He stared at me with his blue-green eyes awaiting my response. I could help be swept away and brought off to dreamland whenever I saw him. Yet here we are standing in the vet's office and he is asking me to cut off his arm how roman…
"You want me to cut off your Arm?"
"Yes, we have to stop the infection from spreading."
After that all thoughts, left my brain. I couldn't comprehend what was happening. Words spilled from my lips but I had no clue what I was saying. Thank god Scott walked in not a second later. Especially before I said something I didn't want to say.
Flash forward to after they save Derek.
Driving home dropping Scott off I couldn't help but think about how I just punched him in the face. Shit did it hurt but, I punch my crush in the face. Well if he didn't even think of me before like I think of him. He definitely didn't think of me that way now. It was a quick drive from Scott's house to mine; the deep thinking seemed to make it even shorter. I turned in my drive and parked my trusty Jeep next to my dad's car. As I walked to the door I could help but get the feeling something was off. I couldn't quite put my finger on it yet but something was definitely off.
I fumbled with my keys as I rushed to the door. Quickly unlocking the door and stepping into my safe heaven I turned and locked the door. It was odd all the lights were out in the house. Normally my father would be watching TV in the den for it was too early for him to be asleep yet.
"Dad?" I called out standing in the doorway. No Answer. Odd his car was in the driveway I walked into the kitchen calling him once again but no answer again. That's when I saw it. The pink post it he left for me.
"Stiles,
I got called in to work I won't be home till morning. One of the
guys picked me up.
-Dad"
Dad not being home till morning means no nagging all night. Tonight was taking a turn for the best. I grabbed some water out of the fridge and headed up the stairs toward me room. I got halfway up the stairs before I heard a creek. I paused for a second, listening to see if I could hear it again and see where it was coming from. That's when I heard them, footsteps coming from the direction of my room. I continued up the stairs so quietly you wouldn't even know I was home. I walked down the hall toward my room. By now the footsteps had stopped and everything was quite. I reached for the door handle only to be startled by the knob starting too turned on its own. It was all or nothing at this point. I kicked the door open sending the person behind it up against the wall with a loud thud. I hit the light switch and that's when I saw Derek.
What the fuck are you doing in my room? Wait. What the fuck are you doing in my house?" I screamed at him.
"Shut up! Stop Screaming!" he yelled back.
After a short silence Derek sat up and stared at me and then began again.
"I came by to say thanks for today. After my family had past I've had nobody that has cared for me. After today and you spending all that time to make sure I'll live…. It was nice of you. Stiles I know you don't like me and all but I think we should try to put up with each other for Scott's sake."
I couldn't help but stare at him. He just blew my mind. Derek apologizing and being nice, it was unreal. If he only knew the real reason I didn't like him. Well it was exactly the opposite I was in love with him. His defined body, god like build, and then those eyes; those beautiful eyes that would capture anyone's attention. My heart shuddered when he said my name .I reached out a hand to help him up. He took hold of my hand and instead of me pulling him up he pulled me down. I fell forward into his lap and looked him in the eyes as I lay on top of him.
"I could hear it, your heart that is."
"What?" I asked stupidly.
"When I said your name your heart, it skipped a beat. I didn't think you liked me the same way I thought of you."
He had sent me into shock once again. This sudden confession is everything I'd been dying to hear but why couldn't I speak or say anything I was dying to say. I was too overwhelmed and I did the first thing that came to mind. I leaned further into him and mashed my lips against his. He pushed back with his own lips. Slowly our bodies rubbed up against each other on the floor of my room, our mouths fighting for dominance. It was all too much I couldn't help myself it was there was an animal inside trying to take over. My tongue brushed along his lips and he welcomed it in. we continued our forceful lip locking and tongue battling on the floor of my bedroom. Finally he broke the kiss and just stared into my eyes.
I got to my knees and grabbed his lapels on his jacket and pulled us to our feet while never breaking I contact. He shrugged off his jacket. I followed suit and then pushed him back on to the bed and continued my assault on his lips.