Liam
Three days. It's been three days since it happened. Three days since I messed up. I told him how I feel. I kissed him.
Three days. Three days since I ran away from him. Three days since I ran into the woods. I'm hiding from him. I'm hiding from everything.
One year ago. We met one year ago. One year ago Scott saved me and bit me. One year ago I fell for him.
He doesn't love me back. I know he doesn't love me back. When we met, he hated me. He still hates me. He never told me he hates me, but I can tell he does.
Right now, I'm sitting against a tree somewhere deep in the woods. No one knows where I am. I never told anyone, not even Mason or Scott. I never even told anyone I was leaving.
Mason and Scott are probably looking everywhere for me. They're my best friends. They're the only ones that care about me. They're the only ones that love me.
I hear a noise. Sounds like footsteps. Soft, slow moving foptsteps.
I slowly stand and look around. I take a big sniff of the air. The person's scent is extremely familiar. It smells like the person is stressed out and worried.
It smells like him.
I turn toward the preson that's now emerging from the trees.
It is him.
But why is he here?
"Liam?"
"Why are you here, Stiles?"
Stiles is now standing about twenty feet away from me.
"I've been looking for you for three days, Liam. Why the hell did you leave!?"
"You know why I left, Stiles."
"You left me," Stiles says wih a sniffle.
Is he crying?
He walks closer to me. He walks closer until he's five feet in front of me. I see that he's close to tears.
"You left me, Liam." His voice is barely a whisper.
"Why do you care whether or not I'm gone?" I whisper back. "You hate me."
Stiles looks confused.
"I don't hate you. I could never hate you."
"Why do you care whether or not I'm gone?" I repeat.
Stiles looks me in the eyes for a second. I close my eyes while waiting for his reply.
I feel a soft pressure on my lips. It takes me a second to realize he's kissing me. And another second to kiss back.
Stiles places his hands on my waist. I wrap my arms around his neck.
It feels like I'm in heaven. The man - or is it boy? - I love is kissing me.
Stiles pulls back. "I care because I love you."
I smile widely. "I love you, too."
I kiss him again.
One thought appears in my mind: Finally!
