Stand by me (stiam fanfic)

.....that he wants

okay I do realize I'm updating a lot and that's cause I like doing this.....plus I gots no life. But mostly cause I'm at grammy's house out of town and this is keeping me sane so yeah. anywhat. words of wisdom for today: keep calm and ship stiam

Liam's P.O.V.

knock knock knock. I knock on the door to Scott's classroom he's in.

It opens and a teacher comes out. I don't really know the names of the teachers that aren't in my grade so I just go with sir.

"Do you need something?" the man says to me. I look in the room with my head still down and my face still pale.

I see Scott, Kira, Malia, and Stiles looking right at me.

"Uh...sir.the principal needs to see Scott and Stiles in the office," I say it softly so it's barely audible but the teacher nods.

He turns to Scott and Stiles. "Scott. Stiles. You're dismissed," they grab their stuff and rush out the door and the teacher closes it. As soon as it closes I yell out in pain. Scott pushes me back and looks at me.

"Liam what's wrong?" Stiles is looking at me warily.

I pull up my sleeve to show them my very pale arm with the veins still black and throbbing while the part where Seven pierced skin was turning a black purple blueish color and it he was bleeding black blood.

Stiles turns away in disgust. "Oh my god that's disgusting I- I can't I just can't I'm sorry," he turns completely away pacing the hall.

I roll my eyes. "Liam what happened?" Scott looks at the wound in fear.

My vision gets blurry again and my legs become weak. "I- There's a guy. In my class. Seven," I say barely. Stiles is still pacing stealing glances.

"Seven what?" Scott asks.

"That's his name," Stiles stops pacing and walks up and starts laughing.

"Seven? Oh man his parents must hate him," he keeps laughing.

I roll my eyes. "Have you heard your name?" I say back. Stiles stops laughing and glares at me.

"What is it?" Scott says still freaking out.

"I don't know but...," I pause and pull up my other sleeve to reveal it also pale and purple black blueish and the veins were just as black and just as bleeding. "....I think it's poison,"

At that I collapsed into Scott's arms and everything went black.

I half expected myself to see a bright light and the other half of my mind expected to here that heart beat machine.

But I didn't. Thank god.

Instead my eyes opened slightly to see seven heads staring at me in front of a table light.

"Is he okay?" a dark hair and big nosed figure said.

"He should be okay now. I injected him with an antidote that should leave him week for awhile but he'll heal soon enough," one of the voices with the bald head and moustache said. My eyes closed again.

"So he's not gonna die?" another sweet sounding voice said.

"I hope not,"

"What kind of poison was it?"

"I'm not sure Scott. Maybe he can answer that,"

"What if he can't?"

"Then I guess that's it," footsteps walk away.