Teen Wolf Imagines

Headstrong - Liam (Pt.2)

It feels like you've been waiting in the ER for hours. In reality it probably hasn't been that long. You still wished they would hurry up. Apparently Melissa is assisting a surgery, and the other nurses seem to prioritize every other injury over your bump on the head. Stiles did tell them you passed out in the car, but now that you've regained consciousness, no one seems too worried.

Scott and Stiles left the room right after they brought you in. They were extremely vague about where they were going, but promised they would still be near in case your injury got worse. You don't know what they could possibly be doing, but knowing those two, they're up to no good.

"Do you want something to drink?" Mason asks you as he stands up.

"Water's fine." You nod with a small smile.

"Coffee and a chocolate bar for you?" He asks as he turns to his best friend. Liam only replies with a nod of the head.

Mason leaves the room, and you watch as he disappears into the hallways. Great, now you're left alone with Liam once again. He's been quiet since you've been in here, which is good because his voice is annoying. His presence makes you uneasy, though. He was so rude to you, you still can't wrap your mind around it. Could be because your mind can't wrap around anything at the moment, or because you just can't believe any guy could be such an asshole.

"Do you need anything else? I could refresh the ice, get you a new towel." Liam offers.

"You should get a towel, yes." You reply. "Use it to get yourself cleaned up, you look ridiculous." You scoff.

"Thanks." Liam huffs.

What did he expect? Now that you're in the hospital already he's suddenly willing to help?

"[Y/N] [Y/L/N]?" The receptionist that helped you earlier stands in the doorway. "Mrs. McCall is ready to see you. She's in the last office of this hallway, on the left." She tells you.

"Thanks." You take the bag of ice from your head, lay it down on the chair beside you, and use both hands to push yourself out of the seat. You almost fall backwards, but two strong hands catch you right before you hit the ground.

"Easy there." As Liam speaks, his breath fans against the side of your neck. He's waaayyy too close for your liking.

Once you're steady enough, you brush off his hands. "Don't touch me."

"Fine, whatever." Liam mumbles, obviously annoyed again.

You slowly walk out of the waiting room and roam the walls with one hand to keep yourself steady. When you're halfway there, you can feel someone's presence behind you. "Are you seriously following me around?"

"You can't even stand up on your own." Liam defends.

"None of this would have happened if it weren't for you." You didn't mean to say these words aloud, but you were constantly thinking them, and you just couldn't help yourself. You sigh. "Just leave me alone, please."

Part 3 anyone?