Some Of Us Are Human ~ Teen wolf x Oc

5

It's game day for the lacrosse players, I didn't tell Isaac I was going but I'm hoping he'll be happy I'm there.

Once I get there I sit next to Stiles on the bench hoping to say hi to Isaac before the game.

"Taylor hey! Came to say hello to your favorite lacrosse player?" Stiles says cockily.

"Who are you referring to? Certainly not yourself, you're my favorite lacrosse sitter." I say with a smug grin while his mouth hangs open at my sudden joke. He hits me on the arm with his glove and his shock turns into laughter.

"That was actually pretty good, I can't even be mad. You might out sass me." He says with a shrug.

"Yeah right." I say with an eye roll.

"Taylor?" I hear his voice call.

"Hi Isaac." I say looking up at him all decked out in his lacrosse gear.

"I didn't know you were coming." He says surprised.

"I wouldn't miss my favorite lacrosse players first game of the season, that would be rude." I say grinning knowing Stiles' mouth is hung open for the second time in five minutes.

"Well I'm her favorite lacrosse sitter so.." he chimes in grumbling to himself after.

"I- thank you." He says blushing slightly, ignoring Stiles' comment.

"Lahey! Stop flirting and get your ass on the field!" Coach yells at him and doing a double take at me.

"I'm only letting you stay on the bench because your brother is the captain, mini Whittemore." He says aggressively.

"I wouldn't want it any other way coach." I say with a sweet smile and he just waves me off.

"Yea stop flirting with Lahey." Stiles says bumping my shoulder with his.

"I wasn't!" I defend and he just gives me a 'yeah okay' before we turn to watch the game unfold.

It seems to go on forever until Scott starts getting upset at something in the bleachers, I look over to see the girl he likes holding a Jackson's number one sign with Lydia and I groan.

"What?" Stiles asks me and cranes his neck to see what I'm seeing. "Oh dear god." He says anxiously looking out to the field at Scott.

I watch as Stiles nervously bites his cheek while keeping a close eye on Scott, he notices me looking and frowns.

"What, is there something on my face?" He says nervously rubbing his hands all over it.

"Oh yea big time.. it's this horrible stain called anxiety." I say letting out a loud laugh as his expression turned from worried to unimpressed.

"You're horrible." He says and turns back to face the field. I stare at him a little longer trying to figure out what's going on in his brain before looking back at the field.

When the games done Scott storms off the field and Stiles is quick to follow. We'd won the game so I stayed at the bench to congratulate Isaac and my brother. When Isaac comes up to me I hug him tightly earning slow arms to snake themselves around my upper back.

"Congrats! I knew we'd win." I say excited.

"T-thank you." He stutters out.

When we pull apart I notice my brother picking up a glove from the field with a mixture of terror and confusion written on his face.

"Let me talk to my brother really quick and I'll meet you in the parking lot?" I ask hurriedly.

"Uh yea, if my dad doesn't drag me home first." He says embarrassed.