Scott went to work at the animal clinic, while Stiles and I decided to go back to his house to hangout. This was usually how our nights went; with spending time at the other's place. It wasn't out of the ordinary since we've been hanging out and having sleep overs at the others since we were in diapers.
We were sitting on his bed, watching movies. At least we were supposed to. Stiles had tuned out and started looking something up from his computer. Honestly, it was annoying me since I came over so we could hangout and he was just on his computer but I decided not to say anything. I'd rather spend time with him like this then not at all.
After a little bit longer, I had finally gotten tired of this. I tried talking to him a couple of more times about things that were happening during the movie, but he just ignored me. He would mumble a couple of things but they weren't any actual words. I was especially getting annoyed due to the fact that we were watching Star Wars; a movie he insisted that we watch. I personally wanted to watch something a bit more my cup of tea, like Harry Potter. But noooooo, I agreed to watch Star Wars for the hundredth time because he wanted to.
I didn't say anything but I started sitting up, grabbing my bag and putting my sweater on. When I started standing up, that's when Stiles finally turned around and looked at me confused.
"What are you doing?" Stiles looked confused.
I shrugged my shoulders, picking up my bag off the floor and starting to walk towards the door.
"I'm gonna go.."
"Why?"
"Because I came over to spend time with you but you seem more interested in whatever porn film you're watching on your computer then spending time with your best friend." He jumped up, blocking my exit while I gave him this look, crossing my arms in front of my chest. "And by the way, I didn't want to even watch Star Wars again for what seemed like the eight hundred time. I wanted to watch Harry Potter, you know since it was my turn to pick the movie but I agreed to Star Wars even though it was my time to pick because you wanted to watch it. But you're not even looking at the screen."
"It's not porn." Stiles said sternly, of course this was the part of the sentence he picked up on first. I mean did he just completely ignore the part where I said he is ignoring me for a electronic device. "And I know you think you're being ignored and I'm sorry. I didn't mean to but when you see what I've been researching you'll understand."
I rolled my eyes at him as he guided me to sit in front of his computer. He opened the tab and what I saw in front of me was not what I expected. Honestly, I thought it was porn. Porn, I think I could have handled since I walked in on him one time during the summer. He claims he was playing League of Legends and the tab just showed up on his computer. Frankly, i still don't believe him.
But what was in front of me was a website that looked like it consisted of supernatural tales. It honestly looked like a fan tumblr for the vampire diaries and supernatural. Dean was a hottie, but I wouldn't believe any of the things that happened in that show. Demons? Werewolves? Vampires? All these urban legends that we grew up with, only heard stories about during halloween... It never crossed my mind that they could possibly be true. It was just a bunch of crap right?
Apparently Stiles didn't think the same as me. I scrolled down the site, reading all about the legends of werewolves and everything like that. It honestly sounded like that episode of supernatural and something out of the second twilight movie.
"You can't be serious?" I looked back at him, he just stood there chewing on his finger tips. "None of this is real, you know that right? It's important to me that you know that.."
He shook his head, leaning over me and scrolling down the site and opening up another tab. I couldn't help but stop breathing as he was so close to me, I could feel his breath on my face. "Look, I know it's crazy okay. Werewolves are just portrayed in really bad movies like in that twilight movie you use to be obsessed with."
I smirked a little bit. "If I recall, you're the one who agreed to go with me to watch it like five times."
"Well I went because I like you, not the movie.." He started saying until his eyes went wide with what he said. I couldn't help but blush a little bit before letting out a small laugh and shaking my head.
"Okay besides the point, there's no way that any of this stuff is actually real."
"I wouldn't be so sure." Stiles pointed to the computer screen. "Look, I know it sounds crazy but it does explain all the weird things that's been happening to him lately."
I sighed before looking down. "Stiles, lo..-"
I began saying but he cut me off. "Okay, I know you don't believe me and it sounds crazy but you've always been by my side and always believed in me, always been on my team...I just need you to believe me and be on my team with this if Scott's going to listen..."
Stiles looked at me with this puppy dog face. Dammit, that face was the reason I had gone along with so many stupid ideas. Which resulted in endless hours of detention and his dad having to bail us out of what could possibly landed us in jail.
I sighed before looking back up at him, looking in his eyes. I counted the color in his eyes and I don't even know how but we somehow managed to get so close I could feel his breath against my lips. I snapped out of my trance before shaking my head, sighing in defeat.
"Okay fine, I believe you." I sighed. "But I just want you to know that it doesn't matter...this sounds crazy and there's no way Scott's going to believe any of this."
"Well we have to try. Scott was attacked and now he's like becoming a completely different person."
I just nodded my head, not wanting to hear any of this since my head was already spinning at a hundred miles per hour. "Even though this all sounds like complete and utter ridiculousness, I think it's kind of adorable how you're trying to find out what's happening with Scott. You guys are like a bromance."
He rolled his eyes at my bromance comment. "You're the only thing that's adorable here."
Once the words left his mouth, I couldn't help but start blushing and not soon after he joined me. We didn't say anything, just kind of smiled between each other. After some more awkward silence, I finally decided it was time for me to go home.
"As much fun as this has been, and believe me it was a blast.." I let out a small laugh. "I'm pretty beat and we've got school tomorrow."
Stiles laughed but nodded in agreement, before telling me he would give me a ride home. I tried telling him I would walk but there was no way he would actually let that happen. The whole ride to my house, I couldn't help but smile a bit to myself. There was just this lingering feeling that I couldn't describe. It was a warm feeling in the pit of my stomach.
Stiles stopped in front of my house and I thanked him, giving him a quick hug before hopping out of his jeep. I propped my elbows to rest against the jeep while smiling at him. "By the way, I've always been on your team and I'm always going to be on your team..just in case there was any doubt." I smirked at him lightly before turning around and making my way to my front door. I unlocked the door, turning around to wave at him as he waved back before taking off. I closed the door behind me, kind of just resting against it as I had this stupidly happy smile on my face.
I turned towards the living room, jumping slightly once I noticed dad was in there with the TV off and reading a book on the love seat. He just smirked to himself, looking up at me for a second then back at his book. Why was he giving me that look for?
"What's that look for?" I questioned him, taking a seat across from him on the couch.
He shrugged his shoulders, still smirking. "No reason, just that I called it."
I looked at him confused. "Called what?"
"You and Stiles falling in love." He smirked up at me. "Well actually I predicted you and Scott, it was the sheriff who called you and Stiles."
My eyes went wide once he said that as I quickly shook my head. "You're crazy. We're best friends and there is no way that we are in love right now. You're just crazy."
"I think I owe the sheriff twenty bucks." Dad laughed.
"Stop, you're so not funny." I complained. "Me and Stiles are friends, have been forever. And so are me and Scott, nothing romantic has ever happened."
Dad rolled his eyes at me, looking away from his book and giving me this serious look. Great, advice time from dad. "Yes you have and now you're going to be much more than that. It was only a matter of time before you fell for one of them. I just thought it would have been Scott."
"Why?" I asked him, kind of curious for his reasoning.
"No particular reason, just when you were little, it was like you and Scott seemed more fitted for each other..and how you asked Scott to the Sadie Hawkins dance your sixth grade year." Dad shrugged his shoulders. "But then as you grew, I saw how you and Stiles always looked at each other."
"I asked Scott because no one asked him and that bitch Heather already asked Stiles." I defended myself but then I quickly shook my head. I rolled my eyes, getting up off the couch. "Okay, I'm not going to have a talk about boys with you. And I'm especially not going to be talking about one of my best friends with you."
Dad laughed at me, before shaking his head and reading his book again. "Don't say I didn't warn you when it happens. You can't stop what's meant to be. Besides, I think it's pretty obvious that Stiles has always had a crush on you. Just make sure you always use protection."
"Okay, this conversation is over. For like ever." I then grabbed my bag off the floor and made my way upstairs to my room.
How does my dad seem to always embarrass me every single day? Even when no one else is around, it's honestly a complete mystery.
I tossed my bag on the floor near my computer desk in my room, walking over to my desk to connect my ipod to the speaker. I started playing One Direction's newest album, walking over to my dresser to grab some clothes for bed. Before I walked over to my dresser, I looked up at the board I had above my desk. It had a bunch of things on it; memos, school related things, ribbons, photos, and a program from California College of the Arts in San Francisco. Yeah, I kind of wanted to attend there after high school but it was still only an option. There were also pictures on the board, some of me and my friends, some of me and my dad, but my favorite was two pictures.
One was of me, Scott, and Stiles.
The three of our families decided to go camping and we were all sitting by the fire. I loved this memory and picture because it was right before everything went to crap. What with my mom leaving, Scott's dad leaving, and Stiles mom... well...
The other picture that was my favorite was a not so morbid one mixed with a happy memory. This picture was one hundred percent happy. I smiled at it, just remembering the moment. Stiles was hugging me from behind, we had big goofy smiles on our face, and we were at Warp Tour. Stiles had surprised me with tickets for my birthday and it was the best day ever. The more I stared at the picture, the more I was getting that feeling in the pit of my stomach again.
I quickly pulled my eyes away before opening the door to my bathroom, starting to get ready for bed. The whole time, i couldn't help but think though..
Stiles.
*
The rest of the week went by smoothly. Allison and I started talking more and she was actually a really cool person, I could tell we were going to be pretty good friends. Nothing exciting was happening and all I ever heard was Scott wining about his unrequited crush on Allison, which actually might not be that unrequited. Scott told me and Stiles about how she brought a dog into the animal clinic and how she asked him to Jackson's party on friday.
Anyone who's anybody always goes to one of Lydia and Jackson's parties. I mean, Lydia always throws the best party in Beacon Hills, you were always guaranteed to have a good time. I wasn't sure if I was going to go but I always ended up going because well Lydia would have my head on a pike if I didn't. Right now, I was debating on what to wear to Lydia's party, being convinced the most to go because Scott was nervous about his date and having one person who knew his name at the party would relax him.
I was looking through my closet, laying out a pink sheer skirt and a light baby pink long sleeve top. I was planning on wearing my badge high heels with my cute white purse, yup this was the outfit I had finally decided on. Only took me about over an hour to pick it but still, it was perfect, I only needed one last thing to perfec-
I groaned when I heard my phone going off, sighing before setting down the two necklaces I was deciding on along with two pairs of earrings, walking over to my desk and seeing that Stiles had texted me eight times and was now calling me. I rolled my eyes as I listened to his ringtone one more time before finally clicking the green button to answer the phone.
"Is there any reason you're phone stalking me right now? I'm a little busy trying to pick out an outfit for tonight's party." I laughed while holding up two pairs of jackets, seeing which one would look cuter. I was pretty focused on choosing my outfit until something Stiles said, caught my attention.
"Wait, slow down Stilinski. Repeat everything you just said, and slowly." I set down the jackets on my bed, walking towards my window and making sure it was locked.
"I was listening in on another one of my dad's calls.." Stiles voice sounded unsteady.
"And? What's the big deal? It's not like you don't always listen to his calls.." I walked over to my radio, turning the music down so I could hear Stiles more clearly.
"The body they found...it had animal hairs on it.. wolf hairs to be more specific." Stiles explained and I groaned, really not feeling like playing scooby doo with his right now, especially when I had a party I needed to get ready for.
I groaned, putting the call on speaker before taking off my clothes and stepping into my party outfit. "Wolves don't live in California, remember?" I reminded him while slipping into my shoes.
"They don't but I think one might have found it's way back, I also think it's the one that attacked you and Scott." Stiles explained to me over the phone.
I sighed, already getting a headache from this twilight conversation. "Look, Stiles..I think it's super cool that you're trying to help, but all this talk about wolves and everything really makes me think I'm listening to a really bad twilight fanfiction."
"Just trust me. Come to my place now, I already texted Scott."
"Stiles...-" I tried arguing but was interrupted.
"Just please trust me on this." Stiles begged me.
I sighed in defeat. "Fine..I do trust you.." I rubbed my forehead. "I'll head over in a bit, let me just finish getting ready." I hung up the phone, tossing it before rubbing the back of my neck. Why did I get the feeling that this conversation was going to go south so fast and end up in a horrible fight like the monopoly fiasco of '04.
*
I finished getting ready, throwing my phone into my purse before driving to Stiles. I parked my car in front, behind his jeep before jumping out. I walked to the front door, knocking on it slightly before taking out the spare key Stiles had given me in case of emergencies. But when I went to unlock it, I noticed it was unlocked.
"Stiles? Sorry to barge in, the door was unlocked." I called out to him before closing and locking it behind me. "Leaving doors unlocked while there's a murderer loose, is how you get killed in horror movies." I looked all around downstairs and didn't see Stiles or Scott anywhere so I headed upstairs towards his room.
As I was walking down the hall, I stopped and smiled at a picture of the three of us hanging on the wall. It was the same one I had hung above my desk, the one where the three of us are camping. I smiled to myself as I saw another picture hanging on the wall, this time it was one that me and Stiles took at formal together freshmen year.
I remember the feeling of that night; we danced and if only for a moment, it was as if I was kind of falling. But not in a frightening kind of way, it was more like a reassuring thing because it was never as scary when you're falling when you know for sure that there is going to be someone there to catch you when you fall.
For me, that's Stiles.
I knew he would always be there to catch me when I fall. But sometimes..I wondered if maybe...he...-
I was suddenly snapped out of my thoughts, when I heard the sound of two voices, very loud voices, screaming at each other. I walked towards Stiles room, and suddenly the voices were becoming more clear.
"Look your change can be caused by anything that angers you or rises your pulse. And I haven't seen anything rise your pulse like Allison. You have to cancel this date."
Stiles? What the hell was he talking about. Oh god, he told Scott about his theory.
"No. If you somehow got a date with Sara, I would be supportive of you. I wouldn't be trying to ruin it."
wait, did Scott just say... What? I felt my face go red from blushing, thinking about what Scott had said. I stopped, trying to compose myself before going in there. After all, I didn't want to go in there all blushing and get questioned cause then they'll know that I was eavesdropping. Which is exactly what I'm doing right now..
"Yeah but im not a blood thirsty werewolf, am I? I wouldn't be able to rip her throat out with my teeth!"
Okay, that was my cue to go in and stop this stupid fight from escalating. I pushed open the bedroom door to see Scott shoving Stiles against his wall, putting his fist up to hit Stiles. " Scott, what the hell! Get off him!" I ran over to them, trying to pull Scott off Stiles but he shoved me back, making me fall to the floor. I groaned when I landed on one of Stiles game controllers, great now I'll have a x button crease in my ass for a day.
I rubbed the bottom of my back, looking up to see Stiles with an angry look on his face before pushing Scott away to run over to me. "Are you okay?" Stiles looked at me worried, helping me up. I nodded my head while holding onto him, turning my attention towards a Scott who looked like he was completely bugging out.
"Scott, Scott..just calm down buddy.." I tried stepping towards him but Stiles pulled me behind him. I jumped, hiding behind Stiles when Scott started yelling. He threw Stiles computer chair at the wall and yanking a picture frame off the wall, tossing it to the floor and shattering it to pieces. Stiles kept me behind him while we just stood there, looking at Scott completely shocked.
He looked at us like he was ready to throw something at us, breathing heavy before leaving. I let out a sharp breath, walking over to the broken picture frame, picking it up and seeing it was a picture of Stiles and me. I had given it to him last year as part of a Christmas present, it was a selfie we had taken and I decorated the frame. I know it was a bit too girly for a guy's present but I kind of liked the idea of giving homemade gifts to my best friends, even if they're both guys.
Stiles never seemed to mind though. He always accepted my gifts, even helping me paint my nail every once in a whole. Of course i do always have to eat endless boxes of pizza with him and watch all the Star Wars movies with him, every.single.movie.
I sighed, setting the picture frame on his desk before turning to him. "Are you okay?" I asked him, cupping his face to check if Scott had hurt him. He groaned as i looked over every single inch of him to make sure I didn't have to kick Scott's ass for hurting him.
"I'm fine." He groaned. "I said I'm fine.." He grabbed my hands in his, looking at me. He asked me if I was okay, telling me that I landed pretty hard but I just shook my head. I felt my breath get caught in my throat before looking away from him, clearing my throat as I stepped back.
"I just worry about you.." I offered him a warm smile while he returned the jester.
"I know..Thanks." Stiles smiled.
"Good..now.." I smirked lightly before hitting him in the arm. He flinched in pain, grabbing his arm and looking at me confused. "What the hell happened in here?" I glared at him, waiting for an answer as to why I almost witness his murder at the hands of our best friend.
"It's nothing.." Stiles mumbled.
I rolled my eyes, pinching his arm as he jumped. "Don't lie to me Stilinski. You lied to me back when you were the one to ruin my oil painting in middle school and you're lying to me right now.. So what the hell happened."
Stiles just sighed before looking over at me. He started explaining how he tried telling Scott about the research he had done and how Scott didn't believe him. Scott continued to get angry, making Stiles worry about Scott's first date with Allison tonight and I guess you can say that Scott kind of got pissed when Stiles took his phone. And here I thought I didn't like it when someone touched my phone, Scott seemed to get ticked to the point where he shoves you against a wall and is ready to rip your head off.
"Scott's a werewolf." Stiles blurted out, looking at me like I was supposed to jump up and agree right away. But this was just crazy talk, it seemed like something out of the second twilight movie.
"Seriously? You think that Scott's a werewolf?" I raised an eyebrow at him. "You sure that you're not just writing a bad twilight fanfiction?"
Stiles rolled his eyes at me before showing him the files that he tried showing Scott. I skimmed through them, just taking in as much as I could. Stiles was very thorough in his research, there seemed to be everything from twilight to ancient arcane lycanthropy knowledge. The images reminded me of something out of Prisoner of Azkaban, the werewolf images were kind of creepy.
"What does all this even mean?" I looked at Stiles concerned. I still didn't buy all this supernatural episode crap that Stiles was trying to feed but there was something wrong with Scott, something different. Honestly, my bet was on either being higher than a kite or having an emotional breakdown. Both seemed highly unlikely just like Stiles crazy theory.
I kept listening to Stiles try and explain everything that's going on, how Scott getting bit by a wolf and the body being covered in wolf hairs not being a coincidence. He proceeded to tell me how Scott was changing, how the werewolf curse was messing with his head and the full moon will make him crazy.
"How do we just not know he's not going through the guys version of being on a period?" I questioned him as much as I could since his ridiculous theory was making more and more sense with every page I read through.
"Scott almost put my head through a wall, not to mention he pushed you. He was ready to rip my tongue out not to mention he probably would have ripped your's out too if he knew you agreed with me." Stiles explained before going over to his computer chair, picking it up.
"I still think this is all a bit mu...-" I tried arguing but Stiles interrupted me, finally proving his point right.
"Believe me now?" He looked turned his chair around to reveal three perfect claw marks, they looked like wolverine was here and took his anger out on the chair. I walked over, slowly tracing the marks with my own finger tips, they were deep cuts. I gasped before wiggling my fingers and looking back up at Stiles.
"Okay, I believe you.." I sighed in defeat. I was probably never going to hear the end of this. This was going to be used against me for the next couple of years or you know, for the rest of our lives. "So you believe Scott's a werewolf and if he goes out with Allison, he'll kill her because she makes him horny-oh I mean she makes his pulse quicken?" I gave him this look while he rolled his eyes at me. "Okay, now that I'm all caught up..When's the next full moon?"
"Tonight."
Shit. So the first full moon since Scott was attacked was tonight? Why did I feel like this was going to end up going horribly wrong? Especially since he's going to be at a party with tons of people who he could kill if he looses his temper?
"Looks like we're going to Jackson and Lydia's party.." I looked over at him. "Would you do me the honor of going as my date, Stilinski?" I smirked at him, trying to lighten the conversation since we were almost beheaded by our best friend minutes ago.
"Well I think the honor would be all mine." Stiles smiled at me.
"Great." I smirked as I clapped my hands together, setting my purse down on his bed before walking over to his closet.
"Umm what are you doing?" He questioned me.
I was looking through his closet, taking out a shirt and pants I thought would look really well together, tossing them at him. "What's it look like? Making sure we're the two hottest people to arrive at this party."
He laughed before grabbing his clothes and leaving into the bathroom to change. I took out my phone, texting Lydia that I was on my way and to keep an eye on Allison. Lydia didn't ask questions, she agreed and I knew it wouldn't take much since she didn't want Allison dating a 'loser' like Scott. Which was completely shallow and stupid because Scott was a great guy, so what if he wasn't popular, he is a wonderful guy.
I locked my phone, shoving it back into my purse, looking up to see Stiles had walked back into the room. I used my hand to fan myself while smirking at Stiles, he looked really cute right now but then again he always did. Wait, what?
"Hubba hubba.." I smirked. "Who knew my best friend was a total hottie..You should try wearing something other than your blue and green plaid shirt more often."
"You know me, I only own like three shirts so I can't go out in public too much." Stiles joked. I swear, every time I saw Stiles, he always was wearing plaid shirts. I loved his plaid shirts but he one time owned five of the same plaid shirts. Which sort of became a little joke between us now, just like with me and my power ranger sweatshirt.
"Come on, we better hurry before Scott and Allison get there." Stiles offered me his arm, and I took it without hesitation. I couldn't help but feel this fluttering feeling inside of me as I smiled at him.
And there it was all over again.
I felt like I was falling.
author's note:
so im thinking their ship name would be Stara :D
I really love writing this book, I especially love writing this kind of relationship, you know the one where you feel like you're falling. Falling in love is a beautiful thing and I can't wait to explore their relationship even more. Just you guys wait, there are going to be amazing Stara scenes coming up ;D
Not to mention that Willa Holland is bae, she's super beautiful and kickass. Love herrrr ;D &&I can't wait to write her storyline later in the book. she's not going to be one of those damsels in distress, Sara is going to be a kickass, will learn how to handle herself in a fight kind of gal. Gosh, just so excited for this book :D