Stiles POV:
"Stiles." One of the girls sing-songs through the door and I redial Scott.
"Hey buddy! This is the twentieth freaking time I've left you a message and the girls are starting to get to me! I might open the door BUT I don't want to open the door so get your pathetic ass over here!!!" I yell into the phone.It had been an half an hour of my name being moaned, scratches on the door and voice messages. But the one thing I had stupidly not tried, was calling Jackson. I dial his number and he picks up on the third ring.
"BLESS THE LORD FOR WHITTEMORE!" I yell, my breathing shaky.
"I'm in a seriously important game of Halo with Scott, what do you need?" He answers harshly."I'm being held captive at my house by hormonal, blonde twins I need you to drive your beautiful Porsche over here and save me."
"I'm not having sex at the same time as you, Stiles. Let alone in the same house."
"What? No! God no! These girls need to be taken straight to Eichen House! I need you to come get me and take me to your house because I told them to leave and now they're moaning my name! COME.NOW." I hiss."Fine. Be there in ten."
"I love you. I love you!" I hang up and sit on my bed. But then the door knob started to jiggle, causing me to immediately re-stand.
"No. No there's a lock on the door." I reassure myself.
"But we have bobby pins!" One of the twins hears my thought and my face goes flush.Oh no. The door jiggles some more as I panic on where to go or what to do. Think, Stiles think! The sound of the door moving stops and I freeze. The knob slowly turns before opening and revealing the two girls.
"Shit." I mumble and they giggle.
"Stiles! We missed you!" Ashlin pouts, forcing me to sit on my bed.She sits on my lap, putting her legs on either side of mine before attacking my neck with her mouth again. And then I hear the beautiful sound of a car honking. Jackson. I stand, Ashlin falling to the ground with a thud before I race over to my window. I lift up the glass and step through, onto the roof.
"Stop joking around!" Ashley sticks her head out the window and I look back at her before jumping off the roof and racing to Jackson."Go! Go now please get away from that devil infested house!" I command, slipping into the passenger seat before Jackson speeds off. My breathing was heavy and I run my hands across my face.
"What just happened?" Jackson chuckles and I fiercely turn towards him."What just happened? The twins came over a-and started attacking me but I told them to leave and they wouldn't! So I managed to lock myself in my room and call Scott's Halo loving ass but he wouldn't freaking answer! So you? I love you! You're my freaking knight in shining armor, dude." I say quickly, Jackson laughing the whole time. Another laugh sounds from the backseat and I whip my head around, face to face with Scott. The laugh dies in his throat when I start to slap him repeatedly over the seat.
"So what's going on? You never turn the twins down." Jackson glances at me before his eyes return back to the road.
"I know! I mean, I just didn't want to." I shrug.
Scott let's out a quick laugh. "You? Not wanting to? Especially with the twins? That's unheard of. This is history!"
I reach over the seat once more, slapping him upside the head.Jackson pulls into his driveway, the Porsches engine smoothly coming to a halt. We all get out of the vehicle, quietly entering his household.
"Jackson? Scott?" I hear his mother call from the kitchen. The boys race upstairs to Jackson's room but I politely stay at the bottom of the stairs.
"Stiles." I wave awkwardly at Jackson's mother as she walks in the room, wiping her hands on a kitchen rag."The boys went and picked you up?" She asks, staring at me oddly and I clasp my hands together.
"Yes ma'am."
She smiles. "Always so polite. I'll let you get to your video games."
"Thank you Mrs.Whittemore." I nod my head before running up the stairs. Jackson and Scott were all ready submerged in their previous game of Halo.
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