Now you see me, now you don't {S.S}

Chapter 70

"Stiles~" I sang as I wandered up his stairs and towards his room. I saw his door peel open before he peeked out of his room. "Good morning~" Stiles chuckled and wandered out of his room and down the corridor over to me.

"What are you doing here?" I shrugged, offering a smile.

"I know you've been kind of bored recently." As his arms wrapped around my waist, I slid mine over his shoulders. "So I thought we could do something today."

"What'd you have in mind?" I shrugged, tapping my fingers on his shoulder blades.

"Hm...It's spring...It's a nice day...we have school on Monday, it's Friday." Stiles slowly nodded. "We could bail for the weekend? Actually take a break from Beacon Hills." Stiles moved one of his hands and gently tucked two fingers under my chin, tipping my head up and tilting it slight to the side so his lips could set perfectly against mine. I smiled and pulled myself away.

"Like...camping?" I nodded. "Where do you want to go?" I shrugged, thinking over all the semi-nearby places.

"In or out of California?"

"Depends, who's driving?"

"Up to you." Stiles slowly nodded before coming to a conclusion.

"Take the Jeep?" I nodded with a smile. "Okay, furthest we can go is one state over, or the Jeep will-"

"...break down multiple times, I know." I quietly laughed and thought about the states surrounding us. "We could just drive around and just go anywhere." Stiles nodded in agreement.

I wandered downstairs with a bag over my shoulder, halting in my steps when I found Scott and Mom talking in the sitting room for once. How odd...

"What's going on?" My family looked over to me and I smiled hesitantly as a car pulled up outside. Scott tilted his head, confused as he nodded to my bag.

"Where are you going?"

"With Stiles." Scott looked behind him, over the back of the couch, out of the window, at his best friend's Jeep.

"Are you guys together?" Mom and Scott shared a look as the front door opened.

"You ready?" I turned my head with a smile and nodded. Stiles was at the door as my parent and brother stared at him.

"Where are you two off to?" Mom asked and I looked to Stiles, who was going to answer, because he was the one driving.

"Uh...Mexico...?"

"Why are you going to Mexico?"

"Camping." We answered, sharing a look as my mom stared at us sceptically.

"No funny business." Mom glared at Stiles and I just slowly tried to slink away to the door. "(Y/n), what's going on between you two?" Stiles and I shared a look, not really knowing how to answer. We both went to answer, but chose to stay quiet.

"It's...somewhat complicated..." I explained carefully.

"(N/n), are you guys dating?" Scott asked, the two of us sharing a look. Stiles was the one to answer.

"I guess? Sort of?" Everyone shared another look.

"Stiles, don't try anything. The two of you have a good trip." My mom bid us farewell and we made a quick slip to the Jeep.

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This wasn't going very well. Bug's everywhere. It was fairly cold. But, it was hilarious, because Stiles was flailing about trying to avoid insects before flopping onto the floor and just giving up on it all.

"Hey Stilinski." He turned his head in the dirt to look at me with a dejected sigh. "You want the bug spray?" He nodded and sat up as I tossed it to him.

"(N/n), it's cold and there are so many bugs, can we please just find a motel or something?" I tilted my head with a smile. "As the two more defenceless people in the pack, we are not made for surviving on our own." I cackled and nodded in agreement.

"Takeout?" Stiles smiled and nodded, pulling me from the tent before just kind of dropping onto it as a way of disassembling it. I laughed and stood up.

"We are made to survive supernatural encounters, not nature." I quietly laughed to myself as I packed our bags and slipped them into the back of the Jeep.

"Stiles, neither of us were made to survive either. We're house people." He nodded in total, serious, agreement and I shook my head with a smile as I turned around and saw him stuffing the tent back into its weird little bag. I sighed and shook my head when he chucked it into the back of the Jeep once he was done. "Where even are we?" Stiles shrugged, so I just stared at him.

"I'm kidding, we're in Oregon."

"This is what I get for falling asleep with you driving."

Stiles chuckled and shook his head as we dragged or bags into this fairly nice motel, well it was in a city, so it was definitely more of a hotel since it was quite nice too. It was the nearest one, and it was fairly cheap, and it was nice. It was perfect. I followed Stiles upstairs after he had paid for a room.

"You paid for the room, I'll pay for the takeout." I stated as I threw my bag onto the bed and lay myself down. "Sound good?" He nodded and smiled. Stiles grabbed his phone from his bag and called the nearest takeout place, placing a fairly simple order for the two of us and I gave him the money to pay when the delivery guy, or girl, arrived.

Once food had actually arrived, I sat curled up on the bed, quietly eating my food as we sat watching TV.
I shuddered and twitched as I set my plate down, having finished my food. I looked around the room, wondering what was going on nearby which made me react like that.

"You okay?" I nodded with a smile, pretending everything was fine. Something was going on, and I really didn't want to deal with it right now. "What's wrong?" I snapped out of my little daze and smiled, looking at Stiles with a hum. "You're going cold." He explained, dropping onto the bed beside me and pulling me into him. I shook my head with a sigh, resting it against his shoulder before briefly twitching and shivering again. "(N/n)..." I shook my head again and just cuddled into him, trying to ignore it all.

"I'm fine." I said, quietly watching the TV as the room began to grow colder.

"(N/n), what's wrong?" I shrugged, feeling the cold for once.

"I don't know, but something's going to happen soon..." I let my eyes meet Stiles'. "And it's not just going to be the pack this time..."

"What do you mean?"

"It's going to be everyone..."