Sour Wolf and Big Mouth

I'm Not In Love!

Shit.

Shit. Shit. Shit!

Hadn't I learned by now? Is my judgment that rotten? Give me a prize cause I'm first place winner. Can't I get it through to my brain that no one is worth the aggravation? Look at my history, been there, done that!

"Are you thinking of him again Derek?" I turned to look at Isaac. I shook my head. "No I'm not Isaac." He gave me a 'really?' face. "Who'd you think you're kidding? You think Stiles is the earth and the heavens. You can't hide it; the whole pack can smell your arousal. So Derek, we can see right through you and concealing is a big no. We think you and Stiles would be a great couple." I was already shaking my head before he finished. "No chance Isaac. There is no way I'm telling him." Isaac groaned. "But I'm getting tired of your swooning and moody sighing!! Stop denying it! Let it happen!" I rolled my eyes. When did my life become a cliché romance novel? "I'm not telling him because I'm not in love with him." I said simply. Damn heart. Haven't you learned your lesson with Paige and Kate? Single life was just getting good when that skinny little spastic human walked into my life. I needed to get a grip before I ended up crying my heart out. "If you keep on denying how you're feeling, he's gonna find out. We aren't buying it. We all saw you hit the ceiling Pops. Now face it like a grown up and own up that you got it bad for Stilinski." I turned towards Isaac again. "Whoa, calm your horses kid. There's no chance in hell I'm telling him what's a lie." Isaac groaned. "Pops, give up and give in! We've all seen that secret grin you get when Stiles leaves! Admit it, you're in love." I scoffed. "Yeah right. This scene won't play. I won't say I'm in love." Isaac banged his head against the couch arm. "Read my lips. If Stiles said do a flip, you'd be flipping all over this place. You. Are. In. Love. Deep." I shook my head. "You're way off base pup. I'm not saying anything." Isaac growled and called the rest of the pack. "He still won't say it!" He whined. "Get off my case Isaac! All of you! I'm not telling him!" Isaac smirked. "Pops, don't be proud. It's okay to be in love." I growled a warning. At least out loud, I won't say I'm in love with Stiles Stilinski.