Pairing: Liam X Reader
Requested: Yes by anon.
A/N: I have so many Dylan Sprayberry feels lately damn boy Y U SO HAWT
“Liam!!” You shouted, running through the closely nit of trees, jumping over lonely branches that you were sure were out to get you. You were rushing through the woods, trying to remember where Liam left his jeep parked; but you were positive you were going the wrong way. You also knew that Tracy was around here somewhere, remembering the wound on your arm that she just made.
You leaned over, trying to catch your breath. Taking your scarf off, you wrapped it around the wound tightly to apply some much needed pressure. “Liam!” You breathed out loudly, “Liam!” You knew he would find you; he always did in times of distress, it was always him who stepped through to save you no matter what supernatural creature was wandering around. The pack thought he was a child, that he was too young but he always braved up when you were involved.
“(Y/N)?” You heard his familiar voice shout between the trees. “I’m here,” You muttered, a sigh of relief escaping your lips as you settled down on the ground, the twigs and sticks pinching your skin. You knew he would find you by following your heart beat that was beating at a rapid pace. “Hey!” He rushed to your body, wrapping his arm around your back and the other under your legs; he lifted you up with ease and you hung onto him for dear life.
“Thank god for werewolf strength.” You teased, and he gave you a stern look; you knew how much he hated when you talked your body image down, there have been so many nights that he spent up with you crying into his chest about how you weren’t as ‘skinny’ or as ‘thin’ as the other girls. “You’re beautiful.” He whispered softly, tucking you into the passenger side of the jeep.
“Is Tracy gone?” You asked, and he paused for a second, listening closely to the empty arena around us. He nodded, and ran to the driver’s side. “Mine or yours?”