liam dunbar| winter formal pt. 1
“Will you go to the dance with me?” London’s boyfriend, Carter, got on one knee for dramatic purposes. He handed her a ring pop and London blushed at all the attention. His friends and some of London’s friends were around them, praying she would say yes.
Except, Liam. He was doing his best to hide his anger and annoyance at Carter.
“Your eyes are glowing,” Mason nudged his friend. Liam looked away as London accepted Carter’s question and they kissed.
“They weren’t, were they?” Liam realized as he looked at Mason and Corey. They guiltily looked at each other.
“You should’ve asked her first, Liam,” Corey mumbled, sheepishly.
“I didn’t know her type was assholes,” Liam muttered under his breath as the three of them walked to the buses. London lived in Liam’s neighborhood but ever since Carter got his license, he had been driving her home.
“It’s obvious they’ll break up,” Mason suggested, hopefully.
“Don’t say that- I’m happy for her. She looks happy with him,” Liam said, tracing London’s name on the window.
“Okay,” he raised his hand in surrender and exchanged glances with Corey.
“What the hell do I wear?” London murmured as she scanned her messy room. She had spread all her dresses around in different piles. They were getting confusing to her.
“Who are you going with?” her stepmother, Faith, walked in with 2 tall glasses of fresh lemonade.
“Carter,” London admitted and felt a blush coming.
“Oh- what happened to Liam?” she asked, as she handed London a glass. London almost dropped her glass in shock.
“What about him?”
“Nothing- I just thought... since he’s always over dinner...” her voice trailed off and she winced. London knew she already had trouble adjusting to the family so she let it slide. She wasn’t as bratty as her younger brothers.
“It’s fine- I’m with Carter,” she said, holding up a midnight blue dress and a pale yellow one. “I’ve narrowed it down to these 2.”
“Midnight blue all the way,” Faith pointed at the dress. London studied it and agreed.
She couldn’t stop thinking about what Faith said about her and Liam.
Is that what other people think?
Does Carter think that?
“Hey, baby,” Carter planted a kiss on London’s cheek. She grinned at him as she got in the passenger seat.
London turned around and saw Trinity Fern sitting in the backseat with a smug look on her face.
“Hey?” London shot her boyfriend a questioning look.
“I had to pick her up,” he shrugged but London could tell he was lying. His heartbeat went off slightly. London wanted to question it but that would mean giving up her werewolf secret. She decided to leave it and looked out the window.
She felt her phone vibrate so she looked at who texted her. It was Liam. He had texted her some good morning werewolf memes. London suppressed her laugh and hoped Carter didn’t notice. He was too busy talking to Trinity.
“Do you think I should go to the winter formal?” Liam asked his alpha, Scott. He was awake all night debating whether or not it would be a good idea to see his crush and her boyfriend slow-dancing and seeing his hands all over her.
“Yeah, why should you not go?” Scott asked as he exchanged confused glances with his girlfriend, Kira.
“I don’t know,” Liam mumbled, not wanting to give away his secret. Kira and Scott exchanged another look and she nodded, understanding. Scott watched her leave before turning to his beta.
“Classes don’t start for another 10 minutes, do you want to talk?” Scott led the both of them to the locker rooms.
Liam struggled to come up with an excuse so he nodded.
“When were you going to tell me you like her?” Scott asked and Liam almost tripped over a lacrosse stick in shock.
“London. I don’t see you looking at any girl that way,” Scott chuckled. He remembered the way he got flustered anytime someone asked him about Kira.
“But she’s with fucking Carter,” Liam spat and knew his eyes were probably glowing.
“You need to calm down, Liam.” Scott closed the door so nobody could walk in on them. “Think of your anchor.”
London was Liam’s anchor.
He didn’t know this but he was hers too.
“So,” Malia sang and ruffled London’s hair. “You’re going to your first winter formal with your first boyfriend.”
London looked at Lydia. “Is she drunk?”
“Please- we all know were-people can’t get drunk,” Lydia scoffed.
“I’m high on sugar,” Malia beamed.
“Another heart-break?” London arched an eyebrow.
“It’s not my fault I get attached too easily,” Malia sighed as she shoved candy down her throat.
“Aw, it’ll be okay,” London ruffled her hair and managed to steal a few sour patches without her noticing.
“Are you going?” London asked Lydia while Malia dramatically sobbed.
“The formal? Yeah, I’m going with Stiles. He’s going crazy about the outfits,” Lydica said and blushed slightly. She didn’t want to say it out loud but she knew she loved him and his craziness.
“I’m going by myself,” Malia sighed.
The 3 of them saw the new girl that’s in her junior year and she waved at Malia.
“Be right back,” Malia winked at the girls before catching up to the new girl.
“Did you kno-” Lydia began.
“I knew she was curious,” London replied with a grin.
“Is Liam going with anyone?” Lydia asked while London got her books out of her locker.
“Not that I know of, why?” she replied.
“Oh, nothing,” Lydia said innocently and left before London could question her.
“Hey, boys,” London greeted Carter’s friends. They were secretly talking in hushed voices but broke apart when she neared them. She wished she used her super hearing but it was too late now.
“Hey, London,” they chorused back before paying attention to their math teacher. London knew something was up- they didn’t pay attention in class that easily.
Trinity was outside and was talking on the phone. London strained her hearing to catch glimpses of the conservation. She knew what she was doing was wrong but Trinity had a reputation for destroying relationships and London was getting insecure.
“Hey, babe... no she doesn’t know. Well, I’ll make sure she doesn’t figure it out.”
London couldn’t hear the person Trinity was on the phone with.
“Love you,” Trinity ended the call and almost caught London looking at her. London snapped her head back to the front of the classroom just in time.
“Hey, Liam,” London said, grabbing a seat next to her best friend. He was studying for the biology test they had next block. Mason and Corey were in the back and were making out instead of finding the book Liam needed.
“Hey,” he said, looking up at her.
“Need your study partner?” she grinned as she took a seat next to him.
“Yeah,” he said, making space for her. “I couldn’t figure out how to do this part of the worksheet.”
London studied him while he read over the packet. He was nervous about something but London’s werewolf abilities couldn’t help her figure out what it was. She wanted to help him but didn’t know how to start the conversation.
“Are you going to the dance?” she asked him. She saw his grip on his pencil tense and it broke into 2 pieces after a second.
“Shit,” he swore and dug out another one. London grabbed it from him before he could break another one.
“Please don’t transform,” she said, meekly.
“I won’t,” he said, grabbing her hand as a reflex. London let him hold onto her hand and waited for him to calm down. His heartbeat was racing and she looked around to make sure no one was looking at them.
“Okay, I’m good,” he said, letting go of her hand. He wanted to hold her hand without having his werewolf secret as an excuse.
“Wanna come over after school?” London asked him.
“I need to get my things for the dance...” he said even though he desperately wanted to go. Now that he said he would go to the dance, he couldn’t wear jeans and a shirt there.
“Need help picking things?” London asked, tilting her head.
“Yeah,” Liam admitted sheepishly.
*making a part 2
Chapter finished: 2/16/2021