15- Strike!

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Evelyn POV

We got out the jeep and headed inside to see Erica, Issac, Allison and Scott. I go over to Erica and give her a huge hug. She looks gorgeous, she's wearing a dark purple tank top and black jeans. 

"Erica, come over a sec." I grab her arm and lead her to the door.

"look I feel really bad. Ive been spending most my time with Stiles and not so much with you. I know this year was meant to be our year and I feel like i've just left you behind."

"oh my god! Lyn, don't be so silly! I've never seen you this happy before. I'm fine, Issac has been keeping me company, speaking of Issac... Peter is going to turn him." She said.

"He's what?! I thought no more teenagers, he is getting worse and worse. Let's not talk about Peter anymore, i'm here to have fun with you and Stiles." As I said his name, he turned to me and gave me a grin and a wave. I smiled back at him and blew him a kiss, he caught it and placed it into his pocket. I giggled like a 7 year old.

"You love him. Don't you?" Erica whispered.

"How could you not? But oh my- His dad caught us coming out the shower together today and let's just say I was so embarrassed." She giggled at my story and then we rejoined the group.

We were into our 5th bowls and Scott and Stiles weren't doing amazing. Me and Erica were constantly getting Strikes due to our ,as Stiles calls it, "wolf powers". It comes to Stiles 6th bowl and I ran up next to him.

"you can do this!" 

"what if I can't, we will loose because of me. Maybe I am loser like everyone says I am." He says while looking at the floor.

"you're my loser. If you hold it like this and angle your body this way, you'll get a strike." I turn away and he brings the ball up.

I run back up besides him and whisper, "You get a strike...You get laid." 


He coughs and adjusts himself and looks at me in the biggest grin ever and clicks his tongue. I sit back down next to Allison with a smirk on my face. Stiles brings the ball down and throws it straight down the middle...Strike! He starts jumping around but then composes himself as no one knows the true meaning behind the jumping but moi. 

"Oh my god. He sucks at bowling, what did you say to get him to do that?" Lydia and Allison turn to me. 

"Give them a personal prize, if you get what I mean." The girls look at each other and nod.

I stand up and Stiles sits in my space. I then sit down on his lap and cup his face.

"I hope your dads working late and if not..." I lean down to his ear. "You can use your hands to shut me up." I plant a kiss behind his ear as he adjusts himself to my words.

Bowling ended and Me and Stiles won! Allison and Scott came second, Erica and Issac third and Jackson and Lydia last.

"I thought you wanted real competition Jackson? You just got your ass whipped by people you call losers." Everyone laughed at my remarks even Lydia. 

"I don't date losers." Lydia said before walking out the doors of the bowling alley with Jackson scurrying after her.

We all say our goodbyes and I quickly pull Erica aside. " I'm doing it. Tonight. With Stiles."

She slapped her hand to her mouth and squealed! "OH MY GOD! You swoon! Issac's staying with me tonight as my parents are out of town and his dad doesn't care. So i'll update you incase we do uh 'bits'." 

We both laugh and I give her a hug as she gets into her car with Issac.

Stiles POV

"Scott, she wants to have sex with me. Tonight! My night is going to plan! Oh my god, I have no condoms..Where the hell sell condoms?" I said to Scott while Lyn talks to Erica.

"go to north avenue gas station, go in and buy her some chocolate, grab yourself some gas and buy some then." Scott explains.

"yes, good thinking! I'll let you know how it goes, tomorrow when I pick you up for practice." Scott nods and leaves.


 I grab Lyn from behind, "you ready to go home? We just need to stop at a gas station as i'm low." 

"Ye i'm ready and that's all good. Lets go!" She pecked my cheek and grabbed my hand and ran to the jeep. 


After securing the goods from the gas station, we pull up into the driveway. we are now stood outside my front door. I pray my dad has done exactly what I asked for...


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