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Stiles Stilinski ~ Little Sister

*Big brother Stilinski
Word count: 1097

"Uh, where do you think you're going?" A familiar voice rang.

You groaned and turned around to see  Stiles crossing his arms.

"Out," you say simply.

"With who?" He asks investigating futher.

"Friends," you lie.

"Mmhmm? Wearing that?" He asks while examining you're outfit.

You were dressed in a nice dress with some simple makeup and heels. It was something you usually did not wear to go out in.

"What? I can't dress up to hang out with friends once in awhile." You ask.

"No you can, but it depends on where you're going. If it's a club I'm gonna try to stop you and if I can't I'll tell dad. And if you're underagedrinking you're gonna be busted big time. Plus your dress is a little to short." Stiles comments while trying to get involed.

"Like you never drank under age, Stiles. Also my dress is only like a half inch above my knee. What do you want me to dress like a nun?" You ask in slight annoyance.

Stiles snorts, "exactly my point. Ive underage drank and its bad, so i don't think you should either!" He exclaims, "And a nun? Where did that come from?  Plus I know you're lying."

"And how do you know that?" You ask while putting your hands on your hips.

"Because what you're wearing is way to dressy. It's something you usually never wear unless you're going to-" Stiles stops, "Are going to Matt's house?"

"My God Stiles why is this such a big deal? Nevermind, I can't argue with Mr. Protective Brother right now I need to go. Please don't tell dad if he comes home before me. I should be home around nine." You say while hurrying out the door.

"Let me drive you to where you need to go." Stiles offers.

"Thanks, but no thank you. I gotta go."

"If you let me drive you I won't tell dad." He says.

You turn around with a frustrated groan,"Fine, get the keys and let's go. I'm late."

Stiles smiles and gets into the car, "So where am I dropping you off at his house?"

You nod and look out the window to avoid talking to Stiles.

"What are you doing tonight?" Stiles asks.

You don't answer and play with a loose thread on the seat.

"Okay I understand you don't want to tell me that, but can I at least know where you'll be if anything happens."

"Stiles, I'll be fine. We're just going out for dinner!" You exclaim.

"(Y/n), it's Beacon Hills. I don't mean emotionally I mean more supernatural like. If anything bad happens to you, we, well dad will probably kill me, but it would be my fault that I couldn't do anything," Stiles says.

You sigh, "I'll be at (restaurant)." 

The rest of the car ride was silent and awkward. When you finally arrived at Matt's house Stiles looked over at you and took a deep breath.

"What now Stiles?" You ask in annoyance.

He sighs, "As much as I hate watching my little sis grow up I can't do anything about it. So have fun and call me if anything happens. I'm serious."

"Yeah, yeah, ok, I'll see you later." You say as you wave at Stiles and walk up to the house.

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Stiles POV

One hour later

"I'm telling you Scott somethings up with him. I don't trust him!" I exclaim.

"Who Matt?" Scott asks, "Of course you don't! You're just being  a protective brother. He's probably a great guy."

Suddenly someone's phone started to ring, " Dammit ," I mumbled as I saw (y/n)'s name.

"(Y/n)? Are you okay?" I ask.

"No n-no," She stuttered. It sounded like she was crying. Shit she was crying.

"(Y/n) where are you? I'm coming to get you."

"I-I- I'm on 40th street. W-walking home."

"Okay I'm coming to get you. Go into the IHop that we usually go to and I'll pick you up there ok?"

"Ok I- I will." She sobbed.

"What's wrong?" Scott asks with worry.

"Uh, I'm not sure I'm gonna go get (y/n). I think she was crying." I say.

"Oh, uh, you want me to come with?" Scott asks.

"No, I'll be fine. I got a feeling on what happened. I don't think it's serious.  If if is I'll call you." I say while grabbing me keys.

Scott nods and I leave while hauling ass to (y/n). As I get into the IHop I see (y/n) sitting at one of the waiting chairs while crying. She looked miserable and I made my way towards her.

Your POV

You were a mess when you got to the IHop. Makeup was running down your face and you were crying. The staff seemed uncomfortable and tried to seat you multiple times, but you said that you were waiting for someone and waved them off.

After what seemed liked hours you saw Stiles approaching you. When you saw your big brother walking in with a worried look on his face you couldn't help, but cry even harder.

"Hey, come on (y/n) let's get to the car alright?"

You nodded and got up walking to the car. You heard Stiles thank the staff for looking over you and slowly got into the car.

As Stiles got in you could tell that he knew what happened, but he said nothing as he proceeded to drive home. You sat in silence until Stiles finally broke it asking what happened.

"He broke up with me, " you whispered while feeling more tears run down your cheek.

After saying that you thought Stiles would come back with something like, 'I knew he was an ass,' or 'I told you so,' but he did nothing, nothing of the sort. What he said next surprised you.

"I'm sorry  (y/n). You need me to kick his ass?" He asked.

You slightly smiled at Stiles as he responded, and shook your head.

When you finally arrived home it seemed like Stiles already knew what to do for a break up.

As you went to the couch and cuddled up in a ball, Stiles wrapped a blanket around you and turned on (favorite show or movie). He then left and came back with a tub of (favorite ice cream flavor) ice cream and a spoon. He then sat down on the couch and looked at you while making a face.

"What?" You asked.

"Sorry, but he was a major ass."

"And there it is," You chuckle.