Skinny love (a stilinski love story- teen wolf)

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Hey guys! Sorry for not updating! I just got surgery so I'm a little out of it. Anyways, here's the next chapter.

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Alyssa's POV

"Scott, I need you to tell me what happened. Try and remember what you guys were talking about, anything that could have triggered this."
"I don't know mom! She wasn't even paying attention to me and Stiles."

I winced at the loud noises before starting to open my eyes. They felt heavy and it took awhile to open them before quickly shutting them again. I let out a groan of frustration at the light being so bright.

"Alyssa! Honey, I need you to try and open your eyes again."

I hear momma McCall's voice and try to do as she says. Slowly I brace myself for the shining white light only to be greeted with three faces surrounding me.

"What happened" I croak out. Stiles and Scott's faces change into relief from worry while momma McCall looked reassured.

"Well, it looks like you don't have a concussion. I just need you to tell me the number of fingers in holding up" Melissa softly tells me.

"Three" I say out loud completely confident in my answer. "Ok you look good, just make you sure you get a lot of sleep. And please, all three of you, be careful." With one last look at  all of us, her gaze lingering on Scott a bit longer, she leaves the room.

The second the door closed, the boys pounced on me ready for answers that I'm not sure I was ready to give away.

"What's wrong? Do you know what triggered it?" Scott and Stiles fired questions rapidly at me wasting no time.

"Guys I'm fine, seeing Derek just reminded me of my grandma for some reason."

The boys went silent. My grandmothers death was a touchy subject for me. She was the one who really kept my family together, but when she died a few years ago we stopped getting together and I saw my parents even less. Maybe twice a year at most I saw them.

Her death had hit me hard and I wouldn't talk to either of the guys for a month before luckily they forced me too. It's a time we don't really talk about much. I was the only one from my family who came to her funeral and the rage and sorrow took over my body.

It was almost as bad as when the boys called me Al. I never liked the name and I remember why now. There was only one person who called me that. The name was associated with bad memories but maybe now...

The fights made the three of us even closer though which was the only bright side.

Offering them a weak smile I speak. "Is it okay if we can leave. I'm not really feeling spending the night in a hospital." They each shoot me a small grin back and help me get out of the bed.

"Uh, lyss. Do you want to stay over at my place. Mom won't mind." Scott asked nervously.

"Yeah, sure" I replied innocently, not wanting to stay alone at home.
While we were leaving the room, Stiles face looked a bit sour.

"Hey Stilinski. What's wrong?" I questions him. The only reply I receive is a muttered "nothing" and a glare at Scott's hand that was helping me stay up.

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"Are you sure you're ok sleeping on the floor?"

I move around to get comfortable in my sleeping bag next to Scott's room before glancing up at him from the ground. "Yeah, I really don't mind."

Scott just nodded looking awkward and worried. I stare at him suspiciously wondering why he was acting so different.

"Alright buddy, spit it out. What do you want to ask me?"

Scott looks down at me startled. "what do you mean-"

I cut him off. "Scott, I know you well  enough. Just ask me."

"Uh.. Well I-I was just uh we wondering if uh" he stuttered a bit until I shot him the look. "Well did Allison ask or talk about me? I mean I know it kinda stupid but uh..."

He trailed off and I smiled wishing Stiles would talk about me that way. "You really like her huh?" I asked him, already knowing the answer.

He scratched the back of his neck nervously, not making eye contact but spitting out a quick yes. "Well you're in luck then cause she did. I'm surprised you both haven't noticed the other staring." I said with a laugh.

Scott's expression immediately lifted at my words and he turned to me with a growing smile. "We better go to sleep buddy, the sooner you do, the sooner you see her." I tell him adding a joking wink at the end.

With one last laugh we go to sleep innocently. Completely ignorant to the open window that, especially with werewolf abilities, wouldn't be hard to cross.

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Oh my god guys. I'm so sorry. I haven't updates in so long. With school and projects I haven't gotten to updating. This is a bit shorter but I really wanted to release a chapter. Sorry and thanks!