Not the same

Chapter 23

*Stiles' P.O.V*

Chris and I were sitting on the couch watching one of the greatest movies of all time when I felt a slight pressure on my shoulder. I turned my head to see that Chris had fallen asleep. I smiled as I moved my arm to sit around her waist. How did I get lucky enough to have a best friend like her? Before I could figure out the answer I too had drifted off.

"Are you sure?" I asked the beautiful brunette in front of me. "Of course I am." She replied moving her lips back to mine. She pushed me down onto the bed. She straddled my lap and looked down at me. "Why wouldn't I be?" Her eyes flashed gold. "Chris what's wrong with your eyes?" An innocent confused look crossed her face. "Nothing's wrong." I pushed up onto my elbows. "they just turned gold." I explained. "You don't need to worry about that." Now I was confused. "What? Why shouldn't I?" She threw her head back in laughter. "Because Stiles, you wont be around long enough to worry." Her eyes flashed gold again and her teeth sharpened. She lunged at my throat.

"Rise and shine lovebirds. We have an investigation to do." I shot up from my spot on the couch. Well shot up as much as I could. During the night we must have moved around because Chris was now laying comfortably on top of me. "Dean what are you doing here?" Chris asked lazily. "Well I was told that y'all had a vampire problem." She got up off of me allowing me to sit up. "One more question did you just call us lovebirds?" She was rubbing her forehead. "Yeah, Why? Are y'all not together?" I choked on my own saliva. "W-what?" I could feel the heat rushing up into my cheeks. Chris' face was noticeably red too. "I have to go get dressed." She rushed upstairs to her room. "Sorry dude I thought y'all were a thing." He said sitting on the arm of the couch.