...stiles and Derek...


16. im so sorry

We finally told them over diner. I could hear stiles heart beating faster and I reached under the table to grab his hand but … grabbed something else… he jumped up which made everyone freak. I chuckled and rubbed my mouth. They all were okay with it after a couple questions. Stiles was relived. I knew he was nervous. But not as nervous as I was for what was going to happen next.

Everyone left at around 11:30 and stiles dad showed up soon after that. Me and stiles went up to his room trying to avoid his dad. Stiles sat at his desk and I sat on his bed. We sat in silence for a while. My phone vibrated in my back pocket, it was Cora. Then it vibrated again and it was stiles “so… what you wanna do” I looked up at him and smiled. He texted again “What’s wrong?” “Nothing” I said out loud. He pushed off his chair and sat across from me on the bed. “Stiles?” I asked “ya?” he answered. I shook my head saying never mind. “What...tell me Derek?” He said. “I really love you is all.” I said looking over at him. “That’s it?” “ya…” “uhh okay then”


xX_Stiles point of view_Xx

I looked over at Derek. He wasn’t telling me all of it, I could tell because the look in his eye almost like some part of him was going to just burst out crying. The other part of it was the strong part of him, the one that wouldn’t let himself cry. I grabbed his hand. “I, I just love you and I don’t want to leave, I don’t want to ever leave you” he said grabbing me in a tight hug. I just sat there “what are you talking about? Derek are,” I didn’t want to say it. “Are you leaving? I whispered.  He looked me in the eyes and kissed me. I pulled away. “Derek are you leaving?!” he looked down away from me. “I don’t want to...”

“So you’re not right? Derek tell me you’re not leaving”

“It’s Cora she wants to leave and get away from this, this drama.”

“No, no. You can’t be serious Derek. Please tell me you’re kidding.”

“Stiles, I love you so much.” I watched a tear fall from his nose onto the floor. I grabbed his chin and pulled his face up to look at me. I whipped his next tear, putting both hands on his cheeks. “Derek?” I said. He looked up at me. I searched his eyes, trying to find out what do, or say. I locked sight with him and kissed him. I felt him wanting to pull away, like he couldn’t stand it, in a bad way, like if he kept doing it he could never leave. But I pushed him back onto the bed, and lay on top of him. How could all this happen? I wasn’t gay. I hated Derek. I loved Lydia. I only talked to Scott. And now what? I’m making out with Derek in my bed, almost crying because he’s leaving! Wow Derek changed me in so many ways… what if when he’s gone I’m not gay anymore, what if I hate him all over again, what if it’s just me and Scott again. I wanted to cry. So did he.

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