misunderstood | stiles stilinski

Chapter Twenty-Two

"I think I might have actually understood that part. Can we try that again?" Stiles had been teaching me math for the past hour and I think I might have a slight grasp on it now.

"Sure." He handed me another equation and I tried to solve it. We were both laying on Stiles bed face down. I was concentrating on the numbers infront of me when Stiles stroked my hair, that had fallen into my face, onto by back. I turned my head to look at him, just to see him looking at me fondly. Stiles smiled before leaning in and giving me a light peck. His hand was resting on my back and we were smiling at each other.

"What was that for?" I asked. I didn't mind though, I loved kissing him. Even if it was just a simple peck like the one just now, it made me feel all giddy with happiness. Stiles shrugged his shoulders his hand absently rubbing circles on my back.

"I just couldn't help myself." I leaned in again our noses touching, before I could come any closer Stiles lips were already on mine. My eyes fluttered shut and I rolled over onto my back pulling Stiles with me. My hands were on each side of his face and he was holding himself up on both sides of my head. Our lips were moving together and when Stiles ran his tongue over my bottom lip I opened my mouth our tongues touching, sending me into a frenzy. A slight moan left my mouth causing Stiles to kiss me harder. With one swift movement he turned us over, me laying ontop of him now. I didn't know where to put my hands so I tried to find a comfortable position while Stiles hands were roaming my back. A sudden noise made us pull apart panting. I looked behind Stiles on the floor to see that I had accidently pushed a textbook off the bed.

"Oops..." I mumbled and Stiles started to laugh his chest moving beneath me making me laugh aswell.

"That was probably a sign that we should continute studying." Stiles said after our laughter died down.

"Yeah probably." I took a look at my watch and my face scrunched up in annoyance. My mom will be home from work soon and I promised to help her with the cooking for tonight. I let out a huff. "I have to leave anyway." The corners of my mouth involuntarily went down.

"Oh...Why?" Stiles asked his hands resting on the small of my back.

"I promised my mom to help her and she'll be home from work soon." Stiles nodded and sat us up.

"Okay, we can do this again tomorrow if you'd like?" He suggested putting my hair behind my ears on both sides his hands resting on my neck afterwards.

"I'd love to." I whispered and pecked his lips one last time before getting up and putting my stuff back into my bag. "I'll see you tomorrow."

"Yep. I can't wait."

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"Wow, I never thought you and Stilinski would ever get along to be honest." Danny said while we walked down the hallway.

"I told you we were trying to get along." I reasoned but Danny just looked at me weirdly.

"I know but afterwards you weren't really on good terms."

"Yeah, well that's history we've had some stuff to talk about and now that that's out of the way we get along just fine."

"Just fine? You guys are like best friends now. You always sit together at lunch and stuff like that. I just don't get how that's possible. You were screaming your heads of at the beginning of the year." I just shurgged my shoulders in response.

"So what we overcame the obstacles and are great friends now." Friends. More like friends with benefits but whatever. It's been a couple of weeks since our 'trip' to Salt Lake City and since then Stiles and I had gotten closer and closer. Our study dates now consisted of less studying than in the beginning. Most of the times we just hung out at either mine or his house, watched a movie or stuff like that. And yes of course there was kissing. A lot of it actually. But that was only when we're alone. When we were at school we acted like friends, except for the glances we shot each other from time to time when we thought no one was watching. But you could call them friendly glances, I don't know. Nobody seemed to notice anything or they just didn't care. The only person I told about what's going on is Lydia. And I'm pretty sure that Stiles told Scott. They're best friends after all. But it seems like Danny was getting suspicous. But it didn't really matter anyways, I had nothing to hide. It's just weird that we acted like a couple when we were alone but like friends when we were around others. It was confusing me. But you have to take what you can get. I'd rather have it like that than nothing at all.

"Whatever you say, Claire whatever you say." With that he took off towards the boys locker room.

"Come on Claire we're watching the lacrosse practice today." Lydia said and dragged me outside to the lacrosse field. We sat down next to Kira who was already seated watching Scott running around the field. I looked out for a certain brunette boy. He usually didn't get to play, I don't really know why but I'm sure he'll get a chance sometime this year, I hope so. I spotted him running with Scott, he was wearing a grey shirt and his usually styled hair was falling onto his forehead. It looked hot, even from up here. My mind wandered and I caught myself biting my lip.

"Stop staring at him." Lydia whispered into my ear causing me to rip my eyes away from Stiles. She was smirking at me and I shoved her lightly.

"Why? I thought that was the whole point of watching the lacrosse practice?" I raised my eyebrow at her and she rolled her eyes.

"I'm just saying,  you started to drool." She pointed towards my mouth and my hand flew up touching it but there was, of course, no drool.

"Ha ha. Very funny Lydia." She just laughed at me turning around to watch the practice.

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