Chapter 1...

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A/N I am a basic white bitch, so I am just gonna title them Chapter 1, Chapter 2, so on and so forth.

Derek's POV.

I am Derek Hale. 15. No friends, no parents. I have a lil bro. Tristan. 5 years old. My parents died 5 years ago. Tristan was almost 6 months. They died from a house fire, Tri and I just barely made it out. We stay with my uncle Peter in fucking Beacon Hills. School? Shit. No friends. Teachers love me. Add them together? Bullies. I usually stay after school to finish school work, so I can hand it in the day it is due. Yes. I am a nerd, AND I AM GAY, DEAL BITCHES!!! Anyways... I wish I could say that to Deucalion and his fucktards, Ennis and his fuckface twin Dennis ( idk who Dennis is, but apparently he is Ennis' twin, I don't think of Ethan or Aiden as bad guys bcuz I loved that hotel scene with Danny and Ethan, and if I love Ethan, then I have to love Aiden bcuz they literally look like clones of each other, and all the other bad guys were too irrelevant for me to want to remember, so just go with it)

Anyways, I am gonna be honest, I selfharm, and there are many factors, Pissdick Deuc, Fucktard Ennis, and Fuckface Dennis' beatings, my parents death, and the loneliness from only having the company of a 5 year old.

Honestly, I would have ended it a long time ago, but there is one guy... this one amazing, smart, sexy, attractive, brilliant, spectacular, guy...



















































Stiles fucking Stilinski.

He is beautiful.

He has caramel brown sex hair, shaved at the sides. Extraordinary whiskey brown eyes. And smooth, stupendous, full lips. He is always wearing a corny or marvel/DC shirt, jeans *blue or black*, and red chucks or Converse. He has a piercing on his right eyebrow, it is a silver ring. ( My attempt at being ironic... Ok. I'll leave. Goodbye world. Jk.) A pierced cartridge, on his left ear, the piercing is the same color as my birthstone. Also, a regular ear piercing on his right ear, his birthstone... Shut up... It is completely normal for me to know his birthday and birthstone... Yes it is... Go away. I saw him show his friend his tongue piercing, black.

He has a black alpha wolf with one red and one blue eye tattooed onto his left side, under two of his ribs, not that I was counting... Anyways, once... Ok like everyday, I see him after gym class in the locker rooms, and he has another wolf and a fox sleeping curled up together on his back shoulder blades. As well as a Triskelion tattooed on his right pec. Along with a cross on one forearm, the left one, and a 666 on his right forearm. A "D" tattooed on his right wrist. Lastly, he has a nine mark tally on his left wrist.

Sadly for me, he is the most popular kid in school and everyone loves him, so he probably doesn't know who I am in the existence of the human population. He definitely doesn't know I love him.

Stiles' POV.

I am Stiles Stilinski, and I am 16. I have loads of 'friends', but only have two real bitches, Isaac and Lydia. I have 3 older brothers, Scott, Isaac's boyfriend, Jackson, Lyd's boyfriend, and Boyd. My parents are super religious, and Isaac and I daren't tell them our sexualities, only our siblings and friends that won't open dey big ass blabbers to blab to people, and the school knows. Anyone would think my life is a fucking stupendous joy ride, I'm rich, popular, almost everyone wants me, have a great family, but there is this one nerd...




































... An adorable, shy, smoking, nerdy kid.

He is absolutely drop-dead gorgeous. He has short pitch black hair, the most enchanting sea green eyes, and very suckable lips... *Cough* I mean umm... Kissable, totally meant kissable.

He wears a black hoodie, blue skinnies (I mean just imagine), and white Vans. He is definitely, extremely fit, and I know he is gay, because he gets bullied for it. I want to stop it and hold him in my arms, but he probably hates me for all the, I don't want to say unpopular people, nerds (?) do, but maybe he is different. He doesn't know I like him, and he definitely doesn't know I love him.

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