misunderstood | stiles stilinski

Chapter Twenty-Three

"Kira! Kira wait!" I called out towards my friend and she turned around a red cup in her hand. Lydia was throwing another party tonight. To be fair, the last one was the halloween party and that was  over a month ago. What can I say, Lydia loves throwing parties. And my aunt didn't really have a probem with it as long as the house was alright afterwards and the neighbors didn't complain. Lydia was lucky that her neighbours were cool, they never complained. I figured I had to attend this party, and with Stiles and me being friends the chance that we would scream at each other was rather low so I was expecting this party to turn out fine for me.

I filled my cup up with some drink and followed Kira to our other friends. They were standing in a circle in the living room. Kira immediatly went over to Scott,obviously, and I went and stood next to Isaac, Stiles across from me. Malia didn't come, or at least she wasn't standing with us. She had distanced herself from us which I didn't mind to be honest. She had never been nice to me even though I tried, multiple times. We were all chatting and laughing together, Stiles and I shooting our usual glances at each other. The boys excused themselves to the kitchen to get some more drinks and us girls started dancing a bit. Suddenly two hands gripped my hips and at first I thought it might be Stiles but by the penetrant smell coming from the person behind me I knew it wasn't him. I turned around and see Ryan standing there. Of course it was him.

"Don't touch me." I was still mad at him. For everything he's done, from lying in freshman year to forcing himself onto me at the bowling alley.

"But I wanna touch you." He slurred his eyes raking over my body.

"But I don't want you to so back off Ryan." I gripped his hands trying to pry them off me but he was too strong. I turned around looking at the girls but they were just looking back at me scared. Ryan was intimidating, especially when he was drunk.

"You heard what she said Ryan. Back off." Stiles had stepped up to us talking with a stern voice. Ryan looked at him but still kept his hands on my hips.

"Stilinski you're really starting to annoy me. You keep getting between me and my girl."

"I am not your girl, get your hands off!" I took a step back and Ryan was so surprised from my outburst that he finally let go of me. Stiles stood infront of me and reached his arm out trying to protect me. They weren't talking but they were having a stare down until Ryan scoffed and turned around. I let out a breath that I didn't know I was holding and Stiles turned around towards me.

"Are you okay?" I smiled in response and wrapped my arms around his neck in a hug.

"Yes, thank you for saving me again, my knight in shining armor." I whispered in his ear and he chuckled wrapping his arms around my waist.

"I won't leave you out of my sight from now on." He whispered back and I smiled laying my head on his chest. We started swaying lightly from left to right and I enjoyed our closeness.

I actually enjoyed the rest of the party, there were no more rude interruptions from Ryan or anybody else and Stiles and I were almost always touching in some way, and if not his eyes were always on me. I loved that he looked out for me. It showed that he cared. I was currently sitting on the couch next to Stiles my head laying on his shoulder. It was three in the morning and I really wanted to sleep.

"I think I'm gonna go home now." I said slowly getting up.

"I'll take you, I haven't had one drop of alcohol to drink." I smiled up at him and stood up reaching out my hand. He took it and got up also.

"Bye guys! Have fun without us!" We waved goodbye and made our way towards the front door. Stiles arm was wrapped around my shoulder and I slightly leant into his touch. We walked down Lydia's porch towards Stiles' Jeep when Stiles was suddenly pulled back. I turned around quickly and there stood Ryan a half empty bottle of some alcoholic drink in his hand.

"Let's make this clear Stilinski, you will not be going home with her!" Ryan shouted pointing at me and I pulled at Stiles arm trying to drag him away. I don't want them to fight. Stiles turned around again without saying something but the next thing Ryan said made him lash out. "Oh so you're going with him now Claire? Last time you wanted to do it with me you little slut!" Ryan's words made no sense whatsoever but Stiles turned around quickly walking up to Ryan.

"Don't talk to her like that!" He shouted his hands curled up into fists.

"What will you do against it Stilinski? Huh? Will you fight me? You won't even get a good punch at me you wimp!"

"Stiles don't!" I screamed but his fist had already landed in Ryan's face. Ryan punched back and they were full on fighting right now. I didn't know what to do so I kept on screaming for Stiles to stop. Ryan wasn't worth it. I wanted to get between them but I was to scared that I would get hit. Scott and Isaac must've heard me screaming because they came rushing out of  the front door pulling the two boys away from each other. Ryan's nose was bleeding and he would probably get a black eye. Stiles had a cut open lip and a bloody cheek.

"Stiles..." I slowly said walking up to him. Scott was still holding him and his chest was heaving. "Stiles, calm down he's not worth it." Stiles kept his eyes on mine and his breath slowly got more regular. He nodded at Scott to let him go and as soon as he did I swung my arms around Stiles waist, he wrapped his around my shoulder and pulled me closer. I had been scared. I don't know what Ryan was capable of and I didn't want Stiles to get hurt. Especially not because of me.

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