Queen (A Sciles Story)

4• My favorite sourwolf

Malia can't drive and neither can I. So what do we do? Well there's only thing we can do.

"Heyyy, how's my favorite sourwolf!"

"Stiles, shouldn't you be in class?" I could practically hear those furrowed brows through the phone. "Well you see here, i'm not gonna answer that BUT I will beg for your saving grace because your amazing cousin and I got ourselves into a bit of situation."

I can hear him take a deep sigh and a couple seconds to think things over.

"I'll be there in 5." He said before hanging up. God, am I grateful for his existence. I look over at Malia who's just giving me this look that's half judgement half confusion.
"He said he'll be here in a bit." I said ignoring the obvious question she wants to ask. I think deep down the both of is want to ignore it, but of course, Malia's curiosity is way greater than that. "Does Derek know? Y'know about your whole other life." I take a deep breath in and try to relax before I word vomit or something dumb that I would most likely end up doing. "Sort of. He knows i'm.. different. My job at the Jungle or, I guess, my hobbies aren't something we've really talked about. I dunno. He kinda helped me realize some things."

I remember those times.

The late nights filled with tears and silent conversations. The feeling of being wrapped in his arms. The understanding. The long looks...
I've never really talked about my sexuality or whatever. I mean i've made jokes and comments here and there but to put a label on myself? that's a whole other topic; and I think Derek understood that. We never had to really clarify with each other who we were because we already knew it which also meant we didn't have to clarify what we were.

I look up to see Derek's camaro rolling up in my jeep's side view mirror. "Speak of the devil." Both Malia and I jump out of the car to go meet our knight in shining armor awaiting us.

Or that's what I would say if our knight in shining armor didn't come out of the car with the most confused angry mixed face i've seen him with. "Stiles what the hell are you doing all the way out here?!" he yelled out from inside his car.

"We'll explain later can you just drive us to your place or something, jackass." Malia retaliated, arms crossed over her chest.

Scott's POV

After getting a text from Derek we learned that Malia and Stiles actually did skip school and are now with him in his loft. So great I made a fool of myself in front of everyone for pretty much no reason.

I don't even know why I got so fed up on the topic about Stiles being gay- which he's not. Or at least I think.. and hope.

There's nothing wrong with the idea of Stiles being gay, he can be whatever he wants and i'll still love him the same. It just.. it feels like if he was or is I would know because we don't keep anything from each other. Whatever he's been through I know about it and whatever I've been through he knows. So why would this be any different? Maybe he is gay and i'm a bad friend. No he can't be.. can he?

I mean he does seem to be keeping something from me.. and he's never done that before. When I went to question him about it he literally ran away so maybe.. could he be hiding his gayness from me? Is that even a thing? Hiding your "gayness"?

God, I am a bad friend, aren't I?

Stiles' POV

"So you're telling me that the whole reason you got stuck out in the middle of nowhere is because you're pretty sure Scott has you hypnotized?" Derek said semi chuckling to himself from the ridiculousness of it while brewing cups of coffee for me and him. "I know how it sounds but hear me out, I've never felt this before or even had him jammed into my head so much that I almost get myself killed!" At that point the chuckling completely ceased.

"You almost got yourself what?" He turned around to look at me finally. "Oh so that's what gets your attention." I snatch my cup of coffee form his hand annoyed.

"Yes, Stiles, you almost getting yourself killed got my undivided attention, you're welcome." He rolled his eyes at me. God, I think we've been spending so much time together that I'm officially rubbing off on him. "Aww someone cares!" and he's chucking again.

"I doubt he's got you hypnotized, he's too dumb to figure out how to do that. You're just overthinking everything again."

"No, no, I would know if I was overthinking things. I'm telling you somethings wrong with me cause i've never thought about someone this intensely or deeply besides.." I gestured towards him, as if i even needed to. It went quiet again. God, all this silence is starting to give me a migraine. "So you like him?" Derek muttered into his cup of coffee not daring to look me in the eyes most likely because he already predicted the disgust in my face. "LIKE HIM? ARE YOU KIDDING ME?!"

"You said so yourself! You've never thought of someone like that besides me!!" He started to raise his voice but no where near the level I was at.

"SO I'M AUTOMATICALLY IN LOVE WITH HIM? HOLD NO, NO- IS THAT WHAT YOU THINK ABOUT YOU? THAT I'M JUST HEAD OVER HEELS FOR YOU?!"

"Stiles, you and I both know that's not what I—"

"IT SURE SOUNDS LIKE IT." I turned away from him to go grab my stuff and Malia from the other room. I seriously can't believe this, the one person I thought would not only understand but also help has gone bonkers. "STILES!" Not even turning back to look at him while I walked out the door I flipped him off.

SCOTT'S POV:

"Oh no.." I heard Lydia mutter while looking down at her phone. "What? What happened?" She turned her screen towards me revealing a message from Derek saying that Stiles left.

"That's not good.."