Because I need you. - A Stalia Fanfiction

Chapter 23

"Malia.." He says carefully.

He walks towards her and he hears her little sobs.

"Come here." Is all he says and she buries her head in his shoulder.

He holds her close, caressing her back and leaving little kisses on her head.
He somehow knows that her father must've told her.

And he knows she's sorry.

"Y-you were right." She mumbles into his shirt.
"H-he told me." She stops talking, just taking in his warmth, his scent, his arms around her.

She loves him.
She loves the way he acts around her.
The way he shows her his endlessly love.
The way he still cares about her although she broke up with him.
Although she accused him.
He's still by her side.
And he'll always be.

She calms down a bit.

"I'm sorry." She lifts her head to look at him.

His Hands cup her face, his thumbs stroking her cheeks.
"It's okay, sweetie. I would've reacted the same way."

He's just happy she's now standing here with him, in his arms.
She's still trusting him.
She's still in love with him.

And of course, he's also still in love with her.

"You're not mad at me?" She asks.
"I'd never be mad at you. You know that."
"So.. This means we're back together?"
"Were we ever broken up?" He says cheeky, raising one eyebrow.
She smiles at him brightly.

And there it is.
His completely adorable enthusiasm, always cheering other people up.

"I love you, Stiles."
"I love you, too, Malia."
They kiss and it's all perfect.
Beautiful. Safe. Warm. Home.

After school they're walking towards his jeep.
"Stiles?" She asks quietly from behind.
He immediately turns around.
"Yeah?" He answers her softly.
"I don't want to leave you. I can't Stiles, I-"
She's tearing up again.

She doesn't know what's wrong with her at the moment, she's in a very emotional state.

He looks at her. He tries to look calm but she sees the pain in his eyes.
"I don't want to leave you either."
"I'll see you at noon?"
"Yeah."
They kiss and Malia walks to her own car.

She drives home.
As she enters the house, she's shocked.
Almost everything is packed in boxes.
She runs around the house.
"Dad? Dad! Are you kidding me!?"
"Hey Malia." He answers very calm.
"I'm not moving today!" She says loudly.
"I know, we'll move tomorrow evening so we'll be in New York around noon."

She can't be here. It's too much.
She leaves again.
But she's too angry to drive, so she speeds of into the woods.
After running around a little and calming down she decides to turn and walk to Stiles' House.

A coyote in New York? What the hell?
She definitely won't be able to turn into a coyote in the Central Park!
She wants to stay in Beacon Hills.

She knocks on his door and he opens.
"Hey Mal, you're early." He greets.
But his face drops immediately at Malias expression.
After she's inside, she hugs him.
"What's wrong, baby?" He asks softly stroking her hair.
"We're moving tomorrow evening." She says with a very, very hurted voice.
He freezes.
"T-Tomorrow?"
"Yeah." The tears start to roll.
"I can't loose you." He whispers.
"I won't let you go."

She doesn't know what he means.
He talks in secrets.
He can't change her dad's decision.

She suddenly gets sick.
She pushes Stiles away, holding a hand in front of her mouth.
She's running to the nearest bathroom and vomits.
Stiles is suddenly there, holding her hair.
After everything is out, she flushes the toilet. She goes to the washbasin and washes her mouth.
"Sorry." She says.

He looks at her shocked. Worried.
He seems very confused.

"It usually happens in the morning." She adds.
His mouth drops.
"U-usually?? And you didn't tell me?? God Malia, since when??"
"A week, maybe.." She answers, looking at her feet.
"A week? Oh god, Malia!"
He rubs his forehead.
He seems to be very churned up.

He looks at her, his gaze softens.
"You need to tell me such things, Malia.
So I can try to help you. Figure out what's wrong."
"Okay." She says, looking him in the eyes.
She knows he only wants her best.
He hugs her.
"Are you okay now?"
"Yeah."
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1. Long Chapter!!
2. I BET EVERYONE OF YOU KNOWS WHAT I'M APPLYING TO IN THE LAST PART
3. that wasn't exactly what I thought of when I started writing this fanfic, but it just popped into my mind.
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