Teen Wolf X-Reader

Stick Shift - Chapter 21

Well, this was entirely awkward.

There were 4 people in Stiles's Jeep right now. Stiles is in the driver's seat, obviously. Me in the passenger seat and two girls were in the back. Those two girls who looked equally pissed.

Malia. And, Lydia.

Lydia, whom Stiles had been crushing on for his entire life, and then Malia. The girl who he had just been with, less than a month ago. Stiles and I looked at each other as if we were thinking the same thing. I let out a small chuckle, but regretted it instantly after Lydia spoke.

"What?" She sassily asked.
"Oh nothing important," I replied, still laughing. Lydia just rolled her eyes and continued looking out the window.

Malia let out a sarcastic "Hah" which annoyed the hell out of me.

"Got something to say?" I snapped at Malia.
"Sure do," She started, my fist clenching the cloth of my jacket, sitting on my lap. 

"You obviously were laughing about something, to do with us I would think. So instead of just telling us what was oh so funny, you want us to fight for an answer, like the little attention seeker you are." She barked.

I clenched my jaw, I started thinking of things to say, but suddenly my mind couldn't comprehend anything, as a hand was placed above my knee. It was Stiles's hand, a calming gesture. I looked at his hand, up to his face, which seem relatively calm. I let out a small breath, calming down. It seemed as if I didn't have to say anything to piss Malia off because that did the job for me.

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We arrived at Deaton's, Scott called us as we were all on the road. He never told us why, but I had a feeling that Stiles knew. As we arrived, I made sure the girls got out before Stiles and I, so I could gather his thoughts. 

He was about to get out of the car, but before he could I grabbed his arm, yanking him back.

"Stay here," I said quietly. The girls may be out of the Jeep, but Malia can hear us. I waited for them to go into Deaton's office, before speaking.

"You know why we're here, don't you?" I asked him, his facial expression going from soft, to tense. He didn't need to say a single word for him to already be caught. He opened his mouth to speak but I cut him off. 

"Don't lie." He sighed and ran his hand through his hair. 

"It's about us, isn't it." I quietly asked. He hesitated but nodded in response.

"Just great," I said under my breath, before exiting the Jeep. I walked at a quick pace towards the entrance, might as well get it over with. Stiles picked up his pace behind me and grabbed a hold of my hand. For some strange reason, it instantly calmed me down, I felt nice and relaxed after that. We walked in, hand in hand. Getting weird stares, especially from Scott, Malia, and Liam.

"What color is the aura," Deaton asked, waiting for an answer from one of the three. "Green." They all said in unison. Scott said it as a firm answer. Liam said it with confusion, and the bitc-- Malia; said it with a hint of anger in her tone.

This made me slightly mad. Deaton started talking, but Scott continued to look at us, as the others looked toward the doctor. Deaton was saying things, that frankly didn't make any sense. I just wanted to know why we were here. I waited impatiently, playing around with Stiles's fingers, our hands still held tightly together.

I quietly sighed, as he said a bunch of random things. Scott wouldn't stop eyeing Stiles and me, it was starting to freak me out. My legs were getting tired standing in the same spot for so long. I was entirely bored and zoned out too. I ran my thumb over Stiles' hand letting go, to walk over to a chair. Letting go felt weird, as if I already needed to be with him again.

"Purple," Scott said, interrupting Deaton. The rest of them looked over to us, and Stiles and I made eye contact. I was still walking, but slower now as all eyes were on us. I slowly sat in the chair, feeling cold without Stiles next to me.