Stiles' POV

After loosing Amanda, I made sure she was by my side all the time, and she was okay with that.

We were in my backyard under a big oak tree. My back was against the trunk of the tree and Amanda's head was lying on my lap.

We were pointing out clouds to each other and she said, "Look!" And pointed to a cloud. "That one looks like a baseball bat!"

"Which cloud?" I asked. She then took my hand and moved it so it was pointing to the cloud she was talking about. I tilted my head a little then I saw it. "I see it!" I exclaimed causing Amanda to laugh.

"Amanda, I think there is a talk we need to have..." I said. I was planning on playing a prank on her.

She sat up and asked, "What is it Stiles?"

"I might be..." My voice trailed off.

"You're not gay," she said with a really? face.

I scoffed and said, "I could be." Yeah this plan didn't work out.

Then she cupped my face and she smashed her lips onto mine. My eyes widened, but then I sank into the kiss and I closed my eyes. She then pulled away, but I leaned in for more. Then, she put her finger up to my lips and I opened my eyes and did a pouty face.

"How about know?" She asked cheekily.

"Definitely not," I said and wrapped my arms around her waist, pulled her closer to me and I kissed her again.

Then a bee flew in my face and I quickly pulled away and swatted it. I guess that made it mad because it came back for me. I stood up and started running around my backyard. I yelled and Amanda was laughing non stop causing me to laugh at my silliness.

Then Amanda stood up and walked over to me. She took my hands and said, "I think it's gone...Now where were we?"

I leaned in for a kiss but then the sprinklers turned on. It was like the world didn't want me to kiss the irresistible Amanda.

The cold water splashed both of us and Amanda's eyes widened and we both screamed because it was freezing.

I then wrapped my arms around her waist and lifted her up and spun in a circle. Then I put her down and we put our foreheads together and we were laughing.

Then my dad came out and said, "Oh shoot! I wouldn't have turned on the sprinklers if I knew you two were out here...sorry."

He then went inside and turned the sprinklers off and walked back outside. "Amanda, would you like to stay for dinner?"

She turned to me and I had a pleading face on causing her to smile. She then turned back to my dad and said, "I would love to, thank you Sheriff Stilinski."

"Anytime," he said and walked back into the house.

"Wow, we're soaked," Amanda said and looked at our clothes.

"Follow me," I said and I took her hand and she followed behind me into my room.

I opened my drawer and took a plaid shirt out and tossed it to Amanda. She caught it and said, "Thanks, Stiles."

Then she took off her shirt but she had a tank top on underneath and she put her arms through the shirt and left it unbuttoned. Then she started to walk like she was in a fashion show and when she came up to me, she posed and put her hands on my shoulders.

"Encore!" I said and she looked down and laughed.

She then sat down on my bed and I took off my shirt and put on a dry one. "Ready?" I asked and held out my arm.

In response, she held my arm and we walked downstairs and into the kitchen. We sat down at the table and we interlocked our hands underneath it.

Then my dad placed plates filled with food on the table. There was steak, green beans and rice. Amanda's eyes widened and I saw her lick her lips slightly. "This looks delicious! Thank you so much," she said with a warming smile.

"Dig in," he said and held up his fork.

And that was our cue, we let go of each other's hands and took our forks and started eating.

After dinner, Amanda and I got into my Jeep. "Stiles, have I ever told you how much I love your Jeep?" She said and rubbed her hand along the seat of the Jeep.

"More than me?" I asked playfully.

"Yes, Stiles, way more than you," she replied sarcastically.

I then leaned over and kissed her cheek. I then pulled the joystick and pressed my foot on the gas pedal and pulled out of my driveway.

I turned on the radio and Play That Song by train came on. Amanda turned to me and her face lit up with joy.

We sang it on the way to the school. I'm a terrible singer, but Amanda didn't seem to care. We were both having a great time together.

When we arrived, we got out of the Jeep and walked to the trunk. I opened it and pulled out two lacrosse sticks. I handed one to Amanda and took out a few balls. Then we walked onto the field and stood in the middle of it.

"You're going down, Stilinski," Amanda said playfully.

"Not unless I take you down first," I replied cheekily.

She laughed and said, "It's on!"

We bent down and put our sticks near the ball and I said, "Ready...Set...go!"

Then Amanda quickly scooped the ball and ran toward my net.

Then I caught up to her and ran next to her. Then I accidently bumped into her causing her to fall.

I stopped running, dropped my stick and bent down next to her.

"Oh my gosh! Amanda, I'm so sorry!" I said.

I could see pain in her eyes. "Stiles..." She moaned.

"Let me help you up," I suggested and she nodded.

I helped her up and she quickly grabbed her stick and continued cradling and running toward my net.

"Not fair!" I yelled after her.

I grabbed my stick and ran after her. Then she pulled her stick back and threw the ball into the net. "Score!" She yelled and held up her arms.

I then went up behind her and wrapped my arms around her waist and lifted her up and she laughed.

I gently put her back on the ground and she turned around to face me.

She wrapped her arms around my neck and smiled. Even though we've only known each other for about a week, it felt like I had known her for a lifetime.

I returned the smile and she leaned in for a kiss and I met her halfway. I felt a smile form on her lips and we pulled away.

"I love you," she said massaging the back of my neck.

"I love you more," I said back.