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I was put out of my “Isaac Lahey-Daze” when the doorbell rang. Kate was in the other room, so I decided it would be best to just answer it myself. 429Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡucbc5viNSU
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“Listen. I DON’T WANT YOUR DRY AND CRUSTY-heyyyyy, Stiles.” I said, realizing that it was not in fact, the girl scouts. I remembered what had transpired over the last 24 hours, and I went back to being angry.429Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡYNJoe6hnJO
“Nope. No thank you.” I said, quickly going inside, and closing the door.
There was a ring at the door again.
“I don’t want to talk to you.” I yelled
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“What is your problem, Stiles?” I asked, swinging the door open. I was quickly pulled into a tight hug. I didn’t know how to react for a few seconds, but I wrapped my arms around his neck, and enjoyed the peaceful embrace. After a few seconds, he quickly pulled away.429Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡReooSIT3wr
“I-I’m sorry. I should have asked.” He blurted out, worriedly. I smiled weakly.
“It’s okay. I like when you touch me. But not in a weird way. Because that's weird. And it would be weird if I liked you in a weird way, because that would make the situation weird. But I don’t. So it's not weird.” I stated, trying to hide my obvious guilt.429Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡyvcYtC2SIs
He pulled me into a quick embrace again, and then held my elbows.
“Were you hurt?” He asked, inspecting my face.
“Only emotionality.” I giggled, half-joking- and half-serious.
“I was so stupid- I AM so stupid. Probably one of the stupidest things I’ve probably ever done, actually. And that is saying a lot.” Rolling his eyes at himself.
“But seriously.” He retorted, looking longingly into my eyes, and pushing my bangs out of my face.
“I'm not going to lie to you, Stiles. It was a dick move.” I remarked, releasing myself from the physical connection, and walking out to the driveway.
“And I realize it now. I know that I screwed up.” He replied, trailing behind me.
“I’m not going to give you excuses, because that's all bullshit, and you don’t deserve that. I can’t change the past, but I can change my choices in the future.” He said, trying to persuade me that he was going to change. The whole ordeal reminded me of the scene from Little Women when Laurie is telling Jo how he loves her, and how he had loved her since the day that they had met. But alas, I am not a character in the 1860s, and this was one of my best friends apologizing for leaving me in a cell, (as far as he knew) unprotected, with an unidentified werewolf. But I did believe him with his honest concerns and remarks.429Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡOTyYrWwoMy
“Stiles.” I said, cupping my hand around his cheek.
“It's okay. I forgive you.” I honestly spoke.
“But I was a jerk and I-” I cut him off
“You are oh-kay.” I said, bringing my face close to him, to the point where they were almost touching. It was intimate, and calming. We stayed like this for a moment. 429Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡgyWXbfuH6X
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“Are we about to kiss right now?” Stiles blatantly whispered 429Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡYhujSOxcio
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“Are you serious right now?” I hissed
“I don’t know, our faces were kindof close so I wasn’t sure.” He hissed back
“Even if we were about to hypothetically kiss, WHY WOULD YOU ASK RIGHT BEFORE?”
“Your face was ‘hypothetically’ at the correct ‘hypothetical’ kissing height.” He replied.
“What the actual hell is a ‘kissing height’?” I asked429Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡEMPu5ux1ZE
Suddenly, the door opened, and Sydney ran out without a single explanation.
Stiles and I gave each other confused looks, as we called her name with zero response.429Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡefRqLymCIy
“Should we go after her?” He asked, clearly confused.
“I’ve learned in the past week that it's better to just give her space.” I said, shaking my head.
“Alright. I better go. My dad said he is making a special lunch today that I ‘cannot miss’. Apparently, it's going to be super epic.” He sarcastically explained.
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“Alright.” I laughed
He started to walk to his car, when he turned around with the Stilinski-Smirk across his face.
“Were we actually about to kiss?” He asked. I thought about the millions of witty responses, but I decided to play it- ‘back’.429Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡyZVAmT3RML
“After locking me in a cell? In your hypothetical dreams Stilinski.”
