Stallison AU~ A Second Chance

Morning Sickness

NARRATOR:

The blazing sun shines on Stiles and Allison as they lay there with the crinkled sheets covering them. Allison starts to slowly move, disturbed by the sun in her eyes.

"Damn it Stiles we should of closed the blinds." she says with a giggle. Stiles just slightly moves, stretching his shoulder with a moan.

He quickly hops out of his bed, running to close his blinds in his short boxers. Allison giggles as he jumps back in the bed.

She turns her back on him, as Stiles snuggles up next to her. "Oh so we're that couple now." She says with a sarcastic tone.

"What couple?" Stiles asks. "The ones that SPOON." she says with a smile.

"Yeah, yeah I guess we are." He says sweetly, squeezing her waist tighter.

After a few minutes of the two embarrassing the warmth of their bodies on each other, Stiles couldn't help but to crack an important question.

"So tell me...was my sex better than Scott's?"

"Stiles! Oh my god!!" Allison says, breaking their perfect spooning position by playfully smacking Stiles on the back.

"How can you ask that?" She says with an adorable laugh.

Stiles just keeps laughing apologetically. "Ok ok I'm sorry. Can't blame a guy for trying." He says as they slowly find their way back to spooning.

Stiles couldn't help but smile. The warmth, the air, the sun, the soft silky sheets tangled in their toes was all made perfect because of the presence of Allison.

She finally rolls her eyes, exhaling. "Fine," she drags out. "You were better than Scott..."

Allison felt Stiles' smirk on the back of her head. "But don't get too confident, you still gotta work on someth-" she interrupts herself with a roaring cough, causing Stiles to immediately jump back.

Allison starts to endlessly cough, as if there was something trapped in her throat. "G-get me some w-water. " she wheezes out. Stiles instantly nods his head, running to the kitchen.

ALLISON POV:
It's happening again. I'm sick. I quickly grab a tissue to cough in from Stiles' nightstand. I was scared to see what I coughed out, if it is the same thing as yesterday, I know I'm in trouble.

I unwrap my tissue, only to uncover black, thick liquid that I had just squeezed out of my lungs...again.

I hear Stiles' footsteps coming toward the room so I quickly shoved the blackened tissue into my pajama pocket...he can't see this.

NARRATOR:
Stiles rushes in with a glass of water oblivious to what's happening with Allison.

He hands her the water as she yanks it out of his hand, quickly pouring it down her throat. Her cough finally settled down with her feeling embarrassed in front of stiles.

"What in the hell was that?!?" He asks with concern.

"I just um swallowed through the wrong pipe." Allison says with a horsed voice.

"It sounded like you had pneumonia. We need to take you to the hospital." Stiles says, grabbing Allison hand to yank her outta bed.

"No! Stiles!" She pulls her hand back. "I'm fine! I promise, okay? Just get back in bed."

"I don't think so." He says with concern.
"If there was something wrong, I would tell you." She says, with guilt rising in her stomach. Allison knew something was wrong, but how can she admit that to Stiles when she can't even admit it to herself?

He looks at her doubtfully, but slowly crawls back in the bed.

"If this happens again, I'm taking you. No argument." He sternly says.

"Just forget about it Stiles," Allison says with her charming smile. "It was nothing."

~LYDIA'S BEDROOM~

"Yes! Just a little bit more!" She screams, on top of Parrish.

"L-Lydia I'm gonna-" they both moan in the depths of their climax.

Lydia flops off Parrish's waist and onto her pillow breathing heavily.

"Wow um-" Parrish says breathlessly. "That was amazing." he laughs.

Lydia smiles as she covered herself with the sheets.

Parrish, who just had an amazing time btw, laid there doubtfully for the next couple of minutes, wondering what sex with Lydia actually meant.

"S-so, what does this mean? Are you over Stiles?" He finally asks.

Lydia takes a brief moment to answer. "No, Jordan. I'm not over Stiles," she looks at him and smiles purely.

"But I'm not over you either."
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Ok so if you didn't understand anything from that chapter cause I know my writing sucks, here's brief summary:
Basically Allison is sick, like really sick. She's coughing out black blood but isn't doing anything about it because she's really scared.
Marrish is rising...yes I did a mini smut between them for Madi lol even though I hated writing it haha it was so weird. But still! Do you guys like Marrish?!? Should I keep it going??