#liam centric

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Louis was generally a very fun loving person. He was loud, funny and is always brightening up the atmosphere around him. Usually, he was the go-to person in the band if you’re feeling down or need some cheering up. Between the elder ones if Zayn was the protective one, Liam was the responsible one then Louis was the fun one. Harry and Niall loved talking to Louis. Zayn found a cheerier side to himself whenever he was with Louis. Liam could bet on himself smiling genuinely if Louis was around which is honestly why he couldn’t understand Liam’s aloofness with him lately.

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For the past few days Liam had been completely cut off from them. He received a call some days ago and looked very emotional. Since they were on tour, the boys thought that Liam was homesick because however much they tried to ask the boy, Liam refused to tell them what was wrong with him. So he stayed in his room for most of the time, upset and in a too dull mood to even talk to the boys. Obviously, Louis wasn’t going to let his friend stay alone for long. But unfortunately for Louis, him barging in Liam’s room, cracking jokes and trying to drag the boy out of his room didn’t quite do the trick for Liam.

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“Just leave me alone, Louis” Liam tried pushing Louis away but the boy wouldn’t budge.

“Come on Li, how long are you gonna sulk? Nobody wants to see a sulking Liam” Louis teased.

“Yeah? I don’t care! Nobody wants to be the joker like you are, every single time!” Liam snapped.

Louis took a step back, trying to not to be hurt by Liam’s words.

“What do you even bring to this band except of being the joker every day? Just get lost” Liam shouted.

“Sorry man” Louis whispered and walked away.

Liam was too lost in his anger to even notice Louis walking away in tears.

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“Li said that?” Niall couldn’t believe his ears as he sat by a crying Louis’s side.

“Lou, please don’t cry” Harry whispered, rubbing Louis’s forearm. He couldn’t watch his best friend in tears.

“I’ll talk to Liam” Zayn mumbled, getting up when he saw Liam walk down, in tears.

“Liam, what you said to Louis was completely uncalled for” Harry warned the man.

“I know… I’m so sorry Louis” Liam said, crouching down in front of the man.

“It’s okay. I was bothering you. You clearly wanted your space” Louis brushed off some tears.

“I… My grandpa passed away… I was too angry that I couldn’t go home so I removed my frustrations on you. I’m so sorry” Liam sobbed.

“Oh Li! Oh my God! That was what that phone call was about?” Louis asked and when Liam nodded, he pulled the boy in a hug.

“You should have told us” Zayn said, patting Liam’s back.

Louis forgot all his complaints with Liam at that time as he held onto the boy a bit tighter.

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Later, they all got together and helped Liam mourn his grandfather. Liam talked about the man he had great memories with. He broke down and the boys were there to pick up the pieces. Zayn offered him a shoulder to cry on. Harry made him his favorite tea. Niall suggested a movie to help lighten the situation and Louis, he was back to being his normal joker self. He didn’t mind being the joker if it meant that his bandmates could smile again. For Liam to find his smile again, Louis became the joker that Liam himself adored more than anything.

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A/N

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Your disability could also become your biggest strength but that’s not what Liam believed in. He always wondered why only him? Why was he born without the ability to see? Why couldn’t he be like others? His anger towards his condition made him bitter towards the world. He couldn’t make friends easily. He developed anger issues that made people resent him. Thus, Liam stayed closed in on himself, went to school, came back home and surrounded himself in darkness. But the darkness was soon going to be filled with light.

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Liam hated changes. Adjusting to new places wasn’t easy for him and not being able to see made it worse for him. The transfer to Beacon Hills High School was something that Liam absolutely hated. He didn’t want to hear all the good things about the school. He knew that he was going to struggle. He always did.

It was merely a few days into the school and Liam had already attracted bullies. His lunch would go flying into the dustbin. He didn’t need to see to know that the bullies had thrown away his lunch as they’d giggle away. He’d often be slammed into lockers as the others would laugh looking at a blind key throwing punches in the air, missing everyone who could see and duck away.

But among those bullies, there were a few kind souls also.

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Mason was one of those who called himself Liam’s friend but Liam only saw it as pity. The boy would talk to him and sit with him. Even if Liam actually enjoyed Mason’s presence, he acted like he was annoyed and wondered why Mason hadn’t gotten the hint already.

Then there was Stiles and Scott. Liam’s first encounter with them was absolutely horrible. They helped him get up when he stumbled and face planted because the bullies had tied his shoe laces. Liam had snarled at them, brushing their hands away as he walked to his class.

But then one day, the bullies had dragged him to an abandoned place, thinking it would be fun to tie him up and leave him there. Liam has no idea how Scott even heard his weak pleas of help but the man had reached along with Stiles to help him.

Only if Liam would let them help him, though!

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“Oh shit, they tied him up? Why would you do that to a blind kid?” Stiles gasped.

“Stiles, he can hear you” Scott huffed.

“Hi kiddo, it’s me, Scott. Stiles’s here too. I’ll untie the ropes and get you out, okay?” Scott spoke softly so as not to startle you.

Liam made a jumpy noise and tried his best to glare at the boys in front of him, even whining when Stiles went for the ropes around his feet.

“We’re only trying to help you kid.” Stiles said, “You wanna do it yourself?”

Scott glared at Stiles before turning to the kid, “Hey, I know that you’re scared. We’re not gonna hurt you. We’ll just untie the ropes first and then help you up, okay?”

“Not scared” Liam whispered.

“I know kiddo” Scott smiled, leaning to wipe the tear that rolled down the boy’s cheek.

Between him and Stiles, they made a quick work of untying the boy and helping him up. If Liam held onto Scott a little tighter and didn’t jump at Stiles’s touch, then no one spoke a word about it.

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From then on, it was the start of a strong friendship. He learned to let Stiles shower him with cuddles and affection, making a frowny face even if he secretly adored the attention. He got better in accepting to make friends and even let Lydia, Kira and Malia tease him about his crush on Hayden. He became best friends with Mason and even let him know how thankful he was of having as friend. 

In Scott, Liam found a big brother. His trust in the man grew so much that he easily fell in a routine with him. Holding onto Scott’s shirt end, he could trust the man to lead him in the right direction, always. Liam had found a family and he was thankful that they didn’t treat him as just a poor blind kid.

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A/N

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The biggest thing with Liam was that he was always so in control, of himself and of everything. He relished being in charge of everything. He took over the being the dad of the band very quickly and was probably the most responsible one of them all. That is perhaps why everyone turned to Liam. If there was something important, then Liam was there giving his suggestions. If there was someone upset, then Liam was there to offer a shoulder for them. But what happens when Liam needs support?

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Liam’s biggest quality ended being his biggest weakness when the time came. It happened when they were rehearsing for a video. The One Direction boys were clumsy and whoever chooses to be their choreographers know that they have a big task. It’s not like the boys didn’t try, they did and that’s how Liam ended up falling onto his arm.

“Omg, Liam” Louis gasped.

“Are you okay?” Harry asked.

“I’m so sorry. I was just trying to move out of the way. I didn’t mean to push you” Niall started rambling.

“I’m okay. I’m okay…” Liam was quick to reassure Niall, despite the shooting pains in his arms.

“Let’s get you up, alright?” Zayn offered.

Liam bit back a wince as he got up with Zayn’s help.

He couldn’t let Niall feel guilty about a little sprain.

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The boys had tried to fuss over Liam but he chased them away, assuring them that he was alright which he absolutely wasn’t. That evening, Niall was back once again to apologize to Liam. He watched Liam sit at the kitchen table and pushed around his food, not really eating.

“Niall, eat” Liam said. He was watching the boy out of the corner of his eyes.

That’s how he was. Always watching the others before him.

“Are you sure that you’re okay?” Niall asked.

“I am fine, Niall. Stop playing with your food” Liam said with a tight smile.

Niall gave the boy a smile back and dug into his food, happily, only to find that Liam had actually lied to him.

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Liam and Louis both got up at the same time only to collide with each other. It was a small shoulder to shoulder collision but it was enough to send Liam howling out of pain.

“You’re not fine” Zayn shook his head.

Louis grabbed Liam’s arm gently, noticing how swollen it was.

“We need a hospital” he simply said.

The boys were quick to run to the car with Liam but not before Niall turning a hurt gaze towards Liam.

A gaze that held his hurt and guilt, both.

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It turned out to be a broken arm. Once Liam’s arm was in a cast, his bandmates were allowed to see him.

Zayn, Louis and Harry, all gave the boy a hug but Niall stood back, still hurt that Liam hadn’t been truthful to him.

“You lied” he accused Liam, “you said that you were fine.”

“I am fine, Niall. It’s just a little injury” Liam said, in a calming voice.

“You broke your arm.” Niall said before adding, “No, I broke your arm.”

“Come here, you did nothing. It was just a bad incident. It’s okay” Liam comforted the boy as Niall dove in his arms, sniffling softly in Liam’s good shoulder.

“Typical Liam, comforting others while he is hurt” Harry whispered.

Louis looked over, smiling and shaking his head.

Zayn leaned forward, patting Niall’s head and sharing a smile with Liam.

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Liam had to say that he was very proud of his boys who took over everything as they helped Liam be comfortable despite his broken arm. But Liam, being Liam, was not someone you could keep to his room. He was soon up, reassuring Niall that he was okay but Niall didn’t really listen to him, insisting to help the boy in everything that he could. He wasn’t going to believe Liam when he says he is fine now. He’ll take care of the boy to be sure that he was actually fine and that, Liam couldn’t argue with.

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A/N

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Liam was one of those persons who truly believed in love. He always thought that there would one person in this world who he’d be able to call his, who he’d be able to give all his love and who’d also give him all the love in this world. And for some time, he found that perfect one. He found the one who not only loved him but also wanted to have a family with him. It wasn’t long for them to get from two to three but their happily little world didn’t last too long. And ever since, Liam kind of lost faith in love.

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Liam had felt it coming. Lately they hadn’t really been a couple and Liam knew that they’d be going separate ways soon. But it still hurt when it happened. For the few weeks it was a complete mess. Liam just couldn’t figure out how to heal his broken heart but then things fell into place. While his girlfriend, now ex, got the custody of their son, Liam got to see his face some times. While it wasn’t the most ideal situation, it was something Liam could agree too. Slowly, they fell into a routine and every often Liam would get to meet his son and when he wasn’t with the baby, Liam wasn’t sure what to do with his life.

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Thankfully Liam had friends who wouldn’t let him wallow in his own pity. Liam’s former bandmates had all checked up on the boy during his tough time but Liam had himself decided to reach out to Ashton when he came to LA, albeit, upon the man’s insistence.

Ashton was the one who had met up with Liam back then and had told the man that he needed to get out of the house. He needed some air. So Liam took up his offer. He came to LA for some official work but decided to give Ashton a call and hang out a bit with the man.

And boy, it was a trip that Liam was never going to forget.

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For the first few days, it was only Ashton trying to take a half-hearted Liam out to divert his mind a bit. It didn’t work much but that was only until Luke joined them. And from then on, the tired and upset Liam found his smile again. From then on Ashton started noticing the differences. Liam looked happier in the company of Liam. They were hanging out more than often. The long dreamy stares whenever they thought the other one wasn’t looking or the silly giggles at each other’s not funny jokes were a sure giveaway at how much they had bonded lately.

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They should have suspected something. Luke, at least, should have suspected that his bandmate was actually setting him up with Liam. It didn’t sound suspicious to them when Ashton suggested that they take a trip to Coachella this time. It sounded like a good idea until Ashton pulled out of the trip, claiming he had some important stuff to do and it still didn’t ring any bells to Luke or Liam. The two of them got on together for their trip, had a good time together and finally understood what Ashton had been doing all these days.

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Coachella was when Liam and Luke both decided to stop ignoring their feelings.

Coachella was when Liam decided to give love another chance.

“Ashton would have loved it here. Such a shame, he couldn’t come with us” Luke sighed.

“Maybe it’s for the best that he isn’t here” Liam let it slip.

“Why?” Luke asked, looking up at Liam.

“Because I wouldn’t have been able to do this” Liam said as he reached over to kiss Luke.

Luke gasped softly and Liam nearly pulled away hurriedly but Luke pulled him back in a proper kiss.

They both pulled away after a while, smiling.

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Ashton literally played cupid for Luke and Liam. The boy literally pushed them together to hang out until they got together. Thanks to Ashton, Liam got out of his depressive state. He, who had been heartbroken, decided to give his heart another chance. He, who had been scared of love, found out that loving Luke was easy. Maybe handing his heart to Luke this time wouldn’t turn out wrong? At least, Ashton was ready to stand as guarantee for that.

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A/N

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You’d really think that Liam had OCD. He was always up and in front, always in control of things. Well, that’s why you should never rush in judging someone. Liam surely did do a lot of things for the band. He liked to take care of his bandmates and of stuffs regarding the band. He felt better when he himself did things for the bands and reassured himself that everything was fine and safe for him and his bandmates especially. But with years, this little thing grew into a sort of pressure on the lad that was slowly suffocating him.

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It’s not that Liam didn’t like doing stuffs for the band. In fact, he himself had taken it upon himself to check out their schedule, check whether where they were going or staying was safe and keep an eye on his bandmates. He was always the first to pick on who was sick, sad, upset or homesick. Liam was the one to whom each of the boys went to whenever they needed someone to talk to or a shoulder to cry on.

Liam was there for each and every one of them but did anyone ever think that even Liam needed a shoulder to lean on?

Well not until, the pressure had been a little too much for Liam’s shoulders!

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With time, the cracks started showing. In order to keep a track of their schedule, write their songs or think of ideas for their new music, Liam barely slept. The dark circles under his eyes were nothing but confirmation of how stressed out the boy was lately.

If things went a bit out of schedule or something, the brief panic that crossed his mind often had Liam worrying about having an impromptu panic attack.

The only thing that was keeping Liam together was that things were still going as he wanted. But for how long was it going to stay the same?

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All it took was a hectic week. A week where Liam had to deal with a very homesick Zayn who only perked up when Liam suggested that Zayn flies back to home during the upcoming break.

Then he had to deal with Harry losing his voice just a few days before the gig. Convincing Harry to get checked by a doctor was a literal nightmare that ended up in Liam accompanying the boy.

After that it was Niall showing signs of a cold which prompted Liam into bundling the boy in blankets, hot tea and flue meds early itself.

Already the stress and tiredness was piling up on the lad and he definitely didn’t need Louis saying, “Guys, our gig has been preponed for this week but we still have loads of interviews to do and stuffs.”

One thing out of what Liam had planned and the boy simply lost it.

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“What do you mean it has been preponed? How can they do this? What about the fans who can’t make it now? The fans would be so disappointed. They’d blame us” Liam started panicking.

“Li, the fans would understand” Louis tried telling Liam but the boy was far lost in his panic.

“What about us? I’ll have to check the schedules again, check our staying arrangements. Gosh, we don’t know if it will be safe there! The interviews… Harry and Niall are sick… Would they recover in time? Oh God, I promised Zayn that he could go back home before this gig and now he can’t go…” Liam went on a rant, slowing working himself in a panic attack as he lost control on his breathing.

“Shit, is he having a panic attack?” Harry asked.

“Oh my God, he isn’t breathing properly” Niall pointed out.

“Li, breathe, damn it!” Zayn shouted.

Zayn’s sharp voice had Liam breaking from his train of thoughts.

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Still sat on the floor, Liam could feel his trembling heart calm down. He was vaguely aware of Zayn crouched in front of him, purposefully taking deep breaths so that Liam could follow him. Louis was softly rubbing his back while Harry and Niall stayed close, watching him, eyes full of worry.

“I’m okay” Liam tried to reassure them.

“No, you’re not” Niall cut him off.

“Shit man! You do so much for us. For the band” Louis realized.

“It’s my job.” Liam snorted.

“Not only yours but ours too” Harry pointed out.

“It was too much pressure, huh?” Zayn stated.

“I’m Daddy Direction. I’m used to it” Liam chuckled.

“Niall and I will be okay for the gig” Harry assured Liam.

“I can fly home after the gig. Don’t worry” Zayn added.

“We’ll inform the fans and promise another gig in case most of them can’t make it to this one” Niall suggested.

“We’ll help you with the schedule and all” Louis stated.

Liam looked at the boys, letting a smile creep onto his face.

The boys smiled along as they pulled Liam in a hug.

“Sometimes Daddy Direction needs help too” Zayn whispered in Liam’s ears.

Looking up at Zayn, Liam sighed as he gave the boy a nod.

Maybe he actually needed the help.

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It was then that the boys realized how much Liam does for the band and for his bandmates. No wonder, he was crumbling down due to the pressure. But now, his bandmates were ready to step up to help Liam. They needed their Daddy Direction to be up, running and by their side and in order to avoid such a situation, they needed to stand shoulder to shoulder with their bandmate. Because sometimes even Daddy Direction needs help.

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A/N

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Scott has really taken a liking to the young Liam. He couldn’t help but suddenly feel protective of the boy. And that feeling was worrying for Scott. He’d only feel like this about his best friend Stiles but slowly Liam had wormed his way through his heart. They had become good friends over the past few days. Scott could feel like Liam was taking the role of a little brother in his life. But a recent incident was going to make that bond get even stronger.

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They had been playing lacrosse when all of a sudden a bad challenge on Liam had the boy stripping and falling with his leg bent at an awkward angle. Scott had surprised his own self when he gasped out the boy’s name. Partly because it was a bad challenge and partly because his inner alpha was feeling very protective of the young one who was whimpering in pain on the ground. He ran to the boy, crouching down next to him, completely ignoring the boy’s own best friend as he tried to make sure by himself if the boy was okay.

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“Are you okay, Liam?” Scott had heard Mason, Liam’s best friend, ask.

Scott shared a look with Mason before reframing that question and instead asking Liam, “where is it hurting?”

“My leg” Liam winced.

Scott took a look at the leg and behind him came Stiles’s voice, confirming what he’d been think of. “Looks broken to me.” Stiles said.

“He needs a hospital” Scott said.

And soon enough, Scott and Stiles were rushing to the hospital to meet up with Liam and Mason, who had rode along with Liam.

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“Wouldn’t it be a little intruding? I mean we recently became friends with the kid. Coming to see him at the hospital is a good idea, you think?” Stiles rambled on.

“Stiles, we’re already in front of his room” Scott said as he silenced the boy, in order to hear the doctor.

“You’ll need surgery Liam. It’s going to be quick and trust me, you’ll be fine.” They heard the doctor say.

Liam avoided eye contact with his step Dad and was partly glad for the interruption as Scott and Stiles walked in.

“Hey buddy” Stiles tried to sound a bit cheerful.

“You scared?” Scott asked bluntly, “about the surgery, I mean.”

“I was hoping it won’t come to this” Liam sighed.

“It’s going to be okay, buddy” Mason tried comforting his best friend.

“Yeah and as soon as the surgery is done, the road to recovery will be quick” Stiles said, reassuringly.

With a quick squeeze of a shoulder, Scott mumbled the only words that Liam wanted to be here, “hey it’s not that bad. Just a surgery and you’ll be fine. And when you wake up, we will be here.”

The teary eyed boy managed a smile as his step dad returned back to wheel him to the operation theatre.

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True to his promise, after the surgery when Liam woke up, it was to Scott’s face.

“You’re still here?” Liam asked.

“Yup” Scott smiled, ruffling the boy’s here.

“Scott always keeps his promise buddy” Stiles said, chuckling.

“Well if you still wanna know, your surgery went fine” Mason laughed.

“Don’t remind me about it” Liam sighed.

“You’ll be back on your feet before you know it” Scott said, in a soothing voice.

“Promise” Liam let it slip through the drowsiness.

“Promise” Scott chuckled.

Behind the door, Dr Geyer smiled or rather it was a smile of a parent.

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As Scott promised, he remained by Liam’s side and helped the boy throughout their recovery. If Liam got a best friend in Mason, a good friend in Stiles, then he definitely got a big brother in Scott. Somebody who would watch out for him, just like a guardian would. Liam had some kind of bond with Scott, maybe that one of a guardian for him.

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A/N

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Training with Derek was a bad idea. Liam should have known. But yet, he agreed to follow his Alpha Scott’s plan of even harder training sessions to get better and to prepare for the upcoming threats. He should have understand that this training session wasn’t going to be a piece of cake. He should have understood it when he heard Isaac’s groan and Lydia’s huff but he should have really gotten a hint of how difficult it would be given the smirk on Jackson’s face as he said, “get ready, puppy.”

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Already, Liam had been in a bad mood. Sometimes, he really hated his Intermittent Explosive Disorder. The disease cause him to have frequent episodes of rage that often occurs at the wrong time and wrong place. And the fact that he was a werewolf didn’t help things either. And it surely doesn’t help when people try to provoke him. Just like Jackson was doing.

Suddenly, what should have been a simple training session, turned into Liam and Jackson sparring with each other and Liam letting his frustrations and anger catch up with him as suddenly, he lunged for Jackson.

Liam had been completely loss in the attack when he suddenly he felt someone grab him and pull him off Jackson. Looking up, he found it to be Derek but that didn’t stop him from attacking Derek either.

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Derek had smelled the anger coming off from Liam and when he looked over he found that the boy had completely lost control and had lunged for Jackson. Not wanting to be dealing with an emergency afterwards, Derek had tried to break off the two only to have Liam try and attack him.

Derek had tried to calm the boy down at first as he shouted, “Calm down. Liam. Focus on your breathing and not your anger.”

But Liam was far too gone to calm down. In trying to stop the kid from clawing his face, Derek pushed the boy away, slamming him right in a tree.

Whether it was because of the hard impact or Liam’s instant shout of pain or the fact that Stiles actually had a protective instinct but he was quick to rush to Liam’s side before turning back to glare at Derek.

“What?” Derek asked, irritated.

“Dislocated shoulder” Stiles gritted through his teeth.

“He is a werewolf, he’ll heal.” Derek simply said.

Except that he wasn’t really healing that quickly.

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Usually Liam was quick to insist that he wasn’t a puppy and didn’t need any help but yet he didn’t fight it when Stiles helped him inside the house.

He had slipped in a half unconscious state when he Stiles’s panicked voice say, “It’s not healing, Lydia.”

“Perhaps because the shoulder isn’t in place” Lydia mumbled, gesturing at Stiles to hold Liam up as she reached for Liam’s injured arm.

As Lydia jostled Liam’s arm, the boy’s eyes flew open, barely having the time to brace himself as he felt Lydia pull his shoulder back in place.

The shout that escaped Liam’s mouth had Stiles quickly pulling the boy in a hug and none of them commented when they saw a tear slip down Liam’s cheeks.

Scott took the rest out to continue training and to give Liam a bit of privacy.

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Taking care of people came naturally to Stiles. He took care of his Dad after his Mum and taking care of Liam was no big deal. He volunteered to take the boy home with him. A quick ride home and Stiles had Liam settled in bed. And not much time later, Lydia was climbing through his window.

“Can’t you use the door?” Stiles asked, “And what are you even doing here?”

“Nope, I can’t. Oh, come on, can’t I come to see the pup?” Lydia whined.

“Not a pup” they heard a groan and both chuckled as Liam, looking very much like a puppy, tried to argue from under the covers.

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Stiles and Lydia ended up staying up all night to look after Liam because no matter how much the boy insisted that he wasn’t pup, they all cared about the little puppy after all.

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A/N