misunderstood | stiles stilinski

Chapter Nineteen

"So Ryan was right..." I mumbled when everything Stiles had said had sunken in.

"Are you being serious right now? I spill my guts out to you...I explain everything...do you know how much it took me to bring myself to tell you all of this? And you ju-" He started to ramble angrily and I had to put my hand over his mouth to stop him, a slight smile playing on my lips.

"Let me finish. Ryan said something about me breaking your heart." I looked into his eyes before continuing. "I guess he was right I did break your heart, without me even knowing, and in return you broke mine..." I removed my hand from his mouth and he looked at me with sorrow in his eyes.

"Technically Ryan broke my heart, but that sounds wrong so ..." Stiles said and smiled at me. I smiled back. Not knowing what to say I wrapped my arms around his neck. He tensed for a second before wrapping his arms around my waist and nestling his head into the crook of my neck.

"You know... I never really got over you either. Which is surprising considering the way you acted towards me." I chuckled lightly and Stiles removed his head from its position to look at me.

"I'm sorry." He whispered his eye scanning my face and finally setting on my lips. "I want to kiss you Claire." He breathed making me shiver. I wanted to kiss him ,too. But I wanted to take it slow. I moved my hands from around his neck to each side of his face.

"Stiles, I want to take things slow okay? I don't want it to turn out the way it did last time. I-I don't think I could handle that again." I looked at him intendly and he nodded. "Just promise me that whatever happens, we talk about it okay? We won't let anyone mess things up between us again."

"Yes. God yes of course." He nodded and leaned in but I stopped him. "Really? That slow?" Stiles asked with a raised eyebrow. I smiled sheepishly. "Okay." He whispered and kissed my cheek before engulfing me in a hug again.

We sat like that for a while until I took a glance at the digital clock on my nightstand. "We should try to sleep." I loosened the grip around Stiles and looked at him. "We have a long ride ahead of us tomorrow. I'll quickly grab you some clothes okay? I'm sure I have something big enough to fit you." Stiles nodded and I got up and entered my walk in closet. I liked wearing big shirts for slepping so I grabbed him one of those and a pair of sweat pants that were too big for me. I could've just given him his clothes back but I simply didn't want to.

We made ourselves ready for bed and then snuggled up together under the sheets. My head was rested on his chest and he ran his hand absently over my hair. When my phone rang I quickly shot up expecting it to be the hospital but it was just my mom. I answered the phone and lay back down in my previous position.

"Hi Mom." I ran my free hand over Stiles stomach drawing random patterns on it while listening to her.

"Claire honey,  Nadine just called me and told me what happened. How did you get there? Are you alright?" My mom's voice was full of concern.

"Stiles drove me. And yes I'm alright. We're currently at Dad's house."

"Okay...alright. When will you be back? You know you have school on monday."

"Yes mom I know." I said rolling my eyes. "We are going back tomorrow after we went to the hospital to check up on Dad." My mom hummed something in response.

"I'll let you get some rest. Stay save and drive carefully."

"Yes mom. Goodnight."

"Goodnight, love you."

"Love you, too." And with that I hung up the phone. "I think the only thing she was worrying about was if I attend school on monday." I chuckled and put my phone back on the nightstand.

"I'm sure that's not true."  Stiles said and pulled me closer to him.

"Yeah you're probably right." I mumbled and let out a breath. "Goodnight Stiles."

"Goodnight Claire." He kissed the corner of my mouth causing my heartbeat to quicken and my body filling with tingles. I didn't say anyhing in response, just put my head back on his chest smiling. I wrapped my arm around his torso and his arm around my waist tightened a bit. I fell asleep like this, his scent filling the air around me, comforting me.

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I woke up the next morning  an arm draped around my waist and legs tangled with mine. I smiled. I was genuinely happy. Stiles and I had talked things threw...well not entirely. But we were good. Whatever problem that was between us is gone now. I understood why he did what he did and why he acted the way he did. And all just because Ryan was a bloody liar. I kept on wondering what would've happened if I hadn't overslept that day, if I had been at my locker with Stiles waiting for me. Would we have gotten together? Possibly. Now I regretted even more that I didn't make him talk to me back then, but I couldn't change it now.

Stiles yawned in my ear and I giggled. "Morning." I said while turning around to look at him. We had returned to spooning in our sleep.

"Good morning." He smiled at me widely "I could get used to this."He kissed my cheek and snuggled himself closer.

"Me too, but I'm sorry to break it to you, we have to get up." I started to untangle myself from him and got up from the bed but before I could completely leave Stiles grabbed my hand.

"Not yet." He groaned and I just laughed at him.

"C'mon get up. It's already nine." With a huff he let go of my arm and I entered my walk in closet to get ready. I sadly had to change out of his sweater but I'm still trying to keep it.

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