Perfect Heterochromia ≫ S. Stilinski [ON HOLD]

XIII

CHAPTER THIRTEEN
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[im the alpha now]

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Warnings: fighting, blood and wound descriptions, gunshots and murder.

Winter formal, Beacon Hills High School

Alison and Jackson had left to go somewhere not that long after we sat down, and Lydia went to dance with her lacrosse-star-wannabe date. That left Stiles alone at the table with me.

I wasn't nervous because it was just stiles and I - after all we'd been alone together before but this was a high school dance. From what I hear you're meant to go with someone like a boyfriend or a girlfriend and Stiles wasn't either of those. I felt comfortable around Stiles but with the added factor being that we are each other's date at a school dance, for some reason, made me nervous. I don't get nervous.

It got worse when Stiles saw Allison and Jackson join Lydia and jock-boy on the dance floor.

"Wanna dance now?" I looked at him as he sat swivelled in his seat, "I'm good right here." I said, my distaste for dancing was evident yet he didn't stop asking.

"You know what..." I raised a brow at a now standing up Stiles, "Oryn, get off your cute sarcastic ass and dance with me right now." I pressed my lips together to stop a smile from coming to my face, "surprisingly forward approach but still, no..." I tested him and to no surprise he didn't give up.

"Look Ryn, over the time I've known you, you've been full of surprises and honestly it amazes me. I don't care if your Dereks sister and that I have a possibility of getting killed for this, and I don't care that you want to keep up with emotionless and heartless act - I don't care!" I continued to look at him with no emotion, it's like he said but in reality my heart was going 100.

"I know you - okay? I know that you are scarily strong and smart, so independent that half the time when I stand next to you and you're speaking it's like the whole world fades away - I can't take my eyes off you." I closed my eyes to make myself stop staring at him, eventually the smile I was holding back let slip and I stood up, "I still don't know how to dance." I warned him but instead of taking it badly he only flailed around with a ear splitting smile, "I'll teach you."

I grabbed his arm and led him to the dance floor, ignoring the fact that I could feel him giving himself a silent victory behind me. When getting onto the floor I turned round to Stiles and stood ready also slightly panicking - he stood in front of my with a kind smile while telling me to just relax.

Slowly but surely he brought his hand to mine and pulled it up and back so that I was closer to him, while his other hand went to my waist. I took a guess and placed my hand on his shoulder, he took the lead and began swaying us to the song as it had now slowed to a more romantic song.