No Rest For The Wicked (Stalia AU)

Chapter 15

Malia's POV

Now, I wasn't going to say I hated parties. But honestly I really, really hate parties.

I act of sweaty bodies jumping up and down, grinding and tweaking just wasn't my cup of tea. Same with jumping to some weird remixes of songs that were perfectly fine in the first time, I just wasn't for it.

The moment we walked inside, Lydia grabbed Scott's hand and pulled him into the crowd while shouting out at us.

"Drink something! Have fun!"

Stiles smiled at her and Scott, waving them goodbye before grabbing my hand and pulling me to the side.

"We can leave and go somewhere else of your not comfortable, Mal." His voice was raised slightly so I could hear him over the sound of the music. And for a second I wanted to accept, grab his hand and run out of this horrid place.

We quickly found a bar to sit down at, as Stiles groaned and shook his head.

"I guess were going to have to babysit Lydia and Scott though." He grunted and I rolled my eyes.

"It won't be that bad, let them have some fun." I respond back but Stiles was already shaking his head, his eyes shifting over to the crowd of people.

"I don't think you've seen drunk Scott, he gets all creepy." He laughed waving his hands about and I tried to as well, but sitting around this many people wasn't that great. Knowing our faces were plastered as one of the most wanted criminals papers.

Stiles glanced over to me, concern flickered onto his face. "You alright? You seem tense."

Sighing I shook my head, "Get me a few shots and I'll loosen up." I was joking, but apparently Stiles was ready to get hammered.

"Hell yes!" He shouts before running off and I quickly followed him. Pushing through a crowd of younger looking girls, I watched as one reached a hand out to brush against Stiles' and I had to hold myself back from telling the girl to square up.

"Are you sure this is a good idea? I mean we do have cops after us, this seems like a very very bad idea." I called out. But Stiles had already slammed down a shot, before he passed me one.

"Come on Mal, its time to have a little fun, who knows? We might be spending the rest of our lives in jail by tomorrow."

I opened my mouth to ague, but I knew he was right.

I took the shot

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I have never really danced before, if you didn't count the school parties I used to go to with my friends. But right now I was killing it.

Swaying my hips only slightly as I threw my hands around some random guys head, but I was completely wasted as the man grabbed my butt I pulled away, I left the random man to find my man. My vision was slightly blurry as I stumbled through the crowd with a stupid grin on my face. Suddenly, I caught sight of Lydia grinding up against some dude with an entire sleeve of tattoos.

"You go girl!" I shouted, not even thinking of the words that came out of my mouth. Lydia grinned back at me in response, before turning around to force the dudes mouth against hers. Someone was trying to grab my arm, but when I turned around I was sad to see Stiles wasn't the person. The guy had lighter brown hair and wore a smirk on his face.

"Hey pretty girl." The guy's breath was hot against my ear as I tried to pull away.

"Not interested, gotta boyfriend." I slurred back as the guy pulled me closer to him, the musics beat dropped and I was forced to start jumping to avoid being trampled by the crowd.