Stiles Pov
Brrrrriiiiinnnnngggggg!
"Finally!" I sigh. Schools out now i can maybe head to Dereks and Isaacs.
To: Derek
Hey(: Is it alright if i come over?
From:Derek
Yeah, just head to the living room, ill be there.
I smiled, I was going to see him again. I ship it. Lydias voice kept ringing in my head over and over. Do I like him? I mean he is all rough and tough but this morning he had a different personality. I wonder who else has seen this side of him? Has anyone? I dont think anyone i know has.. I start my jeep and pull out of the parking lot headed to his house. I arrived and strolled in to be welcomed by the dog i hit. I patted him, I felt so relieved to see how happy he was now. I whistled for him to follow me to the living room where Derek was on the couch watching Man VS Wild. I just sat next to him.
"Hey," I said trying to gain Dereks attention.
"Hey, how was school?" He asked.
"Boring. Learned nothing." I answered. "Boyd said i smelled like you though aha.." I added testing his reaction.
"Well that happens when you are against someone for a few hours.." He answered with a small smirk.
"Thanks by the way. Truly." I shyly said.
"For what?" He humbly stated, as if he didnt help me in so many ways.
"For giving me hope." I sappily said.
"Theres always hope Stiles, I didnt do anything anyone wouldnt have." He replied simply.
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Dereks POV
"Theres always hope Stiles, I didnt do anything anyone wouldnt have." I said.
It wasnt lying I mean, most people would console him you know. But I did really like him. When I was holding him, I felt like the world could end and Id die happy. Happy. I havent felt like that for a long time. Little did Stiles or anyone know, memories haunted me the same way with stiles. I just cry silently. Not wanting anyone to hear me. I hate crying. I feel stupid, pathetic, and weak. When Stiles was with me last night my dreams where so sweet. I dreamt of us. Even though I shouldnt have. But it was way better than waking up in a frenzy. I was thinking, hoping hed stay again. Not only for our sleeps sake, but I didnt want him to have time to hurt himself. Just as i was trying to think of a not rude way to ask if he had hurt himself at school or something, he threw his arms around me. I am still not used to this.
"I am not letting go unless you hug back." He announced grinning. "It could either be hours or seconds Derek."
I awkwardly put my arms around him and patted his back. He didnt release his grip.
"I hugged back. You may let go." I akwardly stated. I feel like an awkward turtle.
"Nope. That was NOT a real hug. Dont be a sourwolf. Hug me." He replied smugly.
I bear hugged him. I think I squeezed him so much he couldnt breathe because after I got up and twirled him, with the death grip still on him, when i sat down i loosened, but didnt let go.
"Better?" I asked smiling.
"Yes *gasp* Very *gasp* Much *gasp*"
I laughed, harder than i have ever since the fire. Isaac walked in, obviously shocked i was laughing. He had the biggest smile, Stiles had one to match.
"I have never heard you laugh." Stiles said, "I like it." He smiled.
"Ya Derek when was the last time you laughed?" Isaac asked mockingly.
"I dont even remeber. " I smiled. I do remember though, it was with Laura and her friends, they thought i was dreamy and i jokingly asked who wants to play spin the bottle? They all screamed that they reeeeaaalllly wanted to. I just looked at Laura and laughed. Then later after they all left, the fire came. I havent truly laughed for 6 years. 6 years. Until this crazy hyperactive kid made me give him a hug, until this crazy hyperactive kid needed someone as much as i did.
"So Red Riding Hood? You gonna stay with the big bad wolf tonight?" Isaac rolled his eyes.
Stiles blushed and stammered, "It was nice, if i could..." It took everything in me not to immediatly shout YES. Instead i just nodded my head. Stiles turned into a tomato! It was so adorable, the idea of me and him together again made him like that. Does that mean he likes me? Is he Bi? Or even just gay? I want to know for sure before i ask him.
