always attract 🌙 derek hale | COMPLETED

1.6

n// okay im so sosossossos sorry for not updating sooner its just that I wanted to make this chapter hella smutty and shit but then I realized after 289439525735 years of having it in my drafts that I am a fuckin virgin who doesn't know SHIT about getting some dick so lmao sorry for the wait and here ya go babies ily and this was written in one night so sorry for the lack of editing/typos?? if ya see one please point it out and i'll fix that shit pronto

song of the chapter: kiss me again by we are the in crowd ft. alex gaskarth

"Well that was unexpected." Hale murmured after we broke away.

"Well you weren't going to shut up any time soon, so I did what I had to do." I shrugged, trying to hide my inner freaking out from the god-like man that sat beside me.

"Or what you wanted to do."

"Hmm?"

"Be honest, Elizabeth," Hale spoke, looking me in the eyes. "Do you like me?"

"What are we, twelve?" I scoffed, not wanting to answer.

"If that is what it takes in order to get a true answer, then yes. We are twelve."

"Hale, this is ridiculous."

"So is you avoiding a simple question."

I remained silent, making him sigh and stand up.

"I should be going now," He said somberly. "I'll return the clothes soon, I promise."

And as he walked toward the door, my heart began to race like never before. And before you know it, I am finally speaking my mind.

"I don't like you." I stated, feeling tears come to my eyes. "You're rude, obnoxious, annoying, a showoff, too athletic for your own good, ignorant, careless, selfish, and not to mention sketchy as fuck. You wear too many muscle shirts, your jeans are too baggy, you need to shave every once and a while. Razors were invented for a reason. You're constantly brooding, and it annoys the shit out of me. You only seem to have friends that are younger than you, and when we were in the third grade, you stole my aquamarine crayon because you heard me say that it was my favorite. You know how to get under my skin, and I hate you for that. Sophomore year, you told Chad Williams that I liked him, embarrassing me in front of the whole school. You made my life hell for as long as I can remember, Hale. And out of all the things that you have done to me the worst thing you have ever done is make me fall in love with you. So no. I do not like you. I hate you. In fact, I hate you so much, that I love you. Because all I know is that there is a thin line between love and hate and you seem to have me swerving all over the place lately, and I hate it. I am supposed to hate you, Derek Hale, but the more I do... The more I fall in love with you."

He was silent, just looking at me with an unreadable expression, making me panic.

"Say something!" I shouted, letting the tears fall down my face as I stood from the couch. "Anything!"

Yet he said nothing, just walked over to where I was standing and kissed me profoundly.

"What the hell?" I asked, tears still falling.

"So you do like me." He smirked.

"I hate you."

"I love you, too."

We smiled and just stared into each other's eyes, savoring the moment between us. But because nothing can ever go according to fucking plan, it was rudely interrupted by the sound of something dropping. In our state of alarm, we quickly looked toward the source of the noise, seeing my idiot of a best friend standing there with his jaw on the floor, along with the groceries that he had brought with him.

"Hey, Jor," I smiled, blushing furiously and stepping away from Hale slightly. "How's it hanging?"

"What the fuck?!"

"I can explain!"

"Yeah, I'm sure you can, but I'm curious as to why the hell he hasn't asked you out yet! I mean, come on, man. After that speech? I'm surprised you haven't already gotten to baby making - which I am quite thankful for, by the way!"

"Well I kissed him and then he was like- wait, what?" I began but cut myself off once his words set in. "You aren't mad?"

"Why would I be mad at my best friend getting some dICK?!"

"Actually, she isn't-"

"Save it, Hale." Jordan and I said at the same time, not paying attention to the man.

"So you're completely okay with this?"

"Well, seeing as I've been secretly taking bets from most of the people you have ever been associated with - including students - how long it would take for you to finally get together. Oh, what's that? Jordan and Stiles are now $52 richer each? Psh, that's what I thought." He smirked, picking his bags back up. "I'll just... leave you kids to it."

"Bye..." I said softly watching as he placed the bags on my countertop.

Once he had left, there was an eerie silence within the room. Smirking, I turned to look at the man I... love and broke the heavy silence

"I believe you have something to ask of me, Hale."

"Oh really?"

"Mhm. Four words, and I'm yours."

"Well, in that case," He chuckled, wrapping his arms around my waist and pulling me closer. "Will you be mine?"

Smiling even bigger, I wrapped my arms around his neck and kissed him again, still not used to the feeling it gave me.

"I hate you."

"I hate you too."