Aria's Point Of View
"B-But.." Was all the poor Stiles brought out yesterday before I just left him staring at his bedroom ceiling. I now was at Allison's. We were watching a movie called 'Against Human Race 2'. It was a romantic action film about people killing random shit. We took a break from the movie and went downstairs. "Want anything to drink or eat?" The sweetest niece ever aka Allison asked me. "What? No, thanks. I'm good." I responded. Allison ran upstairs to get her phone, still In a conversation with me about the film. While she was up someone knocked. I, directly opened up. "I don't even care about Stiles, he's kinda lame actually." I spoke to Allison. I turned my gaze to the familiar boy with the adorable curls. "Scott? What are you doing here? It's like,..not that late. But still. Why are you here?"

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