Scallison Oneshots

Tattoo

So imagine 3a was happening all over again but instead of Allison leaving Scott to forget about her over the summer, it's the other way around. 

Allison's POV

"So you haven't spoken to him once? Not in four months?" Lydia asked, tapping the steering wheel as she drove down the empty street.

"What was I supposed to say? It's technically my fault he left" I sighed and looked over at my best friend. 

"I thought it was a mutual breakup" Lydia raised her eyebrow and I recoiled back into my seat, trying to block the memories of him leaving my room with the saddest look in his eyes. It made me feel sick to think someone could have that expression on their face.

"It was, but I was the one who went with my grandfather..." I mumbled. 

"I can't believe he just up and left though, no farewell, no card, no nothing" 

"He told Stiles" I pointed out.

"Well Stiles has been avoiding my texts and calls since that night too. It just feels like he was actually hurt when I went to Jackson..." Lydia gritted her teeth, I could tell she actually knew that Stiles cared about her, and having him take all that care away all of a sudden must feel like taking away a safety cord. To be fair I was still in the same situation. 

"It's not like you're dating Jackson"

"That's because he's in London, so screw long distance, I need to get myself a distraction" Lydia smirked before going back to her safety topic, "But Stiles is the only one who can tell us when Scott's coming back" 

"After everything that happened I'm not sure he is coming back" Allison pushed the words out as tears threatened to consume her eyes.

Scott's POV

"Now I gotta cut loose, footloose kick off your Sunday shoes please, Louise, pull me off of my knees Jack, get back, come on before we crack lose your blues, everybody cut footloose!" Stiles sung, jumping around in the seat manically as we drove down the abandoned road in the dark. I'd been sitting through this all the way from the burger joint Stiles had made me drive for an hour to eat at, but he did say I needed good old american meat after all the french food I'd been eating this summer. 

"Chill out dude you're gonna get us killed" I laughed, turning down the music till it was just a soft noise in the background of the squeaky car, "I've only been back like two day's and you already want to get in a crash"

"Why do you have to kill my 'best friends back' buzz?!" He groaned, slowing the jeep back down to the speed limit.

"You're right my apologies" I grinned. 

"Speaking of being right" he smiled, "We are so going on a double date with these chicks from Malibu!"

"How did you even get girls from Malibu to agree to a double date?" 

"Easy, I asked them, they said no, I showed them a picture of you, they said yes" he chuckled, "My helpful little stud"

"It's a talent" I smirked, "Where did you meet them" 

"My dad busted them for driving under the influence, so they were at the station" Stiles shrugged.

"Romantic"

"Very, and it's the perfect distraction for me" Stiles smiled.

"From Lydia?" I asked, "How's not acknowledging her existence going for you?"

"Not bad actually, now I get why she found it so easy to stay away from me... Plus she's been spending all her time with All-"

"Can we not dude" I cut him off and looked out of the window, the red lights of the lonely car in front of us blinking as we stopped at the traffic lights. I took Stiles momentary silence to turn back up the music.