Luke's Pov

After I walked inside mine and Olivia's apartment building I saw Olivia lying on the couch with the T.V turned on.

I shook my head and walked down the hallway to head to my room.

Once I got to my room I closed the door and walked towards my bed. I sat down at the edge of my bed and placed my bags on the ground next to my bed.

A sigh escapes my lips as I hid my face into my hands.

I'm not sure how to feel. I'm not sure what to do.

So far the only person that has been on my mind ever since coming to Beacon Hills is Stiles.

Stiles is literally the only person that's been on my mind. Stiles this, Stiles that, he's literally the only person I think about.

I just can't get him out of my head and it's insane because I've literally only met him for a few days.

He has to have some sort of magic charm on him that's made me fall for him. 

But with his beauty, it definitely came naturally. No magic, nothing.

And that's just what made me fall for him more.

But the question is, does he even like me? Does he like boys in general?

With the amount of times I tease him and flirt with him he must be annoyed with me. But I hope he knows I do that because I like him.

He obviously gets annoyed by it, but from the looks of it, he seems to like it as well.

"Let me guess, Stilinski is on your mind again?" the voice of Olivia asked.

I jumped, clearly startled, and turned around to see my sister leaning against my door with her arms crossed.

I scowled slightly, especially because of the smirk on her face.

"Would it kill you to knock?" I asked, clearly annoyed.

"I did, three times. You were just too busy daydreaming about Stilinski to notice" Olivia sassily smiled.

I opened my mouth to say something but Olivia narrowed her eyes at me, daring to say something.

I thought about it for a few seconds. A huff escaped my lips and I rolled my eyes at her.

Olivia smirked before pushing herself off the door and walked towards me. 

I scooted over to the other side so that way she could have space. She smiled at me and sat down next to me.

"Is Stilinski still on your mind?" Olivia asked, raising an eyebrow at me.

"I'd say no, but you know me too damn well" I scoffed.

"See, you're getting it" Olivia smiled, patting my shoulder.

I rolled my eyes but allowed a tiny fond smile appeared on my face.

"Yeah, he is" I nodded.

"So, what's the problem? Why do you seem upset?" Olivia asked.

"I'm not upset. I could never be upset for liking Stiles" I defended.

If anything, I'm proud to like Stiles. Anyone should be proud to like him.

"So, what's the problem?" Olivia asked, confused.

"The problem is I don't know if I don't know if I should continue liking him" I sighed.

"What? Why?" Olivia asked.

I shook my head and ran a hand through my hair.

"Liv, you know that I don't like relationships. You know that I've only ever had flings or one night stands" I said.

"I know. Trust me, I could never keep count of all the girls and boys you brought over" Olivia deadpanned.

I can't even argue with her on that.

Because it is true.

"But Luke, I can see it in your eyes that you feel a spark towards Stiles. I know that you don't want him as just a fling or one night stand" Olivia said.

"You're right, I don't" I agreed.

"So why are you worried? What's stopping you from declaring your feelings for him and asking him out?" Olivia asked.

"I'm worried that he might not like me back" I said.

"Now that's bullshit" Olivia scowled.

"Language" I smirked teasingly at her.

The scowl didn't leave her face as she smacked my head upside down, causing me to wince.

I rubbed my head and glared at her, the scowl was now on my face while the smirk was on her face.

I rolled my eyes before sighing, trying to stop myself from tugging at my hair.

"I'm worried that he doesn't like me. I feel that he's annoyed by my constant flirting, the smirks and the winks. Maybe he only sees me as just a friend" I explained.

What if Stiles doesn't like me?

What if he doesn't even consider me a friend and just finds me annoying?

How would it feel if I got heartbroken by the one person I have actual feelings for?

Olivia sighed and scooted closer to my side. She wrapped her arm around me and almost immediately I leaned into her side.

Whenever one of us is sad, angry or anything, we're always there to comfort each other.

It's what we've always done since we were kids.

"Luke, I know for a fact that Stiles feels the same way. Yes, I will admit that he seems a bit annoyed with the flirting, but he hasn't complained about it or told you to stop. He doesn't want to admit it, but he might actually really like it" Olivia smiled.

This made my eyes lit up as I looked at my sister.

"Really?" I asked.

"Really" Olivia nodded.

That was enough for me to lighten up a little more, my confidence being boosted up.

But, another thought came into mind, causing me to go back to before.

"But...what if he doesn't like me back? What if he only sees me as a friend?" I asked.

Olivia threw her head back in annoyance, couldn't really blame her, before picking her head back up.

"Luke, brother, he does feel the same way. Whether he shows it or not, he does. Trust me, I see it" Olivia said.

"But-" I started but she cut me off.

"Luke, if you can't see that he likes you back, you're just causing more pain to yourself" Olivia softly said.

My sister sighed before standing up. She patted my shoulder, causing me to look up at her.

"Luke, if you really like him, go for it. Don't miss your chance. If you do, someone else is going to come and snatch him away" Olivia softly said.

With that, she left my bedroom, closing the door behind her.

When she was gone I groaned and laid down on my bed, sighing at the impact.

I really do like Stiles. And I know for a fact that he's the only person I'm willing to start a relationship with because that's how much he means to me.

All the other girls and boys that I've had flings or one night stands with, they can't compare to Stiles.

Olivia's right. If I don't act upon these feelings soon, I'll lose him to someone else.

I can't let that happen. I won't let that happen.

Stiles is who I want.

I always get what I want.

So, rest assured that I'll do whatever I can to make him mine.