as you open the door.

"Thanks man!" Scott thanks Stiles and Malia before turning to me. "Let's go-" he freezes. He sniffs the air and my heart stops. He shakes his head. "Ever since Liam came over to babysit you and you guys ended up working out- your entire bedroom smells like him and now I smell him everywhere."

"W-wait!" Stiles grabs my shoulder. "You were w-working out with Liam. In your bedroom. On your bed." He says slowly.

"Yes Stiles! Where do you workout? On your desk?!" you give him a 'shut up already' look.