This Life Of Ours (very slow updates)

Give Me Love

Hi! So I got the inspiration for this one after listening to Give Me Love by Ed Sheeran. Hope you enjoy. By the way if there's anything specific you would like me to write just comment and I will.

Disclaimer: I do not own Teen Wolf.

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Give Me Love.

I wish he would love me again. The way he loves her. The way he used to love me. I wish he'd give me hugs, and lift me off the ground and spin me. I wish he'd hold my hand and walk me to class. I wish he'd whisper sweet things in my ear, and place soft kisses on my forehead, my nose, my lips. But he doesn't, and he won't. He has her.

I wished on a star that already passed.

I wake up every morning and remember. Allison, gone. Aiden, gone. We've lost too many. It's not fair. Everyday I wake up feeling more and more alone. Tear tracks stained on my cheeks, but I can't change it. What's done is done. They're gone and all I can do is let go. Easier said than done. It's hard to fight when there's no one to fight with you.

Standing at my locker I can see them. Just twenty feet away, walking, holding hands, and laughing.with each second that ticks by they get closer. Stiles catches me starring,  but I look away, slam my locker, and walk the opposite direction. As I walk away Scott catches up to me. He is probably the only person I can stand to be around these days.

"Hey, you okay?" He asks.

"How'd you know?"

"I could hear you slam your locker from a mile away," I chuckle. "You know he still loves you right?" I look back at Stiles and Malia leaning against the lockers, him whispering in her ear, her giggling then reaching up to kiss him.

"Yea no, I'm pretty sure whatever love he felt for me is now burried deep in the ground." I say sadly turning back to face Scott.

"Why don't you just talk to him? You're making the situation worse for yourself by avoiding him." He suggests. I pondered the idea for a bit.

"I suppose, I guess I could call him tonight." I say.

"Great, well I better head to class. I'll see you at lunch!" He yells while running down the hall.

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8:39 pm. Might as well call now. I unlock my phone and call. Each ring draws out until finally he picks up on the fifth one.

"Hello?" He says.

"Stiles, hey,  it's been a while since we've talked,  I thought I'd call you." I say hopefully.

"Oh, well nows not really good time. Malia's over so..." And just like that all hope is deflated. I scoff.

"Of course, this was a bad idea anyway." I say quietly.

"What do you mean by that?"

"Nothing, goodbye Stiles." I say then hang up. A minute later I get a text from him.

'What's going on?'

'Nothing... go, be happy.' I reply.

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"You can't just keep playing and seek Lydia!" Stiles says as I close my locker.

"Well I'm done hiding, so you can stop seeking." I say walking out the doors and head toward my car. He doesnt stop though, instead he follows all the way to my car. I fumble for my keys, not being able to get it through the lock.

"You can't just keep running away from me Lyds! What did I ever do to you? Why is it that all of a sudden you stopped talking to me!?" He says rather loudly. By now my hands shake so much that my keys fall right out of them. I can feel the tears as they start their race down my face as I stare at the ground. I turn around to face him.

"Well what am I supposed to say when I'm all choked up and you're okay!?" I shout.

"The truth Lydia, just tell me the truth!"

"You stopped." I say shakily.

"Stopped what? "

"You stopped,  you stopped loving me." I say, the tears steaming down faster now. His tense form relaxes and he walks over to me then crouches down, picking up my keys. He grabs my hand and lays them in my palm. Then he does the unexpected, he wraps his arms around me and holds my. I lean my head on his chest, feelung his heart beat. I pull away to look at him.

"I'll never stop loving you." He whispers reassuringly, placing a soft kiss on my forehead. Then my nose. And finally my lips.

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"Give me love"