"Where are we going?" Scott questioned as he followed Stiles.
"You'll see." Stiles told him.
"Cause we really shouldn't be out here." Scott told them as he looked around himself while walking. "My mom is in a constant state of freak-out from what happened at the school."
"Well your mom isn't the sheriff, okay?" Stiles said. "There's no comparison, trust me."
"Can you at least just tell me what we're doing out here?" Scott asked.
"Yes. When your best friend gets dumped..."
"I didn't get dumped." Scott commented. "We're taking a break."
"All right, well, when your best friend gets told by his girlfriend that they're taking a break." Stiles said. "You get your best friend drunk."
§{~}§
The two boys sat down the bottle in the woods, after drinking for a while.
"Dude, you know, she's just one... one girl." Stiles told Scott as he laid down on the ground. "You know, there are so many... There are so many other girls in the sea."
"Fish in the sea." Scott corrected him.
"Fish?" Stiles asked confused. "Why are you talking about fish? I'm talking about girls. I love girls. I love them. I love... Especially the ones with blonde hair, blue green eyes, 5'5..."
"Like Alex?" Scott asked.
"Yeah, exactly." Stiles said. "Hey, how did you know I was talking about... about... what was I talking about?"
Stiles smiled goofily.
"Hey, you're not happy. Take a drink." Stiles told the werewolf as he noticed Scott wearing a frown and raised the bottle.
"I don't want any more." Scott answered and Stiles put the bottle down.
"You're not drunk?" He asked the teenager drunkenly.
"I'm not anything." Scott said.
"Hey, maybe it's like... maybe it's like not needing your inhaler anymore, you know. Maybe you can't get drunk as a wolf." Stiles suggested. "Am I drunk?"
"You're wasted." Scott shook his head.
"Yeahhhhh!" Stiles exclaimed before sighing. "Come on, dude, I know it feels bad. I know it hurts. I know. Well, I don't know."
Stiles chuckled before continuing.
"But I know this. I know that as much as being broken up hurts, being alone is way worse." Stiles tried to comfort but received a weird look from Scott as he chuckled. "That didn't make any sense. I need a drink."
"Well, look at the two little bitches getting their drink on." A man interrupted as he grabbed the alcohol bottle before Stiles reached it.
"Give it back." Scott told the two men who had approached them without them noticing.
"What's that, little man?" The guy who took the bottle asked challengingly.
"I think he wants a drink." The other guy said.
"I want the bottle." Scott continued dead serious.
"Scott, maybe we should just go." Stiles suggested.
"You brought me here to get me drunk, Stiles. I'm not drunk yet." Scott said as he continued to stare into the first man's soul.
The guys scoffed as the first guy took a sip out of the bottle and Scott got up from the rock he was sitting on.
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FanfictionAlexandra Cooper, parents Wanda and Vision, lives in beacon hills. She was born and raised there and lives next to Stiles Stilinski. The two of them, along with Scott, grew up to be best friends. Alex knew she had feelings for Stiles ever since she...
