Alec's POV
I walked Stiles home and stopped on he front door,
" Seriously Alec, you didn't have to. " he said
" Well, I had to, you know why? Because you've been a great friend to me.. " I saw him blushed,
" Well uh- I gotta go in now. I still have a lot of things to do. See you tomorrow! " he went inside and closed the door, and me, I'm going back to the institute.
I arrived the institute and the first person I saw was Jace, wow, what a great day.
" Yo Alec, have you found your love?? " he asked
" No, but I might have a crush on someone. " I looked down, what if he doesn't accept me if he knows I'm gay?
" Really? Who? " he really looked happy and excited.
" And...that crush is a he. " I closed my eyes, waiting for his reply..
" Well that's great! At least you found him, look, I know your thinking that maybe I won't accept you because your gay, but .. I accept you. No matter what you are. " I smiled and hugged him.
Stiles' POV
*sigh..* all my flashbacks with Scott are coming back. Why did I do such a thing? Well it's his fault, not mine. What if his planning for a revenge? No no no no no, he can't do that. Darn it, what will I do?!
Alec's POV
I went straight to Izzy's room and found her there,
" Izzy? "
" Oh Alec, come here. " I walked to her bed and sat down,
" I..found someone and...I might be falling for that someone. " I stuttered,
" Really? Well that's great! Who's the lucky girl? " shit, she is really hoping it's a girl..
" Actually, it's a ...boy. " her smile turned to nothing..I'm doomed..
" You know what? Mom never raised you like that. You were suppose to marry a girl, and have a happy family! You know I'd Rather- "
" You'd Rather what?! Set me up on a date that I don't even like?! You know what? Why won't you just accept me, of who I am. " I walked out and slammed the door.
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I'd Rather | Stalec Fanfiction
FanfictionIn Beacon Hills, it's not easy to find your true love. Well, if you found one, then good for you. All girls in Beacon High chooses hot boys, muscular boys, and most of all, famous boys. They wouldn't hit on a smart one, or a cute one, they only hit...
