I woke up once again to those big brown eyes. They seem to be growing on me. This time though, I'm on a couch with a blanket over me and the boy is sitting on the floor, so close, watching me.
"You know, you should stop blacking out all the time, it doesn't give me time to see if you're as beautiful as you are asleep than awake.", he tells me.
My heart flutters at this statement. My cheeks are burning and his smile grows bigger as he notices.
"Do you need anything? Food, water, foot massage?"
I laughed for the first time in what seemed like forever. Why was he so adorable?
"I like your laugh by the way.", he said. "I would return the compliment, but I've never heard you laugh.", I tell him.
He laughs. It's intoxicating. As if an angel was dancing around in is throat. Even his lips, thin yet plump, begging me to place mine on them. Wait, what? Why the hell did i just think that? I barely even know this boy. My mind must be going crazy with all thats been happening.
"Why are you staring at me like that?" I was completely thrown back into reality and was now caught for gawking at him. Nice one Vanessa, real nice.
"Oh umm, you had something in your mouth.", I say trying to recover myself as I slowly reach and wipe the pretend speck off his lips. He watches me intensely. His eyes moving from my eyes to my finger on his mouth.
His lips are soft, like silk. The urge to kiss him has definitely skyrocketed. The tension in the room is increasingly high. As I continue to stare at him, I'm shocked when I notice him leaning in. Is this actually happening? I don't even know this kid! This is just so wrong...and yet I feel a strong invisible tie to him.
His lips are so close to mine that I can feel the heat radiating off them. He's only half a centimeter away from me when we are interrupted by yet another slam from that stupid door! We jump away from each other, Stiles clumsily jumping too far back and smashing his head on the floor with a loud bang.
I know I should have been worried about his potential concussion, but I laughed so hard tears streamed from my eyes. This boy made me feel things that absolutely no one has ever made me feel before.
"Did I walk into something I wasn't supposed to walk into?", Scott asked and he awkwardly stood at the door.
"Dude, do you not know about knocking!?", Stiles yelled. He looked so cute when he was all flustered. He looked like little kid who's mother just barged into his room while he was having an intense battle with his Power Ranger action figures. It was to die for.
"Dude, I didn't know you were doing...whatever you were doing, calm down.", Scott shot back with a little smirk. Stiles returned the smirk and finally got up.
"So what's the plan, man?", he asked.
"Plan?", I asked.
"Well we can't keep you here. Kali has probably gone back to Deucalion and told him where you are, so we need to move you and fast. Wouldn't want them to harm a pretty face like yours.", he coos with a wink.
God what is this feeling in the pit of my stomach?!
The door slams open again and Isaac comes crashing in looking scared shitless.
"We need to go NOW!", he screamed.
"Why, what's happening!?!?", Stiles exclaimed.
"The Twins...they're here! And they're coming for-"
All he did was look at me. That feeling was coming back. The feeling of fear, anxiety, and danger.
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This May Hurt (Teen Wolf)
FanfictionWhat happens when everything you know about yourself and the world is a lie? When everything you thought was fake was real? When even the things you know about yourself are a lie too? What happens when your life turns upside because of one incident...