Lost and Found ❁ Malia Tate [2]

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Cheater, Cheater, Pumpkin Eater

"Are you gonna yell at me now?" Carter sighed, shutting the front door behind her. "Sure you don't wanna have Lydia come over and do it again? Oh, how about Aria? That'd be a new one."

Malia winced as Carter walked past her, unlocking her car.

"Carter, wait-"

"Look, Malia." She grasped her keys tightly, using the metal that was stabbing her palm as a distraction from the tears that threatened to come. "I like you, I really do. But if you can't find it in yourself to trust me, you obviously don't like me as much."

Malia fell silent as Carter got in the car and started the engine, not even giving her a second chance as she pulled out of the driveway.

After a moments hesitation she got in her own car, waiting a few seconds before following her.

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"What are you doing here?" Malia hissed, standing next to her car that was parked in front of the preserve.

"I'm following Stiles, duh." Aria whispered, getting out of her own car.

"I just wanted to stay home and cuddle." Scott sighed, shoving his hands in his pockets. "I was forced into this. Personally, I don't believe-"

"Shh," Aria placed her hand in the middle of Scott's face, the alpha letting out a huff of air. "Did you hear that?"

"Hear what?" Malia asked, only for a gun shot to steal their attention. "Okay, I definitely heard that."

Scott and Malia guided Aria through the preserve, both following the smell of gun powder.

"Stiles, that's not even the tree with the target on it."

"Well, I still hit a tree, alright?"

"No wonder you always miss the toilet seat, your aim sucks." Carter snorted, their backs to their friends as they snuck up behind them.

"Cut back on the sass, alright?" Stiles snapped, raising the gun again and firing. This time it actually hit the target, the spastic boy letting out a laugh of surprise as he danced around. "I actually- oh shit."

"What?" Carter laughed, turning around to see their friends staring at them. "Oh, shit."

"Stiles what the hell?"

"Carter, what are were you thinking?"

"I thought you promised you would give this up?"

"What if Stiles got hurt?"

"What the hell is wrong with you two?"

Carter flinched at each word flung at her, everyone growing silent at the loud gun shot.

Stiles opened his eyes slowly and pointed the gun away from the sky, turning on safety and dropping it on the ground.

"Now that I have your attention, shut up." Stiles snapped, waving his arms around. "I asked Carter to do this, and you can't blame her for not wanting get to give this up. It's actually pretty fun."

"Stiles-"

"Dude, I said shut up." He pointed at Scott, silencing him. "Besides, she's just keeping the promise Allison made me and never got to fulfill."

They all went silent at that one, until Malia spoke up.

"So... You guys aren't cheating?"

"Oh my god."

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Dedicated to the two little cupcakes who became friends over Carter and "bitch squealer" irl

Honestly the cutest message I've ever gotten tbh

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