Hey, you guys. I am SO sorry that I haven't updated in like what three months I think. My life has been incredibly hectic since AP classes and I haven't been able to find the time to even try and complete chapter 4 and 5 of What the Heart Wants. I hope you guys can wait just a little longer, I promise these next two chapters will be worth the wait.
And don't worry, I am getting enough spazz from my friend who helped me come up with the story so I know I am really slacking. But, no worries, I don't shiv and will post as soon as I can. Again, I am terribly sorry.
To atone for my slacking, I am going to give you a preview of chapter 4:
Michael walked Stiles into a little café and they went to a booth. A waitress came by and took their order which wasn't much since they just had come from the festival.
"Your order will be out in a bit, huns." She said as she went to go take the order of another customer, her country accent giving a warm, soothing feeling to the already cozy aura of the little shop.
"So, after this did you want to go to the movies? We still have awhile before we have to meet with Danny." Michael asked, looking at Stiles and noticed the slight frown on his face. "What's wrong?"
Stiles realized Michael was becoming worried about his wellbeing and looked at him. "I don't know. I just have this feeling that we're being watched, like this menacing aura is waiting to crash down on us."
Michael knew that Derek had been following them since the festival but he didn't think he would be such a level 6 creeper. He reached over the table and grabbed Stiles' hand. "Everything is going to be fine. You know what, you can decide what we do next."
Stiles smiled at Michael's concern and his sweet gesture and pushed the unsettling feeling aside. He was out with Michael, having a good time, and he wasn't about to ruin that since he did need it. "Alright, I think we should go to the movies and then, if we still have time, we should go for a walk."
"Sounds like a great idea." Michael said as the waitress came back with their food and drinks. "Let's eat so we can head over to the theater."
Stiles doesn't need to be told twice and digs in to his sandwiches. Michael chuckles and drinks his coffee, glancing out of the window behind Stiles and smirking at Derek as he received an intense glare that showed devilish intent.
Hope that was able to keep you content and psyched for the actual chapter. Again, I am really sorry that I didn't get to post and I will see you next time. Bye!