STILES'S POV
"W-Who's this?" His voice wavered at the mention of his first name given by his mother. No one replied to him, again he repeated, but in a more demanding tone. "Who is this?" The pause he was met with was shorter. A rough voice suddenly rang, making the teen jump. "You'll know soon enough, boy." He paled, possibly in anticipation.
"Oh, why are you so pale?" The voice said. The six words that he heard made him look frantically around, but there were only civilians nearby. "Who are you!" Stiles said, tired of the beating around the bush shit. "Looks like time's running out. We'll meet again, Stilinski." The call ended there, as if he didn't get enough heart attacks from the call, a hand touched his shoulder, making his heart from his chest travel to his mouth easily.
"Woah, calm down, Tommyboy!" The voice tried to reassure him, it was only Minho. "Oh." He gasped out. He felt the Asian's gaze burning holes into him. "You got paler." No shit. "You Okay there?" He asked. "Yeah, I'm fine." The lie didn't work, but the boy let it slide. "Come on, let's go back to the others." Yeah, back to them.
A/N,,
Very sorry for the short chapter! Like I said in my past chapters, I'm going to do an original story. I finally decided which story I'm going to do. That's pretty much it. Anyways, stay safe guys!^^
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