Liam Dunbar Imagines

Love Letter

"Hey! (Y/N)!" Liam called as he saw you shuffling through the corridor. You were rummaging in your bag and only narrowly avoided colliding into people as you rushed away. "(Y/N)?" Liam called only to realise you were ignoring him.

"Don't worry about it too much." Your brother said as he and Stiles joined him next to his locker.

"Don't worry about it? She won't talk to me! I knew I should have told her." Liam grumbled and glowered at his feet which he scuffed at the floor.

"Look if you'd told her she would have gotten mad at Scott and...." Stiles explained but Liam cut him off.

"So instead of her being mad at him I had to make her mad at me?" He didn't wait for Stiles to finish sputtering out what he meant, turning to jog to the lacrosse locker room where he huffed as he pauses, not ready to play at being cheerful and happy just yet.

"She'll come around. Just give her a few days." Scott said as he caught up and patted Liam's shoulder.

"I don't know Scott. When she saw me, she was pretty mad. With everyone." Liam said as if he wasn't sure Scott had this one right.

"I know my sister Liam. I promise. She's just upset because I didn't tell her when it happened to me, or you know... any of the stuff that was going on. It's just a sore spot." He smiled encouragingly as Stiles caught up, gasping for breath and they headed into the locker room.

"If you say so. You didn't hear what she said." Liam grumbled and parted ways with them.

"It'll be fine right?" Scott said to Stiles who pulled a face and nodded.

"Sure. Fine." He said in a tone that was slightly higher than normal.

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"Liam?" Scott said when he spotted the beta sat sniffling in an empty corridor.

"I'm fine." He muttered and rubbed his face with the palm of his hand. Scott didn't say anything as he sat next to Liam and his patience was rewarded with a crumpled letter being shaved towards him. "You said it'd be fine. She'd get over it!" He said hopelessly.

Scott frowned as he skimmed over the letter. It was in your handwriting and from the way the paper was smudged you'd been upset.

"She says she doesn't want to talk to me anymore because she can't love a werewolf." Liam snapped out and Scott read the last line realising it was both a love letter and a goodbye letter.

"Well that's not true she loves me!" Scott offered with a grin.

"She has you. You're her brother." Liam pointed out with a scowl that made Scott's smile vanish.

"Well. We'll just...." Scott trailed of when they both hear your voice raised. Rushing towards an empty classroom they found you arguing with Mason and Malia. Lydia was pacing angrily between the group as if they only thing keeping Malia from tackling you in an angry flurry was the furious look on her face.

"I can't believe you all. You know how hard this is for all of us!" Lydia said in a tone that was often used when she pretends not to enjoy scolding them like a cross mother hen. Malia growled and looked at Scott.

"She's ruining the pack. Yesterday she liked Liam. She had a crush on him but now she can't stand any of us?" She grumbled out and tensed her fingers as her claws started to slide into view.

"A crush?" Liam said quietly, looking at the letter in Scott's hand and suddenly understanding a lot more of it.

"Get out of my way." You said as you strode across the classroom and tried to push past Scott. "No wonder people are so scared of werewolves you have no self control!" You added for good measure when you shoved past Scott.

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You sighed as you sat in the armchair in the living room. You'd abandoned your homework well over an hour ago and Melissa had been trying to console you. Liam hadn't told anything.he hadn't told you when he turned or what had been going on. Stiles said he hadn't even thought about telling you and that he adScott didn't want to step on his toes which made you more irritated by the fact that they didn't even think that it would hurt you.

Your best friend went through hell and he decided to shut you out. Your brother, no matter how hard your mother tried to convince you otherwise, was a willing accomplice.

"She's working until tomorrow afternoon so we should have a while to figure out what's going on." Scott said while the pack plodded into the house. "(Y/N)!" He said in surprise when he realised you were curled up in the armchair.

"We'll just um." Stiles spluttered, shoving Liam towards you and practically yanking Scott and Malia off their feet as everyone rushed to the next room to leave you and Liam alone.

"(Y/N)... I um." Liam said as he shuffled awkwardly, instantly forgetting what he'd planned to say all day.

"I don't care what you have to say. You had so many chances to tell me what was happening. We're supposed to be best friends.I told you everything, even the stuff I didn't want to tell Scot. It feels like you betrayed me." You huffed and crossed your arms as you stood up and looked at him.

"But I didn't betray you." He said simply.

"But it feels like you did. I just. I don't want to talk to you." You snapped and shook your head before turning to rush up the stairs. Ignoring you when Scott tried to call out to you.