Chapter Twelve || My Only

                                    

                                          

Stiles was sitting outside of his house with a plain look on his face. Malia pulled the car up to the house and shot me a worried look before swiftly opening up the door. 
                          
The boy glanced up quickly and pulled out his headphones, standing he sauntered over to Malia and embraced her into soft hug. He wasn't crying but he seemed cold, as if he could break at any moment and I was almost scared to bring him into a hug but I did. 
                          
Pulling away he gave as a soft smile, "I was at Scott's room last night. He's okay, I think. I though I felt him squeeze my hand back but the Doctor told me that was just reflex." Stiles trails off, his eye fading out of reality and I feel my stomach flip at the sight of him. Malia looked expectantly worried as she gently reached forward and squeezed his arm. 
                          
Shaking his head Stiles look bewildered, "Sorry Mal, I keep zoning out lately and I don't know why." He shifts uncomfortably before glancing at us, "Any good news or something? I need to get my mind off things." 
                          
Malia shrugged and I gave her the look, pausing I see Malia guessing on how to break the news to Stiles who was staring at us blankly. His eyebrows furrowing in confusion at our silence. 
                          
Sighing I stepped forward and cupped Maila's face and brought her down roughly to make out lips touch. 
                          
I heard a loud squeal from behind me and a cry of excitement. Breaking apart I see Stiles standing there clapping like a seal. His eyes glowing as he leaped up and down before bolting forward and pulling us into a killer tight hug.
                          
"Yes! Yes! Yes! This? This is brilliant news, oh Scott will be so excited when he wakes up!" Pulling away Stiles is grinning like a mad man as he punches Malia's shoulder, "I knew you would get her! What did I keep saying? You own my 50 bucks my dear friend!"
                          
A deep blush grows across Malia's face and she gives Stiles a quick glare before reaching forward and taking my hand.
                          
"Now we just need to get Scott back." 
                          
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1 Week Later
                          
"Lydia!" I hear Malia cry as she jogs down the hallway to meet me. Her hair was a frazzled mess and her face was beat red from what I assumed was running.
                          
Concern overwhelms me as I run forward to meet her, "What's wrong? Malia?" I asked frantically.
                          
"Scott... Scott-" 
                          
"What about Scott?" I cried and Malia gasped in a breath, her eyes wild.
                          
"He might be waking up." 
                          
Relief flooded me, slumping again Malia I tried to calm down my shaking body I grab her hand and March out of the school. We make together quickly until I notice someone glance down at our intwined hands. Pulling away quickly I noticed that Malia shot me a weird look and I swallowed down the guilt. 
                          
"Where are we going?" She asked, her voice quivering slightly causing me to cringe. 
                          
I look behind me and noticed that her eyes are rimmed with tears and I guessed they were for Scott, "Hospital." I say simply before jogging out of the school with Malia hot on my heels.
                          
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Stiles was already outside of Scott's room, "They won't let me in." He mutters and I can see him hands shaking. "Saying that they need to make sure he is stable because his heart beat has been increasing, which could be a sign-" 
                          
Malia cut in, stepping forward she gently squeezed Stiles' arm, "Whatever happens, we are here for you. Okay?" 
                          
Stiles forced a smile on his face, "Okay." He whispered back.
                          
I stood awkwardly behind the two, my heart beat racing and my anxiety spinning out of control. My eyes kept glancing at the door anxiously.
                          
"Lyds, you okay?" I hear Malia ask me as I can see her reach her hand towards me to hold it, but she pauses when a nurse comes walking down the hallway. 
                          
"I'm fine." I responded, "Just nervous for him." 
                          
They both nod silently as they collapse on the
chairs behind us, I stay standing, however.  
                          
It feels like minutes turn into hours by this point, all of us staring at the door and waiting for it to open. Finally Stiles had snapped, standing up he marched over to the door. He reached a shaking hand forward and wrapped it around the knob; but he paused. I could see the flicker of fear dance behind his eyes, and I couldn't blame the boy.
                          
What if he walks in on his boyfriend dying?
                          
I bite my lip to silence myself from accidentally saying that out loud. 
                          
Beside me I hear Malia groan, "Open the goddamn do-" 
                          
She's cut off when finally the large wooden door is swung open and Melissa is standing there, a grin stretched across her face.
                          
Thank god.
                          
We all stand, and Melissa brings Stiles into a tight hug.
                          
"He's okay, He's okay." She kept muttering softly as Stiles pulled away. Walking into the room I see Scott laying on the bed, his eye open as he searches the room.
                          
"Stiles- what happen?" He hummed, blinking and I sigh fell from Stiles' lips. 
                          
Walking forward Stiles places a firm kiss onto Scott's forehead and a grin flips up on the boy's lips. 
                          
"My dad." He suddenly gasped as if he remembered all at once and stared at Stiles in horror.
                          
"Locked up." Malia says from behind the two, grinning wider Scott raises his arms and motions for a hug, quickly Malia obliges and falls into the boys arms, 
                          
"I missed." She muttered. 
                          
"Missed you too Scott." I say awkwardly from behind and Malia backs up to take my hand again as Stiles sits at the end of Scott's bed. Staring at the boy his eyebrows furrow together. 
                          
Pausing he bit his lip, "Do you know how long you were out?" Stiles asked hesitantly and his boyfriend shrugged. 
                          
"Awhile I'm guess. I don't remember much, and my head is throbbing." 
                          
"Almost two months." Stiles says flatly, glancing up to meet the boys eyes. "I had to live without you for two months." 
                          
Reaching forward Scott took his boyfriends hand and tried to give him the softest smile that was possible. 
                          
"You're not going to loose me again." 

                          
A/N - Hey guys! I finally finished this chapter :) I think this book is half way done now but don't worry! Ill be making another Malydia one! 
                          
Also! Go check out my new bio! it's so pretty ;0 (lol sorry I'm so proud of it) Thank you to all that have been there for me with the rough patch in my life. I Really needed it! 
                          
Chapter Dedicated too - ArisaSamaBaka!