Harlow McCall is the twin sister of Scott McCall and the most popular girl in school. She loves her brother and will be there for him through anything but she feels his best friend Stiles Stilinski is a trouble maker and is the wrong person to be ar...
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chapter eight: lunatic
"Its the look of love"
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Stiles and Harlow had dragged Scott out to the woods to get drunk, he was suffering from heartbreak and Harlow knew she only got through breakups with the use of alcohol. Harlow led the two boys out into the woods to the spot she usually likes to go to. "Where are we going?" Scott asked, "You'll see Scotty, chill out" Harlow replied, already tipsy as she started drinking on the way there. "We really shouldn't be out here, mum is in a constant state of freak out after what happened at the school" The girl rolled her eyes, tripping slightly over her own feet. "Well your mum isn't the sheriff, okay there's no comparison, trust me" Stiles said grabbing the girl to steady her, "Can you at least just tell me what we're doing out here" Scott asked. "Yes when your brother gets dumped-" Harlow started "I didn't get dumped, we're taking a break" "All right well when your best friend gets told by his girlfriend that they're taking a break, you get your best friend drunk" Stiles finishes for the girl who had stopped walking, finally at her spot.
30 minutes later, Stiles was slowly getting drunker and Harlow was already pissed however Scott wasn't affected at all. The teen wolf was sat up on a rock as his best friend and sister were lying down in front of him, Harlow's head was resting on Stiles' shoulder as she sipped from the Jack Daniels bottle, giggling to herself. "Dude, you know she's just one girl, you know out of so many. There's so many other girl's in the sea" Stiles slurred out making Harlow giggle and look up at him, doodling on his arm. "Fish in the sea" Scott corrected, "Ugh I hate fish" Harlow giggled "Fish? Why are you talking about fish. I'm talking about girls, I love girls. I love...especially ones with brunette hair, green eyes, 5 foot 5" Stiles trailed off, "Like Harley" Scott said staring at his sister who was lying clueless on the boy. "Yeah exactly, hey how did you know I was talking about..about..what was I talking about?" Harlow giggled again , sitting up and resting on her elbows. Stiles' arm resting around her shoulder. "Hey you're not happy" Stiles pointed at his friend as Harlow leaned down to reach the bottle. "Take a drink Scotty" she went to pass him the bottle, "I don't want anymore" Scott said grumpily. "You're not drunk" "More for me then" Harlow took a long swig. "I'm not anything", "Hey maybe it's like maybe its like not needing your inhaler anymore..you know maybe you can't get drunk as a wolf" Stiles points out. "Am I drunk?" Stiles asked "You're both wasted" Scott said irritated. "Yeah!" Stiles held his hand out for a first bump as Harlow put her arm up and tried to high five the boy. He turned his hand into a high five and they locked fingers gently, pulling their arms down to the side of them, still locking hands.
"Come on dude. I know it feels bad. I know it hurts I know" Stiles trailed off. "Well I don't know but I know this..I know that as much as being broken hurts, being alone is way worse" Scott looked down at the boy who just laughed at himself. "That didn't make any sense. I need a drink" Stiles leaned forward, reaching for a drink, pulling the girl with him. Suddenly the drink was stolen from them, looking up to see 2 giant men stood there. "Look at that.. two little bitches and their slut getting their drink on" Harlow gasped, trying to sober up but struggling at how drunk she was. "Give it back" Scott said firmly "What's that little man" The man said coming closer, "I think he wants a drink" The other man chips in, "I want the bottle" Scott said "Scott maybe we should just go" Stiles said, who was still lying down, holding Harlow's waist as she was sat up slightly. "You brought me here to get me drunk Stiles, I'm not drunk yet" The man scoffed, taking a sip from the bottle, Scott got up walking close to the man "Give me the bottle" He said deeply, the man shook his head, laughing "Give me the girl" he said nodding at Harlow who just smirked sarcastically. "Give me the bottle of jack" Scott turned his head down, yellow eyes glaring at the man, Stiles noticed his claws coming out of his finger tips. "Scott" The man passed him the bottle then he threw it aggressively against a tree.
