Book 1 2015-2016

It's not that easy | Part One - Peter Hale

I want to see you 3;-) '

'not now, with my brother and my dad. ill see if I can come over later x '

"Who you texting?"

"Get lost, Stiles."

"Kids, dinner!" Your dad called.

You and stiles ran into the living room where your dad had pizza boxes laid out on the coffee table. You raced Stiles to the armchair and beat him.

"Bad luck son, seems like your sister beat you to it."

He groaned knowing what he had to do.

"Seems like I'm too fast."

"Yeah, maybe because you made Scott give you the bite."

Your dad turned to you.

"He's joking dad, I'm not a werewolf." You assured.

A few moments later Stiles returned with plates and cups and you all filled up your plates. You flicked through the channels trying to find something to watch.

"Let's have a conversation like a normal family instead of watching a movie in silence."

You turned off the T.V and Stiles spoke.

"So, Y/N, you gonna be leaving tonight?" Stiles said, smirking at you.

You dad looked at you.

"Of course, not Stiles, why would I?"

"Visit your boyfriend?"

"Boyfriend?!" Your dad choked out.

"You'll give dad a heart attack. I don't have a boyfriend."

"I want to see you?" He read from your phone.

"Asshole." You grumbled, reaching for your phone.

Stiles pulled the phone closer to him and further from you

"Stiles, give your sister her phone back."

"He should be grounded, that an invasion of my privacy."

"You should be grounded for the shit password! Mum's birthday?"

"Stiles, your sister's phone. Now!" Your dad exclaimed, sighing

He grumbled and gave you your phone back.

"Dad, I think that you should ground Stiles, or even worse, no Scott"

"No dad, she's a monster, you can't keep me from Scott"

"I hate to break it to you Y/N, but it's true, he'll probably wither away without him."

"Fine, no Roscoe."

"Yeah, that's fitting."

"You're monsters, the both of you."

You laughed and finished eating.

Stiles put the plates away and you transferred all of the food into two boxes so they could be stored without taking up much space. He returned with a beer for your dad and then you both went upstairs into your rooms.

Can't come over, Stiles' made my dad think there's something going on.

I hate your brother

He hates you too, don't worry. I'll see if I can work something out for tomorrow.

Stiles knocked on your door.