WHAT’S YOUR MUSE’S PLANT PERSONALITY? TAKE THIS QUIZAND POST YOUR RESULTS ( repost, don’t reblog! )

I was tagged by: @dalphahale

I’m tagging: anyone who wants to do it.

SCOTT

           She could tell he was worried, it was written all over his face. Truth be told Allison was too but she -- they knew Stiles. She knew there must be some explanation for it. “ I don’t know, Scott. “ She answered honestly, shifting her weight from one foot to the other. “ But it’s Stiles! I can’t believe he’d kill someone so maliciously like that. “ She frowned and looked down, of course she didn’t want to say Theo was lying either but... clearly someone was. “ It’s just not who he is. “

DEREK

          Allison nodded, she was already shivering even with the warmth of Derek’s jacket around her shoulders. “ I’ll be f-fine.” She tried to say, but her teeth were chattering. In truth she was freezing but she hated feeling weak.

DEREK

          The jacket was warm, which she was more than grateful for. She pulled it tighter around herself, trying to keep the warmth in. The cold was beginning to set in now and she was only human. The last thing she wanted was to catch a cold, or have to explain to anyone about this. No, this experience was something she’d prefer to keep to herself. 

          “ I know, “ She spoke, her voice was low and a little unsteady. “ But normally there’s a reason behind it. I just cant figure out what this reason was.”

ALLISON & DEREK

They hadn't always been close, not like they are now. In fact, when Allison had first met Derek she distrusted him. There was just something about him that she didn't trust. He felt dangerous. He scared her if he she was honest. This was before she'd found out about the world of supernatural creatures, before she knew that little secret. Back when she thought the only people who went bump in the night were the weirdo's on the street. She felt for him, she did. What he'd been through with his family was horrible and she wouldn't have wished that on anyone. The rumours about the Hale fire spread rapidly so it wasn't much of a surprise when she found out. In a way, she could understand him seeming so cold and distant. Allison figured it must be hard letting people in again after an ordeal like that. Allison smiled, it was a sad smile, as she looked at the sleeping figure beside her. Never would she have believed she'd be sharing Hale's bed. They'd been through so much together and not all of it was good. She'd hated him once, loathed him, she hated who he was and what he did but now? No, now she didn't. When had her feelings towards him changed so drastically? She ran a hand through her hair, trying to pinpoint that exact moment. Derek had been a large presence in her life. He was always there. Whenever they needed him he was there. She smiled again, their own saviour. She'd noticed him before, hell she'd have to have been blind not to. He was gorgeous. He was rough around the edges sure but he was everything a man should be. Still, when had her feelings gone from admiring, to this? Allison stood up and ventured to the window to look outside. What was it she actually felt? She respected him, his strength and intelligence... but she found herself smiling when he texted her. Laughing with him... Missing him when he wasn't around. Allison shook her head, she didn't really know what was between them. If this was just fun for him, something to fill the time.  Maybe she was being prejudice, her feelings clouding her judgement. She frowned. She remembered the conversation. The one when she was injured. He'd helped her that night. When there was nobody around, Derek had let her into his home and he'd tended to her wounds. He'd been kind, caring, even loving. She'd told him that night she never blamed him for what happened. Truthfully she had done, but it was then, in that moment that she realised the situation he'd been in. How could she blame him for protecting someone he cared about? She couldn't blame him for that. In fact... It was that moment. Right in that moment as she looked into his eyes and saw his emotions. His raw feelings, nothing hiding them that she realised her feelings had changed. They'd moved on from being friendly. She'd wanted to reach out in that moment, caress his face and tell him everything would be alright. She'd look out for him. Yet she hadn't the strength to lift up her arm. She cared about him, she'd cared about him for longer than she'd known. Part of her even loved him. Maybe she always had. She smiled, she wouldn't tell him that obviously. They'd spent a total of two night's together and one of them she was injured. Her feelings for him were staying buried under lock and key, at least for now. Allison walked back over to the bed and climbed back in. She curled herself into Derek and sighed happily. Regardless of where this went, or whether it even amounted to anything or not. Right now, Allison was happy. They were in their own little bubble, nobody could get to them in there. They were both safe. She was happy. And it was because of the man lay next to her.