Derek's POV:
So my friends and I all arrive at school and instantly hear all sorts of gossip about us and why we were talking to Stiles. None of it is true, we all just share a look. At lunch, we all start talking about how Stiles was probably just a quiet kid and people most likely started gossiping about him which led to all kinds of hearsay, this made us realise that Stiles is probably just a nice guy that was made out to be a villain and nothings going to stop us from being his friend now. We all agreed that we would try as hard as we can to make him see that we're here for him and we don't care about rumours. His words replayed in my head all night after he said them, his voice seemed so calm but when thinking about the words I could tell there was a storm of broken glass raging inside how when he spoke although his voice was sweet it had a slight sting not just because of the sass and sarcasm but from how he rarely spoke and it makes everything he says sound so broken. It hurts my heart to hear and I can't even imagine what he's been through and how much the gossip has gotten to him over the years.
After our discussion, we all headed towards Stiles corner and we found him smiling and drawing something in his sketchbook. As we approach he slams his book shut and turned to face us before saying in a joyous tone "Did you guys hear? I've learnt magic or paid you guys to talk to me" and he started laughing, it sounded so beautiful and occasionally he snorted but I couldn't help think it was cute. He began whipping away invisible tears before saying "I'm sorry rumours are going around about you guys but I told you to stay away, people will just keep talking if they see you lot coming near me (he pointed to a couple of people staring behind a bookshelf) there's probably going to be more now, I suggest you'll leave before they get more bad ideas".
This time I spoke first out of my little group "We're not going anywhere unless you agree to hang out with us", the look on his face is as clear as glass, he's curious why we came back. He let out a little chuckle and shook his head "You guy must have a popularity death wish or something, why would you want to hang out with me...?". Isaac beat me to a reply with "We don't believe any of the rumours about you and we're not going to stop until you're our friend" then he flipped his scarf, I swear if we weren't talking to Stiles I would laugh at the action because he's always trying to be sassy and make scarfs seem like a necessary accessory.
His smile was so bright and it reached his eyes causing wrinkles and deep dimples that make me want to melt however that's when his words contradicted his appearance as he stated "You don't want to be my friend trust me...I'm too broken", the last words were just a whisper. I chose to speak before he made a getaway again "What do you mean broken?", he just looked at me with those deep chocolate doe eyes and mouth slightly agape before whizzing out of the room.
I let out a long deep sign "We're gonna need to step up our game guys".
Stiles POV:
Huff, I wish I could be friends with people but everything always backfires and blows up in their face for knowing someone like me. What I don't understand is why now? Isaac, Erica and Boyd have known me for years so why do they want to be my friend now? Is Derek the reason they want to be my friend? Is he the reason they don't think any of the rumours are true? How does he know?
There are too many questions and no way of answering them unless I talk to Derek's group and I can't do that without putting them at more risk.
I guess I'll talk to them if I can find them after school, just one more hour till then.
-After School-
Derek POV:
I walk out of school to see Stiles leaning against the walls staring at people passing by like he's looking for someone, that's when he spots me. He pushes himself off the wall and began strolling over. OH GOSH, he's smiling! Does he know how Hot he looks right now? W-wait his mouths moving-He's taking! He's talking to me.
"I-I'm sorry I didn't hear, c-could you repeat that?"
"Oh-Um yeah, I just wanted to know 1 why don't you lot believe the rumours secondly why do you lot want to know me?"
I have to admit I'm a bit taken back by all his forwardness but at the same time, it makes him seem like one of the most real people I've ever met.
"Well from observation you don't seem like the person people are trying to make you a-and well we all agreed that when people do interact with you you seem sw-KIND you seem kind and y'know we think you'd be a good person to be friends with", oh geez I was about to call him sweet! I can't do that, I might scare him off.
"Oh", that's all he said before going quiet, did I say something wrong!? oh he hates me now!
"Oh?" I repeat.
"Umm I- guess I could try to be your friend if that's what you really want. But you're going to have rumours surrounding you and you'll probably leave me soon anyway so what's the harm in having people around for a few days- I guess we can be friends if that's what you want?"
"YES! I-I mean yes, that'd be great nice yeah sure, I'll see you Monday?" I question hopefully and he gives ME a small smile and nods before disappearing.
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Broken is Beautiful-Sterek
RomansaTRIGGER WARNINGS: drugs abuse sexual abuse depression self-harm/ suicidal thoughts (Welcome! I haven't written a book in ages and I still have so many incomplete ones: better get started on them too... ANYWAY, this is my first TeenWolf/Sterek fanfic...