I've always been alone. Never once has there been someone I could call friend let alone a relationship. I've been called soulless most my life, which is true but many people don't know how true that actually is.
(y/n) moves to Beacon Hill with her...
Lydia was at my place while I was picking out my outfit for a party to two of us were going to.
"I'm telling you sometimes it's good to stay away from your boyfriend." She called out from my bed as she was fixing up her make-up.
"Well, I like spending all my time with Stiles thank you very much." popping out in a pair of short shorts and a small tank top Lydia nodded.
"Nice shorts. Wear the pumps. Look all I'm saying is that you'll get attached and maybe end up hating each other by the end of the year. Although I guess it's different with your souls now connected or whatever." I giggled rolling my eyes at her putting on the high shoes. "Now that is an outfit to get some attention. Let's go."
---- I wasn't sure if stiles were coming tonight, but Lydia said not to think about boys while handing me drink after drink. Unlike werewolves, I can get drunk, easily. The lightweight that I am.
"I'm going to cool off!" Lydia shouted as I kept dancing around covered in paint. Lydia didn't want any on her saying it would wreck her outfit. I on the other hand didn't mind getting dirty. Spotting Stiles walking in I smiled walking up and kissing him.
"Happy Halloween!" I shouted pulling Stiles by the hand into the crowd. Dancing off to the side I almost slipped until Stiles pulled me into him.
"I didn't know you were coming here!?" Stiles yelled and I nodded.
"It was Lydia's idea. To get away from 'the boys' as she put it." Stiles frowned at me for a moment.
"Are you drunk?"
"Yep, wanna dance?" I giggled smiling at him.
"Yeah." Pulling him into the middle of the crowd I rocked my hips side to side listening to the music. Jumping spinning around Stiles had a smile on his face. Stiles had a goofy dance and I giggled pulling him into a deep kiss marking his lips even more with the pink glow in the dark paint I had on. It was getting hot so Stiles pulled us over to the stairs.
"You got a bottle opener?" I questioned sitting close to him with two beers.
"Yes." spotting something on his keys I plucked it from his grasp.
"You key has phosphors on it." My mind was too fuzzy to know why I would mention it and just went to kiss him again. Stiles held the back of my neck pulling me in closer. Humming against his lips I went to straddle his lap but Stiles pulled back.
"I'm sorry what are phosphors?" sitting back down I thought for a second.
"It's any substance that luminesces. In your teeth, fingernails. In this paint. Reacts to UV light. That's why it glows." Stiles nodded his head moving in to kiss me again. Happy he was satisfied I kissed him harder moving to sit on his lap. Making out for not much longer he stopped once again.
"How wouldn't get phosphors on my key?"
"Have you been handling chemicals?" I questioned on his lap while he stared at his key.
"No I don't think I..." he stopped frowning at his keys. "We need to go." He suddenly jumped up me wrapped around him until he made me stand. "Like really need to go. You drink this." he handed me a water bottle tugging me through the sea of people. Hopping into the car Stiles put a blanket over my shoulders from the back seat. "You stay here alright. I'll be back soon." I hadn't noticed we made it anywhere moaning I rolled over and the seat suddenly reclined down. Rolling into a more relaxed position I fell asleep once more until the slam of the car door shutting.
"Mmm stiles can we go home? Your bed is comfy. This seat isn't." stiles let out a shaky breath before brushing the hair from my face.
"Yeah, baby. That's where we're going." I didn't remember the next few hours. Sleeping away in the familiar bed. But only for a few hours when Stiles lightly shook me awake.
"No five more minutes." I moaned rolling away from him.
"We have school today, I got some clothes from your place," Stiles said and I sat up.
"My place? Did you even sleep?" He passed over some medication and a large glass of water.
"No, not really. I tried but couldn't." glancing to his desk chair I almost spat out the water.
"You brought me that to wear to school?" I coughed out and Stiles wiggled his eyebrows at me.
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"Yeah, I thought they were sexy. Too much." Sighing I sat up looking at the paint all over my skin.
"A little bit but I've got nothing else to wear." Trying to remember more from yesterday I stopped on my way to the bathroom to have a shower. "Stiles, did we go to the school last night?" I asked scratching the side of my head.
"Uh no. You were feeling sick so I drove us here." Frowning at the ground I nodded.
"Must have been a dream. I'm gonna have a shower."
---- Once at school, I let out a yawn going through my locker. Stiles went to talk with Stiles about something while I got ready for class. To my surprise Scott came up to me in the time I would have thought I'd see Stiles again.
"Oh hey, Scott where's Stiles?" Shutting my locker I held my books up and Scott rubbed the back of his neck.
"He had to leave, he wasn't feeling well." I went to go off and find Stiles but Scott grabbed my forearms. "He's fine (y/n) just needed some sleep." I knew something was up but Stiles hadn't been getting much sleep so maybe it was nothing.
"Ok." I breathed out turning back to him.
"We have a lot to catch you upon. After you left the party these people with masks attacked us. They paralyse people with supernatural abilities."
"So did they get Lydia." Scott leant in to whisper not to draw attention to ourselves.
"Yes, but she's fine. They're looking for someone else." The way he was looking at me I got confused.
"Me?"
"I don't know. Just meet me at my house after school. We have a plan."
