State of Grace / Allison Argent

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You come around and the armor falls
Pierce the room like a cannon ball
Now all we know, is don't let go
We are alone just you and me
Up in your room and our slates are clean
Just twin fire signs, four blue eyes
Allison loved you. She loved being with you, just spending time with you was a wonderful experience for her. She wasn't a saint, and no matter how much she made up for it. She would remember vividly how she had wanted to kill Isaac, Derek, Erica and Boyd. How she had come close to actually going through with it. With murdering her friends. But when she was with you Allison never felt like she was an almost murderer. She just felt like a normal teenage girl with you.
Allison didn't realize that the feeling was mutual. Before you came to Beacon Hills you didn't have a pack. And you would be lying if you said you had control whenever there was a full moon. You had probably broken into five different stores and attacked one person, you were happy when you realized they survived. But you decided enough was enough and began looking for a pack. But just like the brunette you felt like you couldn't make up for your past.
That's why you two held onto each other as tight as you did. It was why she always held onto your hand when you were close to each other. And why she would always find her head resting on your shoulder during pack meetings. Feeling that if she were a little bit closer to you, she would be able to deal with the danger better.
She never felt like she was a hunter with you. And you never felt like you were a werewolf. You both just felt like teenagers in love. Neither of you ever felt like you were innocent or fully made up for what had happened in your past but you felt like you could deal with it.
Allison's head rested on your chest as you played with her fingers, neither of you really paying attention to the movie playing. "I love you," she whispered and sent you a small smile as she tightened her grip on your hand,"Never letting go." You leaned down and pressed a small kiss to her forehead,"I'm never letting go of you either. I love you too."

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