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"Sorry what did you just say?" she asked cocking her head a little as she turned to face the figure next to her.

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benchwarmerstilinski
isaacall
untoldregret
haleofadad
xmpulsxve
"Sorry what did you just say?" she asked cocking her head a little as she turned to face the figure next to her.
text: I love you, Derek
[text]: Where have you been?[text]: I love you, too.
Witty little title
Fuck man. Where are you? You agreed to be here an hour ago! I'm freezing my ass off and I need whatever you are selling. Isaac sent him a whiny text. Why do you even sell for Hale anyway? And when am I going to get a best friend/drug buddies discount from you? Not like I don't like smoking and hitting up with you, just prices are so high these days. He responded, hoping that the other would text him back soon enough. It was getting really cold outside and Isaac wasn't wearing a jacket.
Derek was scared to love Stiles, scared to admit his feelings. He would never admit that there would be nights where he would sit outside Stiles house, just in case something went wrong, so he could be the one to save him.
so friggin…
// omg omg omg omg omg
Angry, hurt, pissed off. John bust into his house angry. Upset was an understatement. How could he be this stupid? This blind? Oh he had enough. John went to gather all of Stiles's things and put them in bags. John was done. John thought trust was the key but that couldn't been strong enough. Oh..he couldn't wait until Stiles walk through that door.
Stiles...
"Why do I have a message on the house phone from a guy name Charles and he says he can't wait to see you again?"
On phone. Lost internet. FML.
"Want to tell me what happened?"
"Stiles, it's f-fine. It's nothing. Don't worry about it."