Stiles dialed Scott's number and laid on his bed, waiting for him to answer. After 3 rings, Scott picked up the phone.
"Hey bro what's up?" Scott asked.
"Bro how is it like falling in love?" Stiles asked, he wanted to confirmed whether he really had fell in love with the violinist or if it was just hormones.
"Hmm that's a good question, let me think because there is a lot of different meanings when it comes to falling in love," Scott replied.
"Okay," he waited for him to answer.
After a few minutes of silence, Scott finally said, "When you fall in love, you feel completely different, you feel happier yet you also feel fear of being rejected or forgotten, When you fall in love, that person just seemed to sparkle in your eyes but dull to others. It's a curse and a blessing at the same time. And when you realize that you are in love you feel like you can run for days, climb a mountain and scream at the top of your lungs. Love can make you feel happy to depressed in a matter of seconds."
Stiles was amazed at his answer, he thought Scott would say something absurd like "Falling in love is like playing volleyball" or something.
"Wow Scott," was all Stiles said.
"I bet you're wondering how I know this," Scott said with a sigh.
"Yup," Stiles replied.
"But first, you're in love with Lydia Martin, aren't you?" Scott asked with a smirk.
Damn it, he can read me like an open book!
"Yeah, yeah I am," Stiles said and sighed.
"Well don't worry buddy, you are not alone," Scott took a deep breath, "because I'm in love with Allison."
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Fanfiction"Why are you doing this for me?" Stiles asked looking at Lydia, "I don't get it." Lydia turned and looked at him, "Because I believe in you Stiles Stilinski, I really do." Stiles Stilinski, a pianist and prodigy, has stopped playing the piano...
