Because I've gotten a heap amount of reads over a short/ long period of time! Here's the next update!

"What do you think, should I wear the purple or the blue one?" Lydia was currently deciding on which dress to wear for Stiles and her's date. She was always indecisive about these things. Her confidence had gone down ever since Allison's death, but that didn't mean she wasn't strong and independent. Sometimes, it didn't hurt to ask for someone else's opinion every once in a while.

"I don't know Lydia. I mean you've tried those on like a billion times. And I already told you the blue one looked good on you. But you won't even listen to me." Malia sighed as she tried to lay herself comfortably on the bed. Lydia had called for Malia's help in fashion. It was obviously the wrong choice seeing how Malia always wore short shorts and long-sleeved shirts. However, since Kira was busy with Scott, Lydia didn't have a choice besides Malia who wasn't doing anything.

"Malia," Lydia stared her down as if telling her to behave.

"What? Relax. Stiles will be happy with whatever you wear. I mean even if you go naked he would probably like that more."

Suddenly, Lydia threw the blue dress at Malia's head to shut her up.

"Blue dress it is," Malia groaned at the sudden attack and fixed her hair.

Hey. You wanna come over? –T

Malia stared down at her phone to see that Theo had texted her. There was just something about the way he made her feel. But there was no way she was going to admit that she was actually liking him. Sure, she enjoyed their talks and laughter. If she laid out how she felt, she would lose that easy companionship she had with him. If only things were simple and she didn't have to hide it.

The pack noticed tiny changes within Malia—probably even more than she did. They noticed that her anger had slowly dissipated day by day. She wasn't always hungry for deer. And for some odd reason, Malia had slowly conformed around Theo. His sarcasm didn't irritate her as it did a long time ago. She could freely express herself and expect Theo to not contradict her words nor make fun of her. There was just something about him, some change that he had gone through and she wished it had happened sooner.

"Malia?" Lydia tiptoed behind her to see what Malia was so interested in her phone. When Malia heard her footsteps, she locked her phone and dropped it on the bed, her hands in the air in surrender.

"I was just..." Malia tried to think of a reply quickly so that Lydia didn't get suspicious.

"checking my email."

"I didn't know you had so many secret emails not to share,"

"It's because this one is about my grades and..."

"Malia, we tell each other everything. Are you failing in math again?"

Malia? - T

At the wrong moment, the girls both looked at the phone to see Theo had texted again.

Since Malia couldn't come up with another lie to defend her secret, she grabbed her phone and sprinted downstairs.

"Listen," She yelled, "I'll talk to you tomorrow. I got something to do,"

From upstairs, Lydia smirked and closed her closet door. "Of course you do,"

Theo waited patiently for Malia to respond back. His thumbs were in texting position waiting for a sound to notify him.

Why isn't she answering? He thought.

But then: Read at 7:30 p.m.

Theo hated when people read text messages but never responded back to them. His mind was in overdrive wondering what is taking her so long to reply. Was she in trouble? Had her phone died? Did one of the pack see the text message?

His mind was asking a lot of what ifs. Theo's mind suddenly snapped. Why was he so worried about her? They weren't even dating, just "hanging out" as Malia would like to say.

There was just something about Malia's fiery attitude that drew him in. It made his heart beat faster the way her eyes would drift towards his and shivers would start from his back down to his feet. The flush that appeared on his face made him acutely aware of how deep the connection was between them.

And that scared him.

It frightened him in a way that he never felt this way with anyone else. He didn't have the nerve to protect or understand anyone better than her. It's like if he were to fall off a cliff, half of himself would be missing without her.

Suddenly a crash came from the front door and eager impatient knocking ensued.

"Open up. I need to talk to you," The familiar voice cried from the other side.

Sighing, Theo went downstairs to open up the door to a girl with hair in all directions, baggy eyes, and panting of breath.

"Did you get hit by a truck or something?" Theo chuckled while stepping aside to allow Malia inside his apartment.

"You're cute Raeken. But it's worse. I had to help Lydia pick a dress for her date with Stiles."

Too lazy to grab a drink of water, Malia plopped her body onto the couch carelessly propping her legs on the other side. Theo followed behind her to sit next to her and grab her legs so that they laid on top of his lap.

"I'm starting to suspect that Scott and everyone else is keeping tabs on me. Obviously, Stiles never told Scott about us talking again,"

"I should give him more credit. He's managed to not blurt out the first thing that pops into his mind," Theo's thoughts drifted back to Malia's words.

His fingers grazed Malia's exposed skin, taunting his self-control. Malia noticed that his brown eyes darkened at the innocent act.

"Stop doing that," Malia said moving Theo's hand away from her leg, "it tickles,"

Theo suddenly laughed at her. "You're ticklish?"

"Yes. So stop—" Suddenly Theo roamed his hands all around her body making Malia laugh uncontrollably and start kicking at him. She was laughing at the same time fighting for Theo to get off her. But secretly she didn't want him to. It was a nice feeling when she heard Theo's laugh it was chocolate chips dipped in caramel—a satisfying treat.

"STOP THEO!" She continued to wrestle him while hovering her face.

"Make me," Theo challenged. Suddenly, out of nowhere, Malia's foot knocked Theo's face back a couple of inches away. His body sank against the wall drowned and defeated.

"Theo!" Malia raced to his side examining his head and keeping her eyes on his which were closed.

"Are you okay? Gosh, I'm sorry," But then a chuckle erupted from Theo's lips making his eyes open slightly. Their faces were inches away from each other taunting someone to make a move.

The air around them was suddenly thick making it hard for anyone to breathe. Their hearts pounded vigorously at how the atmosphere had suddenly changed from playful to serious.

"Theo..." Malia whispered, her hands snaked around his shoulders. They were on the floor staring at each other with so many emotions running through their minds.

"Shut up," Theo commanded and without warning, his lips crashed against hers.

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