#loveimagines16

Liam!

He loves how athletic you are, and sometimes you’ll even play lacrosse with him. His favorite thing about you, though, is your musical talent. He could sit and listen to you play piano for hours. It was what drew him to you initially.

Your first meeting wasn’t a meeting, exactly. It was more like a sighting.

Liam had had to stay after school to finish up a project with Mason, and was walking out when he heard the faint sound of a piano. He immediately went to check it out, intrigued by the music. He found you in the auditorium, where you often went after school to practice. You were so caught up in the music that he simply couldn’t bear to interrupt you, and sat down in the last row of seats. You continued playing, oblivious to the fact that you now had an audience.

Song after song went by, and Liam remained in his seat, captivated by the sound. After an hour or so, you got up and left, not noticing the dark figure in the back of the auditorium.The next day, Liam returned, hoping that you would be playing again. You were. You played the same songs as the day before, but Liam stayed, completely absorbed in the music.You began to pack up your things to leave, but stopped when you heard a slow clapping from the back of the auditorium. You whipped around, trying to find who had intruded on your rehearsal, when Liam walked down the isle, still clapping."That was fantastic," he said, slowly making his way onto the stage."Thank you," you replied, blushing slightly. "You’re new, right? I’m Aiesha." You stuck out your hand to grasp his, shaking it lightly."Liam."

Cute Couple Moment

You looked up at the bleachers, searching the crowd for Liam. You finally spotted him up at the top with Scott and Stiles, giving you a thumbs up. You smiled and waved, turning back to where your volleyball coach was giving everyone a pep talk. You all did your team cheer and broke away to play against Beacon Hills’ rival team.

The game was difficult. Every time you tried to spike, a member of the other team somehow blocked it. God, are they all werewolves or something? you thought.

Soon, though, the game was tied, and whoever scored the next point would move on to the regional tournament.

You leaned forward, ready for the incoming serve. You dashed to hit back up in the air, passing it to your teammate, who went in for the spike. Time slowed down as the ball made its way over the next and straight to the ground.

The crowd erupted into cheers, and you were pulled into a huge group hug. Beacon Hills won!

After the game, you met Liam outside of the locker room, immediately being enveloped into his open arms.

"Great job, babe," he said, kissing your cheek lightly. "How about a little celebration, huh?" You smirked, blue eyes wide.

"And what did you have in mind, wolfie?"