Luke's Pov

I had a hard time focusing on school.

I'm sure you can all relate. 

Because, come on, nobody really likes school and dozes off whenever they feel like it.

I'm just stating facts. Sue me.  

Alright, moving on. 

The reason I had a hard time focusing was because memories of last night replayed in my mind over and over again.

The way Stiles had leaned in and pressed his forehead onto mine had caught me off guard. 

I didn't expect him to do that. But, I wasn't complaining.

Although, I was disappointed that he didn't make a move to kiss me.

I didn't care if it wasn't on the lips. I would've taken a kiss to the forehead or to the cheek.

I just wanted a kiss from Stiles. That's all I wanted.

Wait...?

Did I just say what I think I did..?

Did I just say I want a kiss from Stiles? Did I really just say that?

A loud groan escaped my lips and I banged my head on top of my desk, trying me best to ignore the heat creeping on my cheeks

What the hell is going on with me?

Why is Stiles making me feel this way towards him?

God, what is he doing to me? What is this affect that he has on me?

"Mr. Carter!"

My head snapped up and I looked at the person that yelled my name.

I saw the teacher, whatever his name was, glaring at me with a hand rested on his hip and an eyebrow raised at me.

"Is there a reason for your interruption?" the teacher asked. 

Interruption...?

I took in my surroundings and realized that everyone was staring at me.

June was in my class and she was staring at me in confusion and amusement.

I sent her a faint smile before turning back to my teacher, who was still glaring at me and waiting for an answer.

I rolled my eyes and leaned back in my seat.

"It's not my fault. Your class is boring and I have no interest in learning anything that comes out of your mouth" I bluntly said.

"Excuse me?" the teacher angrily asked.

"You're excused" I smirked. 

The class let out 'oohs' while June sighed and shook her head in exasperation.

She already knew what would happen and she knew she wouldn't be able to get me to stop.

"Mr. Carter, what I teach in this class is important. You'll need it in life when you grow up and attend college" the teacher sternly said.

"Sure, whatever floats your boat" I rolled my eyes.

"Mr. Carter, if you continue with that attitude you will be forced to leave" the teacher warned me.

Why do I keep calling him 'the teacher'?

Oh, right...

Because I couldn't be bothered to remember his name. 

"Well then don't speak to me and continue your crappy lesson" I shrugged. 

A few students tried to hold in their laugher while a few others didn't bother hiding them.

June tried to send me a scolding look but she was trying her best not to laugh.

Especially at the way our teachers face turned red from anger and frustration.

"That's it. Leave. Now!" the teacher demanded, his arm extended out to the door.

"Gladly. I was seconds way from falling asleep" I grinned.

I stood up and began collecting my things and stuffed them into my bag.

A chuckle snapped me out of my thoughts and I turned around, only to see the teacher smirking at me.

"Well, Mr. Carter, I hope you realize that it's your education that's on the line. Not mine. Whether you graduate or not, it's on you" he smugly smirked.

The classroom went silent as everyone stared at him with wide eyes.

June was glaring at him, looking ready to lunge at him and rip out his eyeballs.

Don't underestimate her. Alright.

She might be sweet and kind, but if you cross her or mess with someone she cares about, you're dead within seconds.

I was completely unfazed by what my stupid teacher said and simply hummed.

"Yes, that's true. My education is on the line..." I trailed off.

I swing my bag over my shoulder and took a few steps forward.

 I was in front of his desk I placed both my hands on top of the wooden surface. 

"However, I have nothing to worry about. I'm already great at everything and my grades are perfect too. I might not like the work but at least I understand it and do it" I finished.

I leaned in closer, watching in satisfaction as he backed away slightly.

A chuckle escaped my lips as my eyes met his.

"And while I'm out partying and enjoying my life as a young and handsome male, you're stuck here. Grading papers. And you'll end up dying a virgin because, let's be honest, no woman would ever want to get into bed with a sad sap like you" I mockingly smirked. 

Silence.

Absolute silence.

Nobody said anything nor did anything.

Everyone was silent and frozen in shock at what I just said.

The silence was broken by none other than June, who burst out laughing with small tears streaming down her cheeks.

Soon, everyone burst out laughing and had their own tears in their eyes.

A blush of embarrassment appeared on the teachers face and he glared at me.

No, let me rephrase that.

He TRIED glaring at me.

I was unfazed at his attempt to glare at me. He looked rather constipated.

"Well, it was a pleasure, but I must go how. Bye" I mockingly smiled and waved at him. 

With that, I turned  around and walked out of the classroom.

I shut the door behind me as I left, smirking when I heard the stupid teacher let out a squeak.

The halls were empty, given that classes were still going, but I didn't mind since I could really use some time for myself.

I need to think about, well, everything that has happened so far.

I just want to make sense of everything.

When I reached my locker I simply stuffed my bag inside and shut the door close.

Turning around, I let out a sigh and slid down to the ground with my knees hugging my chest.

I clenched my eyes shut and basked in on the silence. It felt nice.

"Mind telling me why you're here and not in class?"

And my moment was ruined.

Ruined by someone of a voice that I knew way too well.

I reopened my eyes and was met with my sister, who had her arms crossed while staring at me with a raised eyebrow.

"Take a guess" I shrugged.

"The teacher said something, you got annoyed, talked back, was asked to leave, got annoyed when the teacher pissed you off again and decided to give him a taste of his own medicine before finally leaving" Olivia deadpanned. 

"Pretty much" I nodded.

"Of course" Olivia rolled her eyes, her lips twitching slightly. 

I waved her off as I stayed on the ground, not bothering to get up.

Olivia sighed as she shook her head before joining me on the ground, bringing her knees up to her chest.

"Shouldn't you be in class?" I teasingly asked, raising an eyebrow at her.

"Yes, but the it's not a crime to miss a few minutes of class. Besides, you and I need to talk" Olivia said.

"Talk about what?" I asked.

Olivia sighed and rolled her eyes in annoyance. 

"You and Stilinski" Olivia said.

Oh...

That's what she was talking about...

"What's there to talk about?" I asked, hoping to get myself out of this conversation.

"Everything. I want to know what's going on between you two" Olivia said.

I opened my mouth to say something but stopped when my sister shot me a glare.

I sighed and ran a hand through my hair as I shrugged my shoulders.

"I honestly don't know how to answer that. I'm as confused as you are" I replied honestly.

"Why are you confused? Don't you like him?" Olivia asked in confusion.

"I do. I really do like him, there's no lie in that" I, again, replied honestly.

"So, then what's going on between you two? Why aren't either of you making a move?" Olivia asked in annoyance.

"I don't know! I really don't know!" I yelled out in frustration.

Groaning, I hid my face into my hands and let out a tired and frustrated sigh.

I gave myself a few minutes to calm down, that way I wouldn't yell again or snap at my sister.

The last thing I wanted was for everyone in this damn school to hear us. This is private conversation between us siblings.

Finally, when I felt myself relax, I removed my hands from my face and turned to my sister.

She was staring at me with a worried frown on her face as well as some worry shown in her eyes.

"I want to make a move on him. I swear I do. But, I don't know if that's a good idea" I said.

"What makes you think that?" Olivia asked, looking confused.

"I don't know. I...I just don't think he's ready to get into another relationship" I sighed.

"Another relationship?" Olivia asked, her eyes widened slightly.

I pressed my lips together, internally cursing at myself for revealing that.

"Stiles was in a relationship with some dude named Derek. They were together for two years but they broke up. It was messy. Stiles was heartbroken, he still is" I explained.

Clenching my fist at my side while gritting my teeth, I spoke up again.

"It didn't help that Stiles and I saw him at the mall today with his new girlfriend"

I swear to god I want nothing more than to rip that guys head off for hurting Stiles.

And the fact that he moved on with some random chick after him and Stiles broke up is just a low blow.

I turned to my sister and her reaction was definitely something I expected to see from her.

Her teeth were gritted together, both her fists were clenched at her sides and rage and hatred was flashing through her eyes.

She hasn't even met the dude or seen him but she already hates his guts.

Looks like I'm not the only one that cares about Stiles.

"You better give me a good description of that motherfucker because when I find him I'm going to rip him in half" Olivia downright growled.

"Get in line" I scoffed.

She wants to kill him, that's fine.

But she needs to wait her turn.

Especially when I'm the one that's going to be killing him first.

I watched in amusement and amazement as her entire facial expression changed and she was no longer in rage.

She no longer looked like she wanted to torture Derek slowly and painfully.

She now had a look of realization on her face as her eyes met mine.

"Wait, is that why Stiles's eyes were red and his cheeks were puffy when we met up with you guys at the mall yesterday?" Olivia asked.

"Yeah. He saw his ex-boyfriend and his new girlfriend together at the store we were shopping at" I nodded.

"And the restaurant we were going to enter first, Derek and his new side chick went inside and that's why you suggested we go somewhere else" Olivia narrowed her eyes at me.

"Yep" I revealed.

Olivia eyed me up and down before letting out a loud snort.

"Wow. You really must like him that much" Olivia grinned.

"Huh?" I asked, raising an eyebrow at her in confusion.

"Luke, my dear brother, you have never been one to comfort others. And you have never been one to care about their feelings. Of course, you only comfort June, Jake and I. But, around others, you are as cold as ice" Olivia explained.

I pressed my lips together and simply looked down at my hands.

I couldn't say anything because she spoke nothing but the truth.

I have never really been one to care about other peoples feelings. Ever.

With my one night stands, girl or boy, I always told them to fuck off the next day and told them to never contact me because what happened the previous day was just for a night.

With my flings, well, it was basically having a short term relationship with them. 

Nothing serious. All we ever did was have sex if we felt like it or we needed to blow off some steam.

But, they have only ever lasted for a few days. 

The longest was a week. But that was it.

But, what frustrates me about my one night stands and my flings is that they all wanted more.

My one night stands wanted to get to know me more.

My flings wanted something serious. They wanted a serious relationship rather than one that just involves sex.

And I've always rejected them.

Because, come on, I'm not the serious type. None of my one night stands or flings would receive any type of care or love from me.

It was only ever sex.

Nothing more. Nothing less.

But...now that I've met Stiles, something has changed.

I'm flirting with him, I'm being all nice to him and I even make sure that he's comfortable whenever I were to touch his thigh or something.

Not to mention how soft I am towards him.

For god sakes, I literally comforted him when he broke down to me in the bathroom.

And I'm not the best at comfort.

"I like him, Olivia. I think I really really like him" I revealed.

"Then why aren't you making a move?" Olivia asked.

"I just told you. And, I wouldn't want to rush him into something when it's clear he's not quite ready" I sighed.

"Luke, I'm not telling you to make him your boyfriend. I'm telling you to get to know him more, spend more time with him. Alone" Olivia explained.

I looked at her and raised an eyebrow at her.

"Spend more time with him alone. That way you two get to know each other more, get to understand each other more. And, when the time is right, ask him out on a date" Olivia explained.

That...

That actually is a good plan...

If I don't want to rush into things so that I don't pressure Stiles into something he isn't quite ready for, I can take things slowly.

And I can start by hanging out with him when it's just the two of us.

"You know what, Liv. You're right" I hummed.

She let out a scoff as she shook her head at me.

"Of course I am" Olivia smirked, flipping her hair.

I rolled my eyes but allowed a small chuckle to escape my lips.

Olivia then let out a sigh as she slowly stood up from the ground.

"Well, I gotta head back to class. There's only ten minutes left and I don't fancy getting detention if the teacher realizes I missed half of the class" Olivia said.

A laugh escaped my lips as I nodded at her.

"But, Luke, just take what I said seriously. Make a move and shoot your shot with Stiles. Otherwise, you'll end up losing it" Olivia sternly said.

With that, she turned around and walked down the hallway to head back to class.

When she was out of my line of sight I let out a sigh and threw my head back slightly.

She has a point.

I've gotta shoot my shot with Stiles or else I can say goodbye to the chance I have with him.

I guess it's time to put this plan into motion.