I wake up, my head is pounding. I look around, my vision not yet clear and realize I'm in a familiar room. ....but it isn't Isaac's, It's Stiles' room.
I feel a sense of warmth and security wrapped against me. I turn and come face to face with a sleeping Stiles.
I was mad at him, he was upset with me, so why is it that I'm sleeping in his bed wrapped in his arms, feeling safe once again?
"You're awake. How do you feel?" he asks sitting up, unraveling his arms from my body.
"My head still hurts a little." I stated.
He strokes my hair and I can see the worry and sadness in his eyes. He asks "Do you remember anything?"
I shake my head "Not much after I blacked out. How did I get here?"
"Your 'boyfriend' or whatever he is to you now brought you here." he explained not making eye contact still running his hands through my hair.
"Why'd he bring me here?" I question.
"You can't go home....and Isaac is gone." He tells me. I shot up from the bed in a panic. "Gone? What do you mean gone?"
"He went on a trip and none of us know when he plans on coming back."
"Stiles, I can't stay here with you."
"And why not?" he asked in a soft yet offended tone. "We can't remember." I say rolling my eyes.
"You can't tell me you don't feel safe when you're with me." He says looking at me. "You know I'm the best option, your choices are limited. If it helps you can have my room I sleep in the living room." He says. "But you're staying here, it was Isaac's command he gave to your boyfriend."
"HE ISN'T MY BOYFRIEND. and i'll take the couch." I say.
He nods. "Well are you hungry? You've been out for 2 days."
"....You've been by my side for 2 whole days?" I ask.
He just nodded. "So pancakes?"
"Pancakes are fine...but Stiles..." I said pausing.
"Yea?" he asked getting up off the bed.
"Thankyou....for being by my side." I told him. "I would never leave your side...you know that." he tells me.
I smirk. "I know, and one more thing."
"What's that?" he asks turning to me.
"Don't burn the pancakes love."
He finally cracks a smile. "There's that smile I love."
YOU ARE READING
Give Me Love
Werewolf"Stiles, it's okay, you don't have to pretend like you care." I say. "I do care, what do you mean?" he asks. "C'mon, we both know you hate me." I say. "No, I despise you for everything you put me through." he explains. "What have I ever put you thro...
