It started one day, the way he looked at me. Scrawny little Stiles, the annoyingly loud kid a few grades down, walks up to me, fidgeting with his hands. "Uh, hey Derek, did you need any help with anything?" He asks tilting his head as he stops in front of me.

"Nope!" I respond, walking around him, trying to ignore him. He catches up to me and says; "I'll carry your books to the library." I froze, I didn't know what to do, I didn't know what to say.

I looked over at him, he was acting so strange, falling over himself. He stumbles to a stop before returning to my side. I glare at him. "You're scaring me now, take a look at yourself. I don't know what game you're playin', but I don't want to play it."

"N-no, no game. I just, you know, wanted to be nice. I realise I can be annoying and strange. But I wanted to show you I have a helpful side, and maybe make you less angry at me." He says looking down at his hands.

I look at him confused before sighing. "Fine, here." I shove my books in his arms. Which he awkwardly catches. "I don't know how you knew but yeah I have a free period. Carry them to the library and leave. No talking to me on the way."

He nods as I walk away. He follows a step behind me. I notice people looking at us weirdly and I just glare at them. When we reach the library I walk up to a table and point at it. He carefully puts them down and turns to me. "Anything else?" He asks innocently.

"No! Thank you." I say turning away from him as he nods. I don't feel him move so I glare at him as he looks at me smiling. "R-right see ya!" He says before he tries to hug me goodbye. I growl at him as he steps closer. He drops his arms and hurries away.

I sit down at the table confused. 'Why would he want a hug?' Then suddenly I realised something. 'Oh no, does he like me?' I sigh. 'What do I do?'

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Stiles was walking down the pavement trying to talk to me. I of course was ignoring him. He wasn't looking where he was going and fell over a hedge. I try and hide my laughter.

"Derek, wait. Hey!" He says getting up. "Look, Derek, man, what are you doing right now? Maybe we could hang out."

"No." I quickly respond. "Aw come on. I'm not doing anything and you seem to be bored walking around." I sigh. "Stiles, what made you think I'd want to hang out with you?" I say, still not stopping to have a conversation.

He walks in front of me and begins walking backwards. "Well, I don't know. You seem lonely. And I've been told I occupy the space of at least 3 people. I thought someone quiet like you would even out my waterfall-like mouth. I could do all the ta-" He walked into a tree.

I laugh before bending down to offer a hand. "Aha, see I made you laugh. No one can do that, since you're always frowning. No one except me. You could benefit from having me around." He says proudly, taking my hand. I pull my hand back glaring at him, once he's on his feet again.

"I don't need anyone around. Especially an annoying Spaz like you." I say walking away.

"Oh! Ok." He says sadly and quietly before walking away.

'Something's not right, it's not the way it used to be.'

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I'm at a party on Saturday night. 'I don't want to be here but where else am I gonna be.' I stand against a wall, away from all the drunk teenagers, watching as they rub all over each other.

I look over to the drinks area, watching as Stiles takes a drink, his friend Scott trying and failing to tell him to stop. Stiles argues back pointing in my vicinity before sculling the drink.

He slams the cup down, looking towards me, blushing being caught looking at me, before grabbing another drink and walking to the adjacent wall. Scott follows him, scolding him once again.

An hour goes past and my legs are starting to hurt. I notice the couch is empty, so I rush to sit on it, using my legs to ensure it's mine alone. I lay my head back closing my eyes to focus on the music.

I feel a tap on my shoulder and angrily open one eye to see a bright red Stiles. His pupils were wide but he looked tired.

"Could I sit down? I need to sit down. I think I had too much to drink." He says lazily yelling to be heard, slightly slurred. I huff and sit up. "Just don't throw up." I say crossing my arms. He gives a thumbs-up and slumps on the couch.

I focus my attention on the now very drunk people dancing. I see a girl rub her butt all over a guy and I cringe. I turn to look at Stiles and notice him staring at me. "What's up?" I ask. He shrugs. "Well, could you stop?" He shrugs again. I look away.

He kept looking at me and it didn't feel right. He went to ask me something but his words got in the way. "Derek? Do you know- wait, has anyone told you- no, urgh!" He lays his head back and drags his hands down his face.

"Are you ok?" I ask. "No!" He says, sounds mumbling through his hands. "Where is Scott?" I ask. He peaks through his fingers before lowering them. "I don't know. He left to shoot his shot, haven't seen him in a while."

"Stiles, you need to go home. This isn't a place for you, especially when you're drunk." I say standing up. "And it's a place for you?" He asks looking up at me.

I give him my hand. "No, I'm leaving now. You can come with me and I can drop you off at home or I could leave you here." He takes my hand nodding. "Yeah, home sounds good." He mumbles.

I pull him out of the house and to my car. "You should text Scott, and let him know you're leaving." He nods, gets in, buckles up and pulls out his phone.

"You live with the sheriff right?" "Yep, that's my daddy-o." He slurs while laughing. I nod before driving off. We drive in silence or what I think is silence. I turn to check on Stiles at a red light and notice he's fallen asleep. I smile before driving off.

I stop at the Stilinski house and gently shake Stiles awake. "Huh, what?" He says rubbing his eyes. "You're home." I say as he looks out the window. "You brought me home?" I nod. "How did you know where I live?" He asks in a silly voice. "I use to get in trouble a lot. You're dad let me off a few times so my mum made me bring cookies for him." I explain.

With his eyes half open he smiles. "Thanks!" He says leaning over and kissing my cheek before getting out of the car and walking into his house. I pause and blush. "What just happened?" I whisper, touching my cheek. Suddenly I realised. 'He loves me! Oh, he loves me.' I gasp blushing. 'What do I do?'

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I didn't know what to do, days had gone past. When we passed in the hall he'd smile then walk away fast, blushing. I knew I had to do something.

After a week, while in creative writing class, an idea came to my head. 'They say writing how you feel down, helps clear your head.' I think. 'Plus I need to hand in something for this class, two birds with one stone and all that.' I chuckle to myself and begin thinking of what to write.

I ultimately decided to write him a poem.

'Doesn't matter any day any hour.
Can't escape that you are in my power.
Look up at my highest tower.

Keep on running to me boy I can take it.
If you try too hard you'll make it.
Give your heart to me I'll break it.

Cause I could break your heart.'

I don't know if I meant for it to be mean or a love poem. But it was definitely how I felt. I copied it down on nicer paper and handed in the original copy to my teacher.

I sigh at the locker in front of me. I shake my head and quickly sign my name before slipping it into the locker.  I rush around the corner when I hear Stiles' voice.

He opens his locker and the note floats out. He picks it up, reading it. I noticed a blush on his cheeks as he folds it back up. Putting it in his pocket. He waves whatever Scott says away and grabs his book.

During lunch, Stiles comes over to my table and sits. "Can I help you?" I ask looking up from my food. "Yeah, hey um, I... I can't really remember what happened at the party but I remember you driving me home. Thanks by the way. Uh, did I, you know, do anything weird?" He says looking down at his hands.

"You mean did you kiss my cheek when you got out of the car? Or any of the other weird things you do?" I smirk and he blushes. "Y-yeah, um. Just wanted to make sure I completely made a fool of myself. Also sorry about that." He says.

"It's ok. Is that all you wanted to talk about?" I raise my eyebrows. "Oh, yeah. Uh, someone left this in my locker and it has your name on it so, I was wondering if it was you." He says grabbing the note from his pocket and placing it on the table.

"Yeah, it was me." I say nonchalantly, being to eat my food again. He blushes. "Why would you leave me a love poem? I mean you hate me. And I just keep bugging you. And I kissed you which probably freaked you out. And-" I cut him off as he furiously messes with his hands.

"Stiles!" He looks up at me. "I don't know. Ok? The kiss... it didn't freak me out, just kinda confused me. I thought you would have come to me about it but you didn't even talk to me all week. So I just wrote down what I was feeling." I say holding his hands still.

He nods a bit confused. "Look, if you want to hang out, we could do something on Saturday. We could figure it out, figure this out." He nods and I nod back before standing up. "See ya, Stiles." I say grabbing my tray and throwing it out before walking away.

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He definitely took the poem as love. And I guess I'm happy he did.

You just gotta know!

That he loves me so!

Every single day!

Every single way!

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(Ok so this was in my whoever oneshot book but I listened to the song again and I knew I could make this better with Stiles and Derek.)

So this was based on a song. (obviously, since I linked the YouTube video)

I listened to this song over and over again and I always imagined for it to be like a hate date thing.

Like they fought for years as kids but suddenly Stiles started being nice and flustered around Derek.

And Derek slowly warming up to him because he never gives up. (and because he sounds adorable, tripping and messing up his words)

I love this show, that being A gURLs wURLd. (Yes it's spelt with URL in caps)

This song is my favourite from the soundtrack and I love all the love interests from the show.

Also, I couldn't find the full lyrics anywhere, so the "poem" and the part after are what I could hear.

You can also tell what parts are the song and what parts I just shoved in there.

I love you

Drew X