I Hate You!? - Sterek (ON HOLD)

Chapter 1: Another Fight

  ~Flash Back~

Stiles Pov:

*Buzz* *Buzz*

"What the fuck is that annoying buzzing sound!?!?!" I yell being woken up by it. Considering that it is the weekend, I know for a fact that it's not my alarm. I roll over to see that it was my phone buzzing from a new text from Scott.

Scott: Meet at Derek's loft, Pack meeting.

I mentally sigh. Scott knows I hate him and he knows Derek hates me. Wait did Derek even ask me to come? surely he didn't.

Stiles: First off, you know I hate Derek and I am pretty sure he didn't ask me to come.

Scott: Yes he did actually and even if he didn't you are part of the pack.

Stiles: Really?? He asked me to come??

I got happy at the thought of that. What? Why was I happy, I could care less if he wanted me to come or not.

Scott: YES now get over here NOW!

Stiles: Well damn, what crawled up your ass and died?

Scott: Stiles just get here, its important.

Stiles: Okay okay coming.

With that put my phone in my pocket and headed down stairs. I grab my keys and head out to my jeep.

I was almost to Derek's loft when my phone starts to ring. As I try and get my phone out of my pocket, it quit ringing. I finally got it out and I see that I have a miss call from Derek. Weird.. I didn't even know I had his number and why did he call me. I decide not to call back. He can wait till I get there. I pulled up to his loft and get out of my jeep. As I got closer to the door I could hear yelling. It was Scott and Derek. Surprise surprise.

"You don't know he could be hurt!!" I thought Scott said that but no it was Derek. Derek's concerned if I am hurt?

"Why do you care, You hate him." Scott said. That hurt a little. "And i'm sure he's fine Derek."

"How do yo-

Derek was cut off by me walking in the room. Everyone was looking at me. Next thing I knew I was pushed up against a wall. Derek had me pinned against the door with his forearm against my neck, making it hard to breath. But for some reason this turned me on. No Stiles quit thinking like that. Dead puppies, Dead puppies.

"Why didn't you answer my phone call?" Derek question. I tried to say something but nothing came out. Derek seemed to notice because he moved his arm.

"I couldn't get my phone out of my pocket."

"Then why didn't you call me back?" Derek asked. "You could have been hurt!!" He seemed to get angrier.

"I didn't think it was that important. And why do you care you hate me? Would you celebrate?" I asked getting upset. Something flashed across Derek's eye but it went away almost as quick as it showed up. He looked almost upset at what I said but clear I am seeing things.

"St-Stiles I-I don't hate you, and I certainly wouldn't celebrate you getting hurt or dying." Derek admitted. I was shocked. "D-Do you really think I would?"

"Y-Yes" I admitted. He took a step back. He looked like I just punched him even though I wouldn't do much harm.

"St-Stiles I would never, Yes you do some times get on my nerves but I don't hate you. I know you hate my though." With that he walked away.

"Derek!" I yelled but he just keep walking till he was in his room and shut the door. I started to walk to his room but Scott caught my arm.

"Don't. Just let him be." He said. But I couldn't help but feel bad. Me, sarcastic, defenseless stiles made the strong brooding Derek sad or whatever he is. I don't know why I felt bad. Usually it made me happy to make him angry. After Derek went to his room everyone decided to leave until tomorrow or whenever. So I drove back home reluctantly and tried to sleep. I couldn't. I just felt so guilty. When I finally convinced myself that I would apologize to him tomorrow, I was able to fall asleep.

~End of Flashback~

That was the first time Derek started to act weird and the last time I talked to him. All that happened a month and a half ago. Scott tells me that Derek won't even come out to eat and he doesn't thinks it's because I hurt his feelings and tells me it's not my fault. But I know it is. I am now laying in bed thinking about Derek and not in that way (A/N:ya nasties, JK). I was thinking about how I promised myself and failed. I was going to see Derek tomorrow no matter what Scott or anyone says. With that I fell asleep thinking about the Derek Hale.