No Rest For The Wicked (Stalia AU)

Chapter 7

Malia POV

In all honestly, this might have been the most fun I've ever had in a long time. Something about how Stiles worked so well in this life style, how he started to show me how to live in complete hiding. But to still have fun.

But at the moment,  I was very annoyed.

"Stiles!" I hiss at the sleeping boy, his mouth hanging wide open.

"Umpf." He muttered back as his eyebrows furrowed together in frustration.

"Wake up." I mutter shaking him slightly. "Now, please, we have to get going."

"Nah, too tiredddd." He mumbled as he began rolling over so his back was facing me. Sighing I was about to give up but than and idea hit me.

Quickly I rolled him over, his eyes snapping open in surprised as I surged forward. Planting my lips in his, he quickly kissed my back as his hands found my hair. He broke away for a second to stare at me.

"What are you doing? I haven't even brushed my teeth yet." He asked in awe, since this wan't the most romantic second kiss. But in all honesty I could care less as a smile found its way on my lips.

"I don't care." I say confidently as he smiled before forcing his lips back on mine and pulled me to his chest.

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"I need new clothes." I announce on one of our long car rides, Stiles glances over at me before he nods his head.

"Okay, uh where do you usually go?" He asked, almost as if he was nervous. A could feel a smile tugging at me lips before I sit up.

"A mall would do." I say simply, as he nods his head quickly and takes a right. "No ones going to reconize us, all they have his off of Kira's memory and were quite far away from where they saw us." I point out and Stiles smiles.

"I'm not worried." He says more surely this time.

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I wander into the mall with Stiles beside me, I couldn't tell if he was nervous, but I sure was. He said we both needed a change of clothes and maybe some food for the road. He also told me many times he did this all the time, that there was nothing to worry about.

But I was worried.

Slowly I followed Stiles as he leaned over slightly to whisper in my ear.

"Quit looking so guilty Mal." He chuckles before sliding past me and I was about to panic because I thought he was going to leave me standing there. But I soon felt a hand wrap around mine and pull me with him.

Moving quickly I was practically clinging onto Stiles when we stopped in front of a random store, people pushed past us with annoyed looks but I ignored them.

"Uh, I think this is a girl store. It's all pink and shit..." Stiles muttered and I pecked around his shoulder to look at it.

"Uh, okay." I whispered as I pushed past him and trotted into the store, trying to put on a confident look on my face. I glance around and stare at the piles of clothes, and I remembered all the times I would come into stores with my best friends. We'd giggle about something and have a blast flirting with boys but now I was a fugitive on the run with one of the worlds most wanted criminal.

Stiles came up from behind me and I turned to glance at him, what were we? Were we dating? Boyfriend and girlfriend? It just didn't make sense to me anymore, but I kept a sure look on my face and walked over to the section of plaid shirts.

"Good choice." I hear Stiles chime in from behind as I pulled out a red flannel. I smile at his remark and spin around to a pair of skinny jeans when I come face to face with another male.

"Well hello there beautiful." He laughs as he stares down at me with haunting eyes. His hair was done up perfectly and he had a smirk imprinted on his face.

"Escuse me, you're blocking my path." I snapped as I hear Stiles cracking his knuckles behind me. The boy raised his hands and chuckled.

"Stop playing hard to get, pretty." He laughed but he suddenly fell silent when a hand was slammed on his chest to push him away from me.

"Watch it." Stiles snarled causing the boys eyes to widen and he nodded his head, walking away from me faster than I expected. It was pathetic really, these school boys thinking they could flirt with whomever they wished.

"I had him." I said simply as I began to pay for the clothes, I gave Stiles a sideways glance as I watched him to keep staring down the boy. Honestly Stiles did seem a tad bit more threatening than most the boys in here, mostly because of a tattoo poking out of the arm of his tee-shirt.

Stiles quickly walked out of the store once I was done, I was excited to get out of my old smelly clothes that seemed to cling onto me. I could feel the old confidence wash back into me as I managed to catch up with Stiles. I looked around to see kids and other teenagers walking together, some were holding hands and smiling. Causing me to be almost jealous of how easy their life seemed to be, to be careless and in love with someone.

I craved that.

Glancing up to Stiles I wondered what we looked like, friends? Dating? I couldn't help but wish for the second one as he gently grabbed my hand to pull me along faster to a corner.

"Was someone jealous back there?" I asked, a smirk tugging at me lips as he casted me a quick glare.

"I was concerned he was making you uncomfortable." He says quickly as a red spread across his cheek.

"Mhmm, okay pink cheeks." I chip up as he only got redder. I glanced at his arm and saw the small bit of the tattoo again. Gently I started picking up his sleeve to get a better look until he swatted my hand away.

'Uh uh, thats personal."

"Than we did you have it tattoo onto your body." I challenged back causing him to shake his head.

"It was from the wolf pack, they made me get it." He responded and I quickly pulled his sleeve up and I saw a wolf face, its mouth was open and all the teeth were showing. It seemed the only colour other than black and grey, was red for the eyes.

"Well, thats weird." I say simply as he nods his head. I wondered if I would have to get one once I did find my real dad.

"I'm going to cover it up, maybe put a fox or something over it." Stiles says honestly as he begins walking farther into the mall.

"It makes you look less scrawny and more badass." I say simply as he puts a hand against his heart in fake hurt.

"I am not scrawny." He fires back and I roll my eyes.

"Sure thing foxy boy."

A/N - This chapter is just fluff lmao. Fluffy stuff is good I guess. And seems really short idk why it's 1200 words. \('_')/

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