she • stiles stilinski & malia tate

𝒊'𝒗𝒆 𝒎𝒂𝒔𝒕𝒆𝒓𝒆𝒅 𝒃𝒆𝒊𝒏𝒈 𝒂 𝒃𝒖𝒛𝒛𝒌𝒊𝒍𝒍

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[SHE]

1.02 || i've mastered being a buzzkill

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Lacey was freaking out.

She'd been gone for fifteen minutes to get a drink and something to eat from the vending machine and when she got back, Liam was gone. She couldn't for the life of her figure out where the hell her brother could have gone with a potentially broken leg. "This cannot be happening. I did not lose my immobile brother in a hospital." Lacey says incredulously, looking around the room. "How stupid do I have to be to lose someone who is literally hopping around?" The blonde asks, looking around. 

She tries calling him multiple times and probably sends about a hundred messages but gets no response from her brother. She sits on the edge of the bed for a few moments, tapping her foot as she tries to think of a way to explain this to her step-father before her eyes widen slightly in realisation. Lacey pulls her phone out, catching it when it slips from between her fingers. "Please, please, please, have your location on." Lacey mutters to herself as she taps on the screen, trying to find Liam's location. 

She frowns at the address, trying to figure out if she recognised it or if she'd be using Google Maps to find it. Because that didn't sound like it'd be very fun.

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In the end, she had to use Google Maps and she somehow managed to make six wrong turns. When she gets to the house, she pockets her phone, pushing the door open when she hears a muffled yell to see three people falling to the bottom of the stairs. "I feel like I should apologise for opening the door." Lacey says, frowning slightly at the three of them. 

"Go. Go." Liam says, wriggling free from the two teenagers and pushing his sister slightly as he breaks out into a run, dragging her with him. 

Lacey doesn't realise how weird it was that her brother was running rather than hopping until they stop three streets over. "What the hell?" Lacey exclaims and Liam looks at his sister.

"I don't know! They kidnapped me! After Scott bit me!" Liam exclaims.

"I'm sorry? He bit you? Are you sure? Are you sure you haven't hit your head? Should I take you back to the hospital so they can check you for a concussion?" Lacey asks.

"He bit me!" Liam exclaims, pulling up his sleeve and showing her the bloody bite mark.

"Oh, my God. That's disgusting. Put it away. Put it away." Lacey says, gagging slightly and Liam pulls his sleeve down.

"Your concern is suffocating." He responds and she rolls her eyes. "How did you find me anyway?" Liam asks.

"Well, I got back to the hospital room and you weren't there. So, I spent a hot minute freaking out, wondering how I lost someone who had a broken leg and was literally hopping around before trying to call you a bunch and sending you north of a hundred messages, I realised I could see your location with Find My Friend. And then I used Google Maps to get here." Lacey says and he frowns at her slightly.

"You tried calling me and when I didn't answer, you thought texting would work?" Liam asks.

"I was worried. I didn't exactly think things through, Liam!" Lacey defends. "Can we please go home now? And we need to figure out how to explain your miraculously healed leg. We'll figure out why Scott bit you later." She says and he nods.