Hyperactivity || teen wolf

five.

after school.

"honey, Stiles is here" mom said softly knocking on my door.

"I just want to be alone" I yell tossing my body, so my back was away from the door, "I don't feel good".

My door opened, making me sit up, "mom I sai-".

There he stood in all his teenage glory. His stupid face. His stupid hair. His stupid plaid shirt.

"I brought the notes you missed" He said setting his back pack down by door before closing it.

"What do you want Stilinski" I say bringing my knees to my chest.

He slowly waltzed to the other side of my bed, sitting on the edge.

"Why did you leave school after I kissed you" He asked looking back at me.

I looked down and just shrugged. I felt his giant hand rub my forearm.

"Stiles" I start, looking up at him,"you got Derek sent to jail for a murder he didn't even commit".

"It was at his house!" He shrieked, removing his hand from my arm.

"That's like me saying you stole my car when I gave you the keys" I roll my eyes.

He didn't even say anything. It was quiet for about 10 minutes before I spoke.

"remember the time we were at Lydia's 12th birthday party" I say.

He nods signaling me to continue, "and we started playing spin the bottle".

"Yeah"he faintly smiled, "I spun the bottle and landed on you. We were each other's first kiss".

"I remember you being upset because I wasn't Lydia. My first heartbreak from you Stiles" I said watching his expression soften.

"Fir-" Stiles said before I stopped him.

His brows furrowed in confusion.

"Stiles, you are really smart. But sometimes you act dumb as hell. The way you feel for Lydia is how I feel for you" I sighed getting up from the bed.

"Wh-why didn't you tell me" Stiles asked watching me walk always from the bed.

"You're my best friend Stiles. I didn't want to ruin our friendship. Plus you were so into Lydia, I didn't want to confuse you" I say throwing my hands up.

"Well I'm definitely not confused" He says making me stop.

"Oh my gosh" my hand flying up to my mouth tears brimming my eyes, "I just ruined our friendship".

He immediately got off the bed coming towards me, "actually the opposite".

"What—" I stopped talking when his large hands grabbed my face, bringing his lips to mine.

Our lips began moving in sync, almost as if they were perfectly molded for each other. His hands moved from my face to my waist as mines tangled itself in his curls. Stiles glides his tongue over my bottom lips asking for permission. Which I gladly accepted. His tongue rushed into my mouth where we begin to fighting for dominance. Stiles easily winning.

As we made out, we moved backwards towards the bed. My legs bending causing me to fall with Stiles falling on top of me. We both giggled before reattaching our lips. My hands found it's way to the back of his head, running my fingers over his buzz cut. His colossal ones roaming up and down my sides.

Stiles detached our lips and begin to suck on my neck.

I giggled, "it tickles".

That giggling turned into low moans.