The Chance of Meeting You. (TeenWolfFanfic)

Rubbing off on everyone

I do not own Teen Wolf-

Chapter Nine.

    We decided to split the house up. Stiles and I took the outside, that we were to paint white to refresh it. Lydia and Ashton got the living room that they were ordered to paint beige, and my father painted the kitchen that he was going to paint a light yellow. Stiles had a little trouble opening the jug of paint, but when he got it open we started painting.

"So I think your dad really likes me." he smiled.

"Yeah, me too!" I grinned happily.

"Not long until you can meet my dad." he winked.

"Seriously, you want me to meet your dad?" I looked at him.

"Well yeah, isn't it like a rule to meet the parents before the first date?" he said in all seriousness.

"Date huh? You seem so sure that I'll go with you." I raised my eyebrows.

"Please, I know you can't resist me." he cocked his head to the side before he started painting the wood.

"Oh and you can resist me?" I chuckled.

    He walked over closer to me and crouched down a little so our faces were inches apart, once again. I thought that he might kiss me, and to be honest I wouldn't stop him if he did. But he didn't, instead he dabbed his paint brush on my cheek. I could see the white begin to run down my face, but that was the last thing I did see before I ran after him.

     I practically dove on him, tackling him to the ground in my back yard. I smiled as I pinned him down, sitting on top of his chest. Luckily I brought my paint brush with me and I dabbed his nose with it. He only laughed and pushed me off of him, catching my arm with his paint brush.

"Oh you'll pay Stilinski!" I smiled.

"Like I'm afraid of a little paint." he said before I flung paint of my paint brush and it hit his face with a splat.

"Ha!" I laughed, before running away form him.

    There wasn't really any where to run seeing how our back yard was nothing but an open space. I just hoped that I could out run him, but I couldn't because soon enough I found myself on the ground and him on top of me.

"No!" I tried to move away from him but it was no use.

"Nope, you got me in the face twice so it's only fair if I get you in the face twice!" he said drizzling paint across my face being sure not to get it in my nose, mouth of eyes.

    Some did get on my mouth though so I leaned up and kissed him on the cheek, leaving and outline of my lips on his cheek bone. I smiled and he helped me up, even though there was paint on his face I could still see the color of pink on his cheeks.

"Race you back." he smiled.

    I nodded my head and with that we took of running towards my front porch.

"Mr. William's POV*

    Seeing my daughter so happy brought back great memories. Memories of her sitting on Chelsea's lap on her fifth birthday and opening her presents up. Memories of Samantha and Asher running through the sprinkler and then diving on top of Chelsea and I soaking us on the warm days beneath the sun.

    Memories of Chelsea's last couple of months with us.

-Flashback-

"Mommy mommy,  come on come play with us!" Samantha grinned, tugging on Chelsea's arm.