Let your mind fly
Title: Let your mind fly
Author: Me
Rating: Pg13
Pairing: Quil/Claire
Summary: "I'll always be whatever you want me to be"
Author's note: Don't own the story or the characters
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Let your mind fly...
Claire’s POV
I’m Claire Young, sixteen years old. I’m a Native American and I have long black hair and green eyes, and I’m quite tall for a girl of my age. And well, I can say that I’m really beautiful to. But there was something, something I just can’t stop thinking about. It was a dream, I dream I did every night since my last birthday, and It’s been eight month now.
It was always the same, I would dream about a brown wolf, then, someone calls my name and I turnaround to see who was calling me, but there was nobody, and when I turnaround again, the wolf isn’t here anymore, but a the exact place where it was, was standing, Quil, my Quil, my best friend.
When I started doing this dream, I also started to realize that the feelings I have for Quil isn’t just friendship anymore, it was more, so much more. Something so strong that I don’t thing that there is a word to describe it.
I think about him all the time, I just can’t stop it. He had always been there for me, and he would do everything he could to make me happy. We were together since the day he first saw me, when I was two.
And there was no secret between Quil and me, I knew everything about the fact that he was a wolf, a shape shifter, and I also knew about imprinting, and the fact that he imprinted on me the first day he saw me.
He told me everything when I was fourteen, he hated keeping things from me but he had to. That day when he told me all those thing he said “I’ll always be whatever you want me to be.” I didn’t know what he meant; I was too young to understand, but know I did.
I’ve been thinking about this sentence he said for three days, and now I knew, I knew what I had to do. I had to make things change. I wanted him, I wanted him to be my boyfriend, may lover…
That’s when I heard a knock on the door.
“Come in” I said. And there he was, entering my bed room.
Quil …