No matter what happens.....

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HAPPY THANKSGIVING!!!! YAYAYAYAY YAYAYAYAY YAYAYAYAY YAYAYAYAY YAYAYAYAY YAYAYAYAY YAYAYAYAY YAYAYAYAY hahaha. Sorry I get REALLY excited! Well I thought I'd spice up the holiday with some jolly good Stiam! Or sterek. Depending on who YOU root for. ;)
Anyhow, words of wisdom for today: It's never been about the food on Thanksgiving, it's about who you share it with. ;)

Liam's P.O.V.

Knock knock knock.

The door opens and I see Stiles looking at me strangely.

"Can I come in?" I ask.

"Well, this is your room too so yeah sure," He steps aside and lets me in.

I turn to him, holding the papers behind me. Stiles looks at me funny and I sigh. I take the stack of papers from behind my back and drop them onto the floor, making a huge thud.

"What's that?" Stiles points.

I take a deep breath before saying, "It's a list of all the things I know about you,"

Stiles looks at me and smiles. "That fat stack is all the stuff you know about me?"

Then he.....smiled.

Stiles picks up the papers and I smile as he does so.

Then he walks over to the trash can and dumps them in. I frown.

"I worked really hard on those!"

Stiles walks over to me and.....hugs me.

He tightens his grip around me and I put my head in the crook of his neck.

He smells so good.

Stiles inhales my scent. "Lemons and Brownies," He says.

"What?" I say.

He pulls away. "You smell like lemons and brownies," He shrugs.

"Is that.....good?"

"If you like lemons and brownies it is!" He says matter of factly.

"I can't really put a scent on you....you're just....special I guess," I say.

Stiles walks closer. He smiles. "I guess you are too,"

And at that exact moment, Stiles' phone rings and he answers it.

"Scott?.....woah woah woah slow down......she what!?.....but.....how?!.....Ben or Henry?..........what?.......so what?......ugh. And I thought we'd get some time off. Okay I'll be down soon, bye," Stiles hangs up and looks at me frustrated.

"What happened?"

"It was Scott. He was talking to Lydia and......Lydia thinks that Max's baby is Jackson,"

"Uh.....Jackson.....wasn't he the-"

"-Kanima? Yeah. Apparently Lydia stopped hearing from him awhile ago while he was in English. Now she's worried,"

"Well which kid?"

Stiles runs his fingers through his hair. "Henry. But, Scott's feeling a strange vibe from Ben too,"

"Why because he stopped crying when he held him?"

"Well that and Scott says he looks really familiar too. Some kind of connection that he doesn't recognize yet,"

I nod. "But it's like eleven o'clock there's no way we can get to their room while the chaperones are guarding us like dogs,"

"Oh don't worry....I've got people," Stiles smiles and starts calling someone.

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