HAPPY THANKSGIVING!!!! YAYAYAYAY YAYAYAYAY YAYAYAYAY YAYAYAYAY YAYAYAYAY YAYAYAYAY YAYAYAYAY YAYAYAYAY hahaha. Sorry I get REALLY excited! Well I thought I'd spice up the holiday with some jolly good Stiam! Or sterek. Depending on who YOU root for. ;)
Anyhow, words of wisdom for today: It's never been about the food on Thanksgiving, it's about who you share it with. ;)

Liam's P.O.V.

Knock knock knock.

The door opens and I see Stiles looking at me strangely.

"Can I come in?" I ask.

"Well, this is your room too so yeah sure," He steps aside and lets me in.

I turn to him, holding the papers behind me. Stiles looks at me funny and I sigh. I take the stack of papers from behind my back and drop them onto the floor, making a huge thud.

"What's that?" Stiles points.

I take a deep breath before saying, "It's a list of all the things I know about you,"

Stiles looks at me and smiles. "That fat stack is all the stuff you know about me?"

Then he.....smiled.

Stiles picks up the papers and I smile as he does so.

Then he walks over to the trash can and dumps them in. I frown.

"I worked really hard on those!"

Stiles walks over to me and.....hugs me.

He tightens his grip around me and I put my head in the crook of his neck.

He smells so good.

Stiles inhales my scent. "Lemons and Brownies," He says.

"What?" I say.

He pulls away. "You smell like lemons and brownies," He shrugs.

"Is that.....good?"

"If you like lemons and brownies it is!" He says matter of factly.

"I can't really put a scent on you....you're just....special I guess," I say.

Stiles walks closer. He smiles. "I guess you are too,"

And at that exact moment, Stiles' phone rings and he answers it.

"Scott?.....woah woah woah slow down......she what!?.....but.....how?!.....Ben or Henry?..........what?.......so what?......ugh. And I thought we'd get some time off. Okay I'll be down soon, bye," Stiles hangs up and looks at me frustrated.

"What happened?"

"It was Scott. He was talking to Lydia and......Lydia thinks that Max's baby is Jackson,"

"Uh.....Jackson.....wasn't he the-"

"-Kanima? Yeah. Apparently Lydia stopped hearing from him awhile ago while he was in English. Now she's worried,"

"Well which kid?"

Stiles runs his fingers through his hair. "Henry. But, Scott's feeling a strange vibe from Ben too,"

"Why because he stopped crying when he held him?"

"Well that and Scott says he looks really familiar too. Some kind of connection that he doesn't recognize yet,"

I nod. "But it's like eleven o'clock there's no way we can get to their room while the chaperones are guarding us like dogs,"

"Oh don't worry....I've got people," Stiles smiles and starts calling someone.

A few minutes later we hear commotion in the hall. We crack the door open and look into the hall.

A girl, kind of short, with pink hair runs into the hallway, limping. "Help! I need help!" She yells. One of the chaperones comes running up to her.

Stiles opens the door completely and grabs my arm, pulling me down the hallway and down the stairs.

"There's a chaperone on each level! I asked her to pretend she was hurt so the guy wouldn't see us leave!"

We reach the 3rd level and open the door. "Wait! What about this level!?"

And soon, my question was answered when I saw Derek turn around and look at us, relieved.

"Oh. Okay never mind,"

"Hurry before anyone sees you!" He hisses. Stiles nods and pulls me toward room 306.

Stiles knocks 3 times, then pauses, then knocks 4 times. The door is yanked open and a blurry figure grabs our shirts and yanks us inside.

"Scott?"

A blinding light is turned on, revealing Scott, Malia, Kira, Lydia, and Brett all sitting on the bed. Everyone shushes us and points to the other bed.

Laying there is some kid I don't know, sleeping spundlessly.

We nod and tip toe over to the others.

"Okay. Just keep your voices down while we talk," Scott says in a low voice.

"So how are we supposed to know who the hell 'Ben' is?" Brett asks.

"There's really no way to know for sure but....I want you guys to take turns watching him. Stop by the ice cream shop frequently, ask him about the kids but be subtle. We don't want him knowing that we're curious or anything," Scott says.

"Actually, I got some stuff that might help," Kira says.

She reaches into her bag and pulls out some papers. She hands a short stack to each of us. "I printed out pictures of everybody from your past. I only printed out the people I've heard about though so please tell me if I missed someone," She finishes handing out the pictures and we scan them over.

"Where'd you get these?" Malia asks.

"Scott's computer," Everyone's eyes go to Kira.

Her eyes go wide. "Is that weird?"

We all glance around the room and shake our head 'no' when we really want to nod our head 'yes'.

After that we head back to our rooms which is even harder than you think.

But we make it back before the guy on our hall catches us.

Stiles and I stay up, looking at the pictures on my bed. Stiles' phone vibrates and so does mine.

"Scott just sent me a picture of Ben and Henry,"

I look up at Stiles as we say it in sync.

I blush and smile.

I look down at the picture of Henry, then look at the picture of Jackson.

"They really do look alike when you think about it," I say.

"Yep. Lydia would know for sure. They were inseparable," Stiles says. "Even though he was a total ass," He mutters.

I chuckle. "Lemme guess, you had a crush on Lydia too?"

Stiles sighs. "It was more than a crush, it was practically love," Stiles says in a haze.

"Oh," My disappointed hangs over me.

"But then I met Malia....and I thought that she was all that I needed, and she was great,"

".....Oh," I say again, my spirits getting lower.

"Then I met Derek.....and he seemed like the best thing in the world.....he is the best thing in the world,"

".......oh....." My spirits were so low I couldn't even find them.

Stiles looks at me and bumps my shoulder. "But.....none of them are for me,"

I look at him. "What?"

"I mean.....Derek's great and all but.....it's more than that. I want more than that. I want someone like you Liam,"

"Someone......like me.....or someone......that is me?" I ask, a shiver running down my spine.

Stiles smiles. "Depends on who it is I guess," He bites his lip.

I feel gravity pulling me in. Closer to him. My hearts pounding and I gulp.

And either I'm insane or Stiles was moving in too.

I could feel his breath on my face, it's minty.

Then, at the absolute worse time possible, there was a banging on our door.

I closed my eyes and sighed as Stiles smiled at the irony.

Stiles gets off the bed and opens the door.

I look over my shoulder and see......Mason?

I snap up and run to the door.

The chaperone is trying to get Mason to go back to his own floor but Mason won't budge.

"Mason, what're you doing here!?" I ask.

"It's Max! He's in our room! I don't know how he got there! Brett's still down there with him!" He explains.

"You need to leave!" The guy says.

"No no no it's okay! There's an intruder in one of the students' room!" Stiles explains.

The guy stops. "Stay here while I get help," The man heads to the elevator and presses the button.

Stiles runs down the hall to the stairs.

"Where are you going?!" I yell after him.

"To help!" He says and runs down the stairs. I follow him and Mason follows me.

Once we're to his floor, I finally hear it.

"I'm sorry! I didn't mean to cause any trouble!"

We rush to the room where three parents are already there.

"What happened?!" We turn around and see Scott, Lydia, Derek, Malia, and Kira.

"Max showed up in Brett and Mason's room in the middle of the night and no one knows why or how," I explain.

Scott tries to step forward but Coach pushes him back.

"Stay back McCall! Last thing I need is a dead student!" He says.

"No," Malia says.

"We know this guy," Stiles says, sounding very unfortunate.

"Please let us in," Scott adds.

Coach takes a minute, but finally nods. "Okay! Make a hole!" He says.

We all rush through the crowd and see Brett looking like he's about to pounce on Max and Max trying to explain.

"Max!" Scott says.

Max turns to him. "Oh, it's you. I'm not trying to kill anyone I swear!"

"Then why are you here? How'd you get in?"

"Relax. I thought I lost Ben-"

"You lost your baby?!" Lydia jumps in.

"No! I thought I lost him. I was gonna ask if you've seen him but I just remembered that I gave him to Curtis, the guy you saw on the beach," He explains.

We all stay quiet, and he finally sighs. "I'll just.....show myself out," He walks out of the hotel room, past the chaperones, and never to be seen again.

Yea. I wish it was that easy too.

I'm with the fam now and I don't know half of these people but whatevs. Oh! I see my grandpa. PEACE my holiday hookers! :*