You laid in your bed contemplating on whether or not to go school. You've already missed too many days because of what's been happening with the pack but things have been clam for the past few months. Plus you wanted to see your best friend Liam Dunbar. You two were close like brother and sister but you've always felt more for him. But he'll never feel the same.
You laid back down deciding not to go and to not tell Liam either. He's been distant lately, it's confusing you. It's starting to feel like he's not your best friend anymore, Stiles talks to you more. For example when you were in Roscoe with the rest of the pack he didn't talk to you. You were sitting on his lap because there was no room and he paid attention to everything but you.
Same thing at school, you'd always go up and talk to Mason but Liam says he is busy or that he has to go and work out. Sometimes it's even an excuse lame as "I have to go play lacrosse" when there isn't even a game that day. Should a say another excuse? The list goes on and on.
It honestly makes you so mad, yet so confused. Why is he doing this? Does he not want to be friends with you? Does he think you're annoying? You needed to stop over thinking, he's probably just going through his man period, right? You laid back down deciding not to go to school and to not text Liam about it. You couldn't go anyways, you missed the bus five minutes ago.
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You woke up to the sound of pebbles hitting your window. With a sigh you slowly got up and walked over to it. The click of it opening filled the room and you pulled it opened. To your surprise you saw the brown hair blue eyed boy standing there with his hands in his front pockets. He hasn't been here in weeks. When he did come you'd always talk life and what you were gonna do the next day. And sometimes even plan when you were going to hang out.
Liam climbed up and hopped into your room closing the window behind him. You laid back down in your bed pulling the covers back over you. Honestly, you felt like shit. You had a fever and you were freezing. Liam stood there awkwardly while running his fingers through his hair to fix it. "You know you can sit down right?" You asked sarcastically while watching him.
He smiled and looked down a little while walking over to you bed and sitting down at the end. Your bed wasn't that big so your feet were touching his leg that was closest to you. "So why are you here?"
He furrowed his eyebrows and looked at you, "what?"
"This is your first time here in weeks, what made you come?"
"I can't just come?" He asked trying to avoid the question.
You sighed and looked down, "Liam you don't have to lie to me."
"I'm not lying."
You looked at him and saw him starring at his lap, you sat up and moved by him. "What's wrong?"
He looked at you, "I told you nothings wrong."
"You're lying," you sighed and grabbed his hand.
He jumped a little and pulled his hand away. You furrowed your eyebrows, "are you mad at me?"
"No."
"Then what is it?"
"I like..."
You were still confused, "you like what?"
"I like.... you"
He looked at you and saw how dumbfounded you face was and instantly regretted admitting that. "I'm sorry I should go."
He stood up and you stood up with him grabbing his arm to stop him, "don't go."
He looked down at you, "why?"
You smiled and looked up at him, "because I like you too."
