Happy Friday =) and here is the last chapter where cuteness insues...i swear...there was nothing about this fic that was suppose to be serious and that makes it so great...I wrote so many essays last quarter, it was nice to sit down and write something that meant nothing and wasn't important to anyone other than myself. Now if anyone has any suggestions or idea for another fic i could write I would gladly apperciate the help. I can't promise it will be out within a timely manner, but I want something not serious to write in-between my essays that I will have to write. So any suggestions would be wonderful. They can be Teen Wolf or some other fandom...anyways moving on...thanks for the support for the fic and may you read me in the future.

Thanks, now please read, review, and enjoy.

Kai

Lessons in Love

Chapter Three

"First thing to know about love is that it isn't rational. If your love is true, it will drive you 100% insane." Stiles said as he watched Derek study him carefully, while nodding his head in understanding.

"And if this supposed love doesn't make you crazy?" Derek inquired and Stiles bit his lip.

"Then, it's not true love." Stiles said in a matter-of-fact tone, which made Derek nod his head once more.

"Well then, what's the difference between love and true love?" Derek asked and Stiles felt the heat rise to his cheeks. This seemed to be happening to him a lot lately.

"Well…That's a good question..." Stiles stammered as he desperately tried to come up with an answer, "I don't totally know. I'm not an expert after all." Stiles finally admitted and all Derek did was stare at him blankly.

"You may not be an expert, but you apparently know more about love than me."

Stiles pressed his lips into a line and shrugged, "If I had to make a guess, I would say that true love is love that you know way down deep in your heart that makes you feel so crazy that you actually believe yourself to be sane." Stiles muttered, sounding distant as if he trying to convince himself of his own definition.

"Okay, moving on. What are the tell-tale signs you are in love?" Derek asked abruptly and Stiles stammered for a moment, taken somewhat off guard at the sudden change in subject.

"Well a few are stuttering, sweaty palms, avoiding eye contact." Stiles muttered more to himself than to Derek as he thought seriously about other signs that might possibly indicate one would be in love. "Oh! Also your heart beat quickens, and you can't stop thinking about the other person, even when you desperately try to, and of course to top it all off there is jealousy."

Stiles noticed that at the mention of jealously Derek sat up straighter and cleared his throat as if he was suddenly uncomfortable.

"Jealousy is the horrible feeling you get that makes your insides twist in all directions. It is generally part the beginning of a relationship, but sometimes it continues through the relationship. That for the most part is considered bad because apparently there is a lack of trust between the two. "Stiles continued, but stopped when he noticed Derek biting his lower lip.

"It's safe to assume then that jealously makes you want to hurt people then?" Derek inquired. For the most Stiles was sure Derek already knew the answer, but just wanted it be reiterated.

"Yeah, so you've felt jealousy before then?" It came out a question, mostly because Stiles could barely believe perfect Derek Hale would need to feel something as lowly as jealously, due to the fact he was well…Perfect…Had Stiles already thought that?

"Maybe," Derek mumbled, and Stiles frowned.

"Well, who made you want to hurt someone?" Stiles asked before he could think about the words that had poured from his mouth.

"Just a person…" Derek mumbled again, clearly wanting to avoid answering the question, and Stiles felt his heart drop.

"You can just admit it. I understand you miss you Kate." Stiles snapped and looked away from Derek and down at the checked print tile floor.

"It wasn't Kate!" Derek snapped and Stiles eyes shot back up, locking with Derek, who looked at the leaner boy with a desperate expression.

"Well that's surprising…Maybe, maybe… we can work with these new feelings." Stiles stammered as he fought against the lump that was growing in his throat. That wasn't what Stiles wanted to hear. Stiles should have figured this would happened. Derek learning about love and falling in it, this had been invertible right? But…Stiles didn't want Derek to have feelings for someone new, especially when he wanted Derek to have feeling for him.

"Yeah," Derek mumbled clearly noticing Stiles discomfort and taking a step forward into his personal space. Stiles suddenly felt panic well up within him as the proximity between him and Derek closed. Abruptly Stiles pulled away and took a step back, looking quickly down at his watch.

"Shit, I have to go meet Scott." Stiles lied, "Can we continue the lesson later?" Stiles then added earnestly, and Derek just nodded his head.

Quickly Stiles turned and hurried away, brushing his hands over his eyes to try to hide the tears that were prickling his eyes. He had to hide. He had to run. So, that was what he did.

Stella spun around in front of Stiles, in yet another outfit. Stiles wasn't sure how many outfits Stella had tried on, he had lost track awhile ago and in all honesty Stiles just didn't care. So, he was also unsure why Stella cared so much. Generally she didn't give a rat's ass as to what she wore, but for some reason she had demanded Stiles rush over to her house and pick out clothes out with her.

"You'll look fine in whatever you choose to wear." Stiles sighed as he slumped down on Stella's bed and buried his face in the pillows.

"What's got you so depressed, generally, your way more attentive to my fashion shows, even though you have no clue what fashion actually is. You didn't even care when I said I was going to get naked."

"What!? You're going to get naked?" Stiles stammered as he shot up and looked around frantically, Stella just rolled her eyes.

"Now, I finally got your attention? God Stiles, what is on your mind?" Stella sighed as she slumped down on her bed next to Stiles.

"It's just that the person I like…" Stiles paused and pursed his lips like he didn't wanted to continue what he was about to say, "They like someone else, and for some absurd reason I had actually been hoping that maybe they might have fallen for me." Stiles sighed and fell backwards on to Stella's bed.

"Well that's dumb. That person is stupid because they don't know what they are missing because you are amazing just the way you are Stiles. I swear, you are all you ever need to be and as long as you are you, you'll find someone who will love you for exactly that." Stella said as she slumped down beside Stiles and gently took Stiles hand in her own, gently giving it a tight squeeze.

"You say that I'm amazing just the way I am, but truth be told I feel anything but." Stiles mumbled and it was then that he noticed his voice was shaking.

"They aren't that great if they can't see how great you are, and trust me you are amazing. What do I need to say to convince you of that?" Stella whispered softly in his ear, and Stiles shrugged. He didn't know. All he knew was that it hurt.

"You swear?" Stiles chuckled softly and Stella nodded her head.

"I swear, and that should be all the convincing that you need." Stella laughed as she gave Stiles a wink and shot up out of bed, continuing her fashion show once more.

A couple of days later Stiles sat on the cold metal bleachers that sat beside the lacrosse field, ignoring all the text messages Derek kept sending him. Stiles wanted to reply, but he was certain that he couldn't look Derek in the eyes, without the heartache building up from inside him.

Sure, he wanted to explain to Derek everything, but he didn't see how he could. At least not without revealing the fact that he was in love with him, and Derek didn't need to know about Stiles feeling for him. All it would do is make things more awkward between them. Of course at this point, things seemed pretty awkward between them now that Stiles kept ignoring Derek's messages.

Stiles sighed and spun his phone absently in his hand, suddenly it vibrated, Stiles rolled his eyes and shoved his phone into his pocket. He knew already who the message was from.

"You aren't answering my messages!" A voice sounded from under the bleachers, while a hand reached out and grabbed a hold of his ankle.

Stiles yelped in surprise and he looked down at his captor. "That's not funny! Derek let me go!" Stiles said, not even bothering to conceal the anger in his voice.

"It wasn't meant to be funny. Now, if I let you go, do you promise not to run away?"

Stiles grumbled, but nodded his head up and down. Promising he wouldn't run away. He was a lying, and as soon as Derek released his grip, he shot down the bleachers, racing across the field. But only all too soon for Stiles taste, he was tackled to the ground.

"Damn it Stiles! Why won't you just stop and talk to me?" Derek panted as his arms snaked around Stiles waist, preventing him from escaping.

"Let me go!" Stiles yelled as he tried to squirm out of Derek's grasp.

"No! I'm not letting you go until you talk to me!" You've been avoiding me all week and I need to know why. Tell me Stiles what did I do?" Derek pleaded and Stiles felt a tidal wave of guilt crash into him.

"No, it wasn't you. You didn't do anything." Stiles said softly as he stopped squirming and looked up into Derek's eyes.

"Then why are you ignoring me? I know the other day you were upset, but you didn't even tell me why and I never got to ask because you disappeared in such a hurry." Derek sighed and his grip around Stiles waist loosened, but he still didn't release the younger teen.

"I swear… It… It wasn't you and I'm sorry. I just I had to go." Stiles mumbled and Derek let out another sigh.

"That doesn't tell me why you were upset! You have to tell me exactly why you were upset with me." Derek said in a low dangerous voice, which caused Stiles to squirm again.

"Do you really want to know?!" Stiles demanded finally pulling away out of Derek's grip and scrambling to his feet. Derek sat up and gave Stiles a desperate look before he took back on his feet.

"Yes, of course I want to know! I wouldn't have gone through all this trouble if I didn't truly want to know." Derek growled, sounding annoyed with Stiles.

"Fine! It's you! I like you. Heck I've like since I first realized that I liked guys. But I knew you were off limits. You were out of my reach because…" Stiles paused and bit his lip, in a feeble hope that it might prevent the tears that were threatening to fall from the corner of his eyes. "I was just simply Stiles."

At that statement Derek gave him a look of confusion, and Stiles felt completely embarrassed and he turned to run again, but Derek was ready this time and reached out gripping his wrist, pulling Stiles back into his chest.

"You being just Stiles is all you've ever needed to be." Derek whispered as reached out and cupped Stiles cheek, forcing Stiles to look him in the eye.

"What?" Stiles stammered, finding himself caught off guard by Derek's statement.

"Who you are is all you have ever needed to be." Derek repeated, but Stiles still felt confused.

"What?" Stiles repeated and Derek rolled his eyes.

"It was you. The other day, I got jealous over you. You…just you have the power to make me insane. I'm always worried about you. What you're doing? Who you're with? Why you're with them and not me?" Derek said softly as he gently traced his thumb across Stiles cheek, which made Stiles's breath hitch.

"That almost makes it sound like you love me." Stiles whispered, and his breath caught again as he spoke.

"Yeah, I thought that part was obvious." Derek said with a warm smile.

"Why me?" Stiles mumbled, his insecurities getting the better of him once more, which caused Derek to frown.

"Because you make me so insane that the only logical explanation is that you make me completely sane."

"What about Kate? I thought you were upset about her and wanted to get back together with her?"

"We were never really serious. We mostly just made the picture perfect match, but one day she noticed how I looked at you. It was then that she decided to stage our break up to force me to talk to you." Derek said with a shrug, but Stiles eyes went wide in surprise.

"You just wanted to talk me?" Stiles could barely believe it.

"Yeah, I thought it would be obvious due to the fact I asked you to tutor me in love." Derek mumbled, his cheeks reddening as he spoke and it made Stiles smile.

"Damn it…does this make us both fools of love?" Stiles sighed, " because the only reason I took on being your tutor was because I wanted to talk to you." Stiles mumbled and this time it was Derek's eyes that went wide in shock. "I mean… I know I just confessed to you, but it's just so much more than that. I just wanted you…" Stiles' rambling was abruptly silenced as Derek slammed lips their lips together.

After a long moment Derek pulls away, a wide grin spread across his face as looked at Stiles gapping expression, "You have no idea how long I have wanted to do that." Derek added with a soft chuckle.

"You waited to do that?" Stiles paused, and then continued, "Do you want to do it again?"

"Now, that's a stupid question." Derek laughed lightly as he leaned down and stole a quick kiss from Stiles, who squeaked in surprise, "I think the student might have surpassed the teacher." Derek said.

"A plus." Stiles laughed as he flung his arms around Derek and kissed him again.