Disclaimer: I add in a cheerleading team and I might not get the characters just right. I am also adding more to each chapter so it will take longer.

Ch:3 Pov: Allison

In the middle of telling some of the girls from the cheerleading team a story back when I lived in San Francisco, I was interrupted by a knock on the door. Getting up to answer it the others went back to gossiping. Opening the door my heart started speeding up and my breath caught in my throat at who is at the door. " Jackson, what are you doing here weren't you going to hang with Danny tonight?" I was confused as to why he's here.

"I uh um I sorta wanted to talk to you about something." Jackson stuttered out. You could practically see the nerves rolling off of him.

I have never seen Jackson this nervous not even when he told Danny about the supernatural or even when he announced that he is Bi. Giving him a reassuring smile I lean on the door frame gesturing for him to continue.

He kicked his Tom fords on the ground for a minute looking like he was deciding something. He must be deep in thought because when laughter broke out inside it startled him. "Could we go somewhere more private?" Jackson practicality beg. Clearly whatever it is, is very important to Jackson so I nodded and let him in. Ignoring the group in the living room I lead him upstairs towards my room where I know it will be private.

Closing the door I wave towards my bed for him to sit down but he just paces in the middle of the room. Concern at the way Jackson is acting I lay my hand on his shoulder to stop his pacing. "What's going on, you're starting to worry me?"

Jackson must have seen the worry written all over my face because he got this look in his eyes the same one that Stiles gets when he has to do something he dreads. He inhaled before going on from the looks of a long-winded speech he's been practicing. "There's something I've been needing to tell you. Something really important and I haven't been able to figure out how to tell you and what I have to say is something that will change things hopefully not in a bad way because I rather not have your father and Mccall chasing my ass and now I'm rambling like Stiles." I don't think he took a single breath through that whole thing but I am curious about what he thinks would change our friendship so much that he thinks it could turn out bad.

"Hey, Jacks whatever you have to say it's ok I promise it won't change anything. Just please tell me whatever's got you so tense," promising him I won't leave seems to calm him down some at least it got him to stop babbling. "Ok, now that you calm down some will you calmly tell me it is what you want to talk about. Whatever it is can't be that bad I mean compared to my aunt and grandfather being insane serial killers or my ex turns into a werewolf every full moon better yet it can't be as bad or as bizarre as when Peter Hale came back from the dead." He chuckled shoulders visibly relaxing for a moment then he remembered why he's here and then he got all nervous and tense again.

"I came over here to tell you something, something that I need to get off my chest even though things will most likely be weird after this.

"Jacks what are you talking about?" I interrupted but he just kept going on like he can't hear me.

"I just have to tell you before someone lets it slip because there is no way none of the other wolves haven't noticed, hell I bet Scott has noticed." Rambling on he started wildly gesturing around.

"Jacks" I raised my voice trying to be heard over his loud overthinking but again he didn't hear me.

Now back to pacing he continues his ramble. "I don't me he is dumb I'm just saying that he can be very oblivious with his wolf senses and…"

"JACKSON!" Not one to shout it startled Jackson and even the noise downstairs went quiet for a moment before starting up again.

"I'm rambling again aren't I?" Jacks asks sheepishly a blush rising from his neck to his ears. I nodded waiting for him to gather himself. Jackson is starting to freak me out a bit. I mean he's acting like Stiles with all the nervous twitching he's doing. "Anyway you don't have to say anything but I just need to get this out there. I like you more than a friend. Have for a while I'm not sure if it started before I left or when I came back but I realized it when that omega threw you off that cliff and we thought you were dead for a moment. It felt like the entire world stopped when you fell and I am blabbering again. My point is I like you and you don't have to say anything but I just had to get it out in the open after what happened the last time I held everything in."

My heart leaps out of my chest at the confession. When he caught his breath he must have taken my silence as my answer, a moment later Jackson started heading for the door. "Wait". He stopped shoulders high but didn't turn around. Moving to stand in front of him I wrapped my hands around his staring at them for a moment to rally my thoughts.

Lifting my head about to say something but the look on his face made me shut my mouth. Instead, something in me made me lean in, and…

"Well, what happens next?" Even though the phone I can hear Lydia's inpatients to know the rest of the story. I don't say anything for a moment mostly too distracted with grabbing my materials for school but also to drive Lydia nuts.

"Come on Allison everyone already knows you guys are dating just tell me how it happens." Lydia Martin doesn't beg but it sounded as close to begging as she can get.

"Sorry I was just getting ready to head to school."

"Why, we still have a little over an hour till we need to go to school?" Even as she asked I can tell she is figuring it out as we talk. Waving to my dad I headed out to the driveway. "Before you go meet up with Jackson can you tell me why you were hanging out with those cheer-bimbos when they are so beyond you?"

I rolled my eyes at the comment and distaste in her voice for the cheerleading team. I mean I get it, some of the girls on the team like to steal others' boyfriend the captain Christine tried to take Jackson and from what Stiles told me it was a bloodbath that Christine didn't win but for as long as I've known Lydia she's hated all the cheerleaders even the nice ones. From time to time she gets kinda ridiculous about it like calling them names usually means someone rubbed salt in the wound.

Getting in my car I transfer the call to the speakers "I was helping them make their signs and they also needed a place with a big enough kitchen to make sweets for the bake sale. Mrs. Menes said she gives anyone who'd help extra credit and since with the supernatural being more active lately, my grades have slipped. I need the credits."

"Besides don't you want to know what happens next?"

Her silence was answer enough. I was about to tell her the rest of the story when Lydia said she had to go that her dad was calling. Knowing how rare it is that he calls I told her I told her the rest of what happened after school then we hung up. Pulling into the school's parking lot my attention was automatically drawn to the only other car in the lot. A dolphin grey Porsche with one Jackson Whittemore leaning on the hood with an uncharacteristic nervous look on his face. Pulling into the spot next to him, Jackson waited for me to get out before pulling me into a, particularly heated kiss.

I pull back from the kiss gasping for breath and not just because I needed some air. The look on his face almost melted my heart right out of my chest. I don't think I have ever seen him this vulnerable with anyone which melts my heart even more. Giving him another peck on the lips I slipped my arm through his and we headed to the field to continue talking about what we were discussing yesterday.

Strolling to the bleachers we climbed to the top of them and sat down. Jackson slid his arm from my throwing it over my shoulders. We sat there in silence for a moment enjoying the nice spring day. Feeling the spring wind brush my face I close my eyes enjoying the warm breezes for a moment. But we woke up early for a reason.

Sighing partly because I'm nervous and partly because of how peaceful it is out here. Turning towards Jackson the same nervousness on his face I gather the courage to start. "Are you still sure you want to do this because not everyone is cool to this kind of thing?' Maybe it's my insecurities or maybe it's because I know that he's insecure about what people think of him but I had to ask.

"What Allison of course I want to do if anything I want this more than I have ever wanted in my life. Am I nervous yes but in my time in London I learned to stop caring about what others think and besides I'm a werewolf who used to be a giant lizard and your family are the first supernatural hunters our lives aren't normal why not add this to the mix especially if it makes us happy?" My chest fills with happiness at the self confidants in his voice, it still amazes me how different this Jackson is from the one I first met. London has changed Jackson for the better. The pack there did wonder helping Jackson through his emotional probably with his family and his confidence.

Grabbing his neck I pulled him into a heated kiss. It could have been minutes or hours but I didn't care and from the way he pulled me closer he didn't seem to care either. ' Focus Allison you're not just here early to snog your boyfriend, wow boyfriend it's still so surreal sounding even in my head. Allison focus!' Slipping out of his arms I scooted back from Jackson a little bit so I wouldn't get distracted again. "You are amazing and I am so glad you came back so I can meet you, I am falling for but we didn't show up early to have time to make out," Jackson smirked at that last comment.

Rolling my eyes I continued what I am saying, "I just want to know what exactly are we going to do or say?"

His look is saying Allison your inner hunter is showing. "I thought that's why we came here early so when he shows up for school early like he has the last couple days and we tell him the truth."

I raised my eyebrow at his plan, sometimes I wonder if turning into a werewolf you lose your common sense. " I'm just going to point out the flaws of that plan. One is other people would be coming in and he might not feel comfortable doing this in front of people especially when those people are a bunch of teens that like to gossip. Two you want to tell Stiles Stilinski someone with Severe ADHD that we have feelings for him right before he needs to go and focus in class." He seems to realize the cons of his plan. "Third we have more time to talk and discuss everything and eventually get him to stop overthinking everything if we wait till we are somewhere more private and fourth if he rejects us do you want to have an audience and have to go through school?" Jacks sheepishly shook his head no.

"So what are we going to do with all this free time." He must have realized how dirty that sounded because the reddest blush I have ever seen traveled up his face like a wildfire. Jackson even started to sputter trying to make it better which of course only made it worse but it also made him look cute as a puppy. The longer he talks the deeper the blush on his face got. Finally, I couldn't take it. I burst out laughing, Jacks joined in a moment longer. Laughing so hard I keeled over Jackson had to grab my arm to keep me from falling off the bench.

When I caught my breath I grabbed my phone from my bag. Surprise it's been only twenty minutes since I got here. It felt longer than that but not that long at the same time does that make sense. "Hey we still have forty-five minutes and I only had a quick breakfast and I know you wolves are almost always hungry, want to get something to eat at the little dinner down the road."

"Sure." Getting up himself he held his hand out for me to take. Sliding my hand in his he pulled me up with no effort, I got to say the werewolf strength is very useful. Hoisting up my bag onto my shoulder we headed down the bleachers towards the parking lot. I paused at the sidewalk to ask which car we take but Jackson just headed towards his car. Jackson turns to me while holding open his door with a raised eyebrow, his expression saying 'You coming?' Smiling I got in the car. Getting in himself Jackson stole a kiss before starting the car, then we were off to The Forester diner.