Skinny love (a stilinski love story- teen wolf)

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Disclaimer: Teen Wolf sadly does not belong to me😭. I own nothing but Alyssa Black.

Alyssa is played by Maia Mitchell as shown in the photo.

Authors note: This is my first time writing a book. I enjoy constructive criticism but not rude comments. I'll try an update every week, key word being try. Ok thanks, feel free to comment like and all that or don't but again I prefer comments. After every five chapters I will go over my work and try and edit it so again sorry if it is not the best quality.
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Alyssa's POV
I'm alone at my house again since my parents are in a different country for some meetings. Sometimes I wish they would just quit their jobs and spend time with me. We had more than enough money and they always offered to buy me anything I wanted.
They didn't realize what I wanted to spend time with them. I gave up that fantasy when I was ten though.

And don't get me started on our house. I may sound bratty since there are homeless people out there, but I hate my house. It is too big and empty. it doesn't feel like home. Most of my time I stay at the McCall's house anyway. I think of their house as home.

My two best friends, Stiles and Scott know how I feel about my house and family.

It's already ten so I decide to change into my pajamas.

I slip on a really big Mickey Mouse shirt that's comes off my shoulder a little and some shorts as I get ready to go to bed.

I check my phone before I realize it's dead and I plug it into my charge.

Tap.

I stop for a moment.
Its probably just a figment of my imagination.
I continue getting ready for bed until...

Tap. Tap. Crash.

Slowly I grab a random field hockey stick near my doorway. I look at it for a moment wondering where it came from, but another thud brings me back to reality. I slowly go down the stairs, the stick raised and ready to defend me of any burglars.

The kitchen light is on but I know for sure I turned it off. Praying to God that I wont die, I take a chance, close my eyes and step into the kitchen.
"Ahhhhhh"
"Stop hitting me. STOP!"

A familiar voice calls out to me but I'm not taking any chances and continue swinging the stick.

"Ow, Alyssa. Ugh it's Scott."

I open an eye. It is him.

"What are you two idiots doing here" I ask annoyed. Scott just gives me a half grin. "Ask Stiles." I glare turn to my crush of five years.
"Oh god, Stiles" He was clutching his arm where it was already starting to bruise. "Hey" he weakly croaks out. "Where is everyone getting sports equipments that they can use as weapons from?" I look at him questioning his specific sentence before deciding I don't want to know.

"Well.. Why are you guys sneaking into my house? I retort. Stiles suddenly jumps up looking excited. I can't help but chuckle a little at how cute he looks.

No Alyssa, you cannot think about your best friend this way. Besides he likes Lydia. Snap out of it.

I look back at him as he starts to ramble. "My father got a call about how two joggers found a body. Yes, a dead body. But that's not the best part. Ok ready, so the joggers only found... are you ready for this... Only half of the body."

I raise my eyebrow at him "and this involves coming to my house because...."

Scott bursts out laughing while the grin on Stiles' face falls. "Well, we are going to look for it"

I skeptically look at him again. "Okayyyy then. If you guys find him, don't call me because I don't care"

Scott laughs again while Stiles pouts. "Come on Alyssa, please." I try looking away from him because I know I won't be able to resist him but I make eye contact with Scott.

Scott knows that I have a little, ok fine, huge crush on Stiles.

"Yeah come on Alyssa. Stiles, will hold your hand if you get scared" I glare at him. Another fun fact about me is that I get scared easily so Scott and Stiles always makes fun of me.

Hopefully Stiles will think Scott is making fun of me for being a scaredy cat and not for liking him. I look back at Stiles and reply. "Fine, I'll come with you losers. Lets go." Stiles stops me with bright red on his cheeks.

"Do you want to maybe.. uh.. change your clothes. it might be cold and.. uh.." he motions towards my outfit.

Oh god. Oh god.

I look down and realize what I'm wearing. My face is probably as bright as a tomato right now.

My crush just saw me in my pajamas that don't cover much of me. Kill me now.

"Uh I'll be right back" With that, I sprint up the stairs as quick as I can, hearing Scott laughing behind me. I'm proud to say I'm one of the fastest runners at my school but they already saw me for a good couple of minutes.

I quickly change into jeans and a sweatshirt and pull on some sneakers. I rush back down again.

"All good" I smile nervously. "Lets go". With that we start on our way to Stiles's jeep.