Stand by me (stiam fanfic)

.....you have to know the problem

Hahaha, I wrote a song for this chapter and then realized....this is some sh*t right here....Well! Enjoy this chappie. Words of wisdom for today: I. hate. going to. the fucking. Doctor.

Liam's P.O.V.

"What is it? Is it my hair. My face. My eyes. My anger. My personality. What is it?!" I pop up from my laying down position to stare at Malia and Lydia who are looking at me with comfort.

"Oh hon. It's not you. He's just a little confused is all," Lydia says to me comfortably.

"But, but why aren't you mad Malia? I mean he left you for.....Derek,"

She rolls her eyes. "Because he left to be with someone he loves," I growl in response.

Lydia rolls her eyes. "Don't take it personal Liam. He's just undecided," I look at her with a crazed look in my eye.

"Undecided people would actually be undecided. Undecided people wouldn't have left me. And undecided people wouldn't have chosen Derek!" There was a very big silence in the room until Malia spoke up.

"Then he is undecided,"

I turn to her. "What?"

She shrugs. "Well he hasn't made a decision yet because.....Well he told me. And he technology didn't leave you because you were never together. And he didn't choose Derek. Derek chose him,"

Lydia turns to her. "And how do you know this?"

Malia shrugs. "I get around,"

I grab my jacket and shoes. "Come on,"

Malia and Lydia stand up. "Where are we going?" they say it in unison.

I turn to them. "To Derek's loft,"

A few minutes later we were standing out in the pouring rain outside Derek's door. "Here goes nothing," I say.

"This is a horrible plan,"

"I agree with Lydia,"

"Well it's my plan so hush," I slide the door open to reveal....Oh my God I think I might throw up. Derek....and.....Stiles...... Oh my God they're making out right in front of me. This is sickening. I.....Oh I feel dizzy. Their looking at me. Shit their staring. I think they might be calling my name. Oh I feel so sick. I.....I think I might.....pass.......out.

I AM REALLY HATING THE COLOR BLACK! I'M SO SERIOUS!! I'm like 99.9% sure I passed out. Mostly cause I'm laying on the floor in the middle of Derek's loft and their are three heads looking down at me. I think their calling my name but it all looks like a dream. It's louder now. I see clearer. Oh. It's Stiles, Malia, and Lydia.

I groan.

"He's awake,"

"No shit,"

"What's your problem?"

"My problem Malia is that he passed out because I was kissing Derek.....which literally makes me worry about his health,"

"Eh....I'm sure he's fine,"

"I'm fine," they turn to me to see I heard their conversation.

"Oh thank God you're awake," Stiles says. He hugs me. Okay the reassurance I can understand but the hug threw me off majorly.

"Umm....thanks," I say back awkwardly.

He let's go of me and Malia helps me stand up. My blush must be madly visible since I just passed out at the sight of Stiles making out with Derek. Why is it my life that's so complicated? I finally see Derek in the corner watching the whole scene with a smug smile.