You Fall In Love More Than Once

I Think I Know I Love You

The chat in the kitchen didn't go as expected.
"I just wanted to apologize for how things ended between us." Stiles said.
"Why would you do that to me? I thought you loved me."
Malia said sadly.
"I did! It's just, I've wanted Lydia for as long as I could remember. And when she finally accepted me...I wasn't thinking." Stiles said.
"And I wasn't enough to make you forget her?" Malia asked.
"Don't take it personally.
Stiles and I just have a deep connection. Even before I even knew. It just took him dating you to show me what I was missing." Lydia wrapped her arms around Stiles' neck and kissed him deeply.
Malia growled and stormed out. Scott went after her but she was already gone.
Scott put a pause on the party and went after his girl.
He found her hours later in her coyote den.
"Hi pretty girl. Wanna talk?" Scott asked. She just stared at him. Blue eyes glowing in the dark. "I won't hurt you. Come on, baby." Malia cautiously approached him. "That a girl"
She sniffed him before turning back.
"What are you doing here?"
Malia asked.
"Looking for you." Scott said.
"I freaked out but I'm fine.
Besides, I can take care of myself." Malia said.
"I know you can." Scott said.
"Then why?" Malia asked.
"I was scared. Hurt.
And because I know you needed me just as much as I need you." Scott said.
"You don't need me...
Take me home." Malia sighed.
"You got it." Scott said and all of a sudden Scott wrapped his arms tight around her.
Then he let go and pulled off his jacket. Covering her.
After taking his friend home Scott returned to his own and cleaned up. Brushed his teeth and went to bed.
Dreaming of Malia in a school girl's outfit.
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"Aw hell. Again? I can't take much more of these dreams.
Tell me how to make them stop." Scott said weakly.
"Just admit it, Scott.
Put the pieces together."
Malia said moving closer.
"What pieces?! Tell me." Scott demanded. "Please?"
"The only reason you're having these little dreams is because you're not being honest about what you want.
What do you want?"
Malia asked seductively.
The answer was simple.
"You. I want you..." Scott was stunned at the words that came out. Waking up in a cold sweat and dry throat.
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"Oh my gosh. I..." He couldn't say it. He climbed out of bed and raced down the stairs.
Flying out the door.
Hopped on his bike and sped to Liam's house.
"Scott? What's wrong?"
Liam asked tiredly.
"Do I love Malia?" Scott asked.
"Duh. Can I go back to bed?" Liam asked. Turning back inside. Scott grabbed his arm.
"No. How long have you known? Why didn't you tell me?" Scott demanded.
"You can't out and tell someone their feelings! We've known for months.
Me. Hayden, Mason. Only person who didn't know is you two." Liam said.
Scott groaned and huffed away. Peeling off on his bike.
Drove to the animal clinic to ask his boss who was of no help. As usual.
That's how he ended back home. Pacing.
"Scott, are you just going to pace a hole in my floor or are you going to tell me what's up?" Melissa asked.
"OK...I have this friend."
Scott started.
"A friend that's not you..." Melissa cocked an eyebrow.
"Right. So this friend just realized he may be in love with one of his best friends."
Scott continued pacing.
"And this friend that isn't you. Realized he is in love with his friend who definitely isn't Malia." Melissa said sarcastically.
"Of course not. Anyway, so it's awkward because this friend used to be with my best friend..." Scott rubbed his neck.
"You can't say it, can you? You're in love with Malia." Scott sighed defeated.
"Yeah...What am I gonna do?"
Scott asked.
"Mom answer or real answer." Melissa asked.
"Real." Scott braced himself.
"As a friend being with her may make things a bit uncomfortable at first but honesty; Screw Stiles."
And that's exactly what he did. Well not literally.
Of course not. That would be😊😊😊No. What he did do was track down Malia later that day to tell her how he felt. Scott spent all that time thinking of the most romantic way to say it before realizing who he was dealing with.
"Malia." Scott panted breathlessly. Sweating.
"Scott? What's wrong?" Malia asked concerned.
Rubbing his back.
"I...Ran." Scott said hoarse.
"Get him some water." Malia said over her shoulder.
"No: Hello, Peter. Sorry for barging into your home." Peter muttered as he begrudgingly fetched it.
"Thanks." Scott said. Heart pounding in his chest.
"So what was so important that you almost died?"
Malia asked.
"I love you."
"I love you too." Malia said.
"No I mean...I'm in love with you." Scott said
looking in her eyes.
"Why would you think that? Nobody's in love with me. Not even the person who's supposed to be in love with me was in love with me." Malia said. Masking her defeat with sarcasm.
"Forget about Stiles. This is about us. I love you. And I know...you love me too. I can feel it." Scott held her hand.
"Okay...let's pretend for a second that Stiles doesn't exist." Scott raised an eyebrow "You know what I mean. Why me? Is it because you feel bad for me?"
"Of course not. It's more than that. I love you because you're sexy and fun. You always have my back and you love with your whole heart.
I want that." Scott said.
"Look, Scott, I'm not good girlfriend material. I'm violent. I'm not a sensitive person. I don't wear heels or dresses. And I'm not very smart. And I love you too much to put you through that." Scott leaned in just kissed her. Right on the mouth. Malia found herself kissing back. "What was that for?" Malia breathed.
"You said you loved me." Scott smiled triumphantly.
"Shut up." Malia laughed.
"Told you so." Scott said.
"Whatever. Stiles?"
Malia asked.
"I. Don't. Care." Scott whispered. Sucking her earlobe gently. Enjoying the sound of her struggling not to squeal. Peter was disgusted.
"I am not comfortable with this. At all." Peter said.
"Then leave." Scott said. Wrapping his arms around Malia's waist.
"This is my apartment!"
Peter argued. The kids didn't hear him over the sound of their own heavy breathing and kissing.
"He's right. Not here. And we'll date for a week and see how it turns out." Malia said.
"Done." Scott agreed.
That one week turned into two months.

END OF PART ONE