Stiles was used to everything going bad and then getting worse. He was used to everyone being evil and out to get him. What he didn't expect was Haley Darby. A seemingly normal girl who, admittedly, had caught his attention before. She stumbled into...
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Hayley sat in her chair, the uncomfortable plastic digging into her back as Coach began his speech about the stock market, "The stock market is based on two principles. What are they?"
Scott was the only person to put his hand up in the class. Hayley sunk into her chair having no clue what the answer was- economics was definitely not her best subject. "Yes, McCall you can go to the bathroom," Coach dismissed before asking the question again.
Scott lowered his arm hesitantly, "Coach, I know the answer."
Coach let out a wheezed laugh, some of the class laughing with him. His face dropped, "Oh, you're serious."
"Yes. Risk and reward." Scott informed correctly.
"Wow! Who are you? And what have you done to McCall?" He went right up Scott's desk as Scott let a smile grow across his features, "Don't answer that. I like you better." He pointed at Scott and repeated in a whisper, "I like you better."
"Does anybody have a quarter?" He asked the class. Some of the students dug into their pockets to look for a quarter. Stiles excitedly dug through and grabbed onto something from his pocket. Before he had a chance to look at it, it fell out of his hands and onto the floor.
It was a condom. Stiles had dropped a condom.
The blue packet stood brightly against the concrete floor and Stiles could feel his stomach drop when he realised what he had just done. His eyes widened as he stared at the blue packet. Coach, of all people, picked it up.
"Stilinski, I think you- um- dropped this" He handed it over. Stiles cheeks blushed as he kept his lips tight, mortified at what just happened. Stiles took it back as Coach smirked at him, "And congratulations."
Hayley felt her heart sink a little. She let out a half-hearted chuckle. If Stiles had that it meant he...
Why am I feeling like this Hayley scolded herself and urged herself to get it together.
A frown covered her face as her mind started going at 100mph again. Why was she so disappointed? It was like her stomach weighed a ton as it dropped further and further. There's only one reason she could feel like this. Did she fancy Stiles Stilinski?
No surely not. She turned round to see his still mortified face. Okay, maybe he was cute but nothing more.
Absolutely nothing more.
Stiles was completely and utterly embarrassed. He rubbed his neck and Scott sent him a surprised smile. He didn't mean for that to happen. His childhood friend Heather had a party and they were going to.... but when he went to get a condom she bailed, leaving him confused. A part of him was thankful they didn't follow through with it as he looked at Hayley. No one else was her. And as much as he wished, no else would ever be her. No one else would send his heart racing and his mind spinning. No one else would have this effect on him.
