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“You're on the phone with your girlfriend
She's upset, She's going off about something that you said
'Cause she doesn't get your humor like I do.”

S t i l e s

"Goddamn, Victorina."

"Would you calm down? I am not saying that."

"That is a big misunderstanding."

"We  better talk about this later, until you calm the down."

Well that's an intense scene.
Hearing him grow quietly, I watch him have a great love quarrels conversation with his girlfriend that's clearly upset again or mad. He shut his phone down and pull a heavy sigh that he really holding about five second, after ending the call.

Well, they are fighting again. Yep, again.
Hell, he's the alpha, he should probably know how to make his girlfriend calm down or fix their arguments right? But yes, I know what Derek's feeling are: That it's Victorina's fault because she can't get his humor for pete sake.

"Hey, are you alright?" I ask, watching him sitting on the edge of the table, had his arms folded on his chest. He is practically felt sour or mad too. Is this what relationship working? Fight, PDA's, Lovey dovey, Fight and so on?

Shouldn't be the one of them put an effort to fix this non sense fight? Since they are matured enough? What the fuck stiles, this isn't even your business.

I know I am not expert in this kind of situation since I don't have any girlfriends before, but I am smart enough to have Ideas in this kind of thing. I am honest.

"Tired of drama." Finally, derek answered after a long of silence.
He look on my direction and give me a shrug in his shoulder.

If you could just know what I am feeling, Derek.

Suddenly, my heart rate begin to beats faster again. Pardon.

It's just hurt to feel this attraction on him. Especially he can't give it back.
It's been three months, long time isn't it? If you're asking me what the hell gotten to me for falling for freaking Derek Hale;  Well, I too, don't know how it happen. It just when he found out Scott and I are barging in his territory, the unwelcome and unusual feelings started to bloom in my system, like some sparks and shits.

I  am Stiles Stilinski, the great martyr of the year. You can also call me the fantastic happy pill yet dumb kind of human being. How's that happened? Even if I knew that he is in relationship, he have a girlfriend, I can't stop this bull shit feelings for freaking Derek Hale.

"Stiles, If you took a picture of him, It will last longer than staring at him right now."

I snap out of my thought when Scott flick my forehead, and sling his arms on my shoulders. For pete sake, I ain't staring!

"The fuck man, I am not staring at derek." I grunted feeling the sting of pain the my best friend's created, aah scott i might punch you i you're not a werewolf. I know that I am stupid, but I am not numb for god's sake.

Scott just laugh and give me this meaningful smile, okay man. That's incredibly creepy.

"I didn't mention any person, Stiles. You're not really good at lying you know."

Not good at lying? Me? I am good at that. I am good in any thing. He can't just see that.

"It's obviously you are staring on him," he continued looking in Derek's previously position.
"Even if he's already turn his back, you are still—"

I quickly stop him continuing talking about what the fuck what I am doing and put my hands in front of his mouth. Did he just— seriously  forget that Derek  no, werewolfs have this triple kind of supernatural hearing? They can practically hear a person talking in far miles!
I mentally roll my eyes my eyes when he groan and push my hands away.

"What? Isn't that true?"

"Scott, shut up. I'm gonna kick you really hard, seriously. Even if you're a werewolf." I said and glaring at him when he's about to open his mouth again.

"Don't you dare Scott and don't make me."