Watching Closely |A Isaac Lahey Story|

Chapter Eight

----Desai Evans----

Ever since yesterday I have been feeling pretty good about myself, I now have this new confidence just because I can control when I change. And the best part is my parents have no idea what is going and I am going to keep it like that for as long as I possibly can.The boys and I have actually become good friends in this short time, I stay away from Lydia and Allison. Allison is just like my mother and Lydia is a snobby bitch. Derek found me after practice and asked me if I am still considering joining his pack. Especially since I have found my anchor, I am still thinking about it.

"Why do you need to come over my house again?" I ask them.

"Just so we can study and hang out, you know be normal teenagers for once." Stiles says.

"FYI, we're not."

"Yeah, I would like to have to dream though."

I shake my head in amusement watching, Isaac comes our way. I smile to myself looking down at the ground and placing my hand on the back of my neck. I look back up to see him looking at me now with a smile on his face. As he is making his way over to my car some boy bumps into him and then the next. Isaac stops, he turns around to look at them and they look at him, twins. Scott quickly runs over to Isaac, I am guessing to calm him down.

"Who are they?" I ask.

"Ethan and Aiden, they have made their time here at school to make Isaac's life a living hell, their Alphas by the way."

"Interesting."

Scott and Isaac comes over to my car, Isaac stands in front of with a mischievous smile on his face which makes me wonder what he is thinking.

"So, are we going to your house or not?" He asks.

I sigh "I guess, Stiles, just follow me and remember not to say anything about werewolves."

They all nod, I unlock my doors so Isaac and I can get in. Once I am sitting in the driver's seat, I put my seat belt on then look at him.

"We're not going anywhere until you put your seat belt on."

"Are you serious?"

I cross my arms then I lean back in my seat, he sighs then once I hear the click on. I turn the key then pull out of the parking lot.

"Are you always so demanding?" He asks.

"If you have to ask, I say you're not really all that smart."

We smirk at each other before I drive down the street making my way to my house. Stiles is following shortly behind me and Isaac is just riding peacefully stealing glances of me every now and then. I park in the driveway then get out of my car along with Isaac. Stiles and Scott follows us to my front door, I open it only to have my parents standing right there. I narrow my eyes at them knowing what they are about to do.

"And who are your friends, Honey." My father asks.

"Scott McCall, Stiles Stilinski and Isaac Lahey." I introduce "Guys, these are my parents."

They both hold out their hands shaking each of them, I watch them closely. My mother has this unreadable look in her that scares me all the time. It just happens sometimes, when she looks at me or my father. My Dad can sense them, I can tell and he is going to be extremely protective over me just because of it.

"We would love to stay to entertain you but we both are working late shifts." My mother says.

"Dee, order a pizza, we love you." My Dad says.

He leans to kiss my head but I move and he looks at me strange.

"You don't want to be late." I say, quietly.

I look down at the ground avoiding eye contact with them as they walk out of the house. That is one of the things that I cannot say to my parents, I don't even like it when they touch me. A few seconds later I turn around to see them all looking at me strangely, I smile quickly then motion them to follow me into the living room where Ashton is playing his game.

"Guys, that's my little brother, Ashton who better be done with his homework or else."

"Is that Pokemon." Stiles says, grabbing a controller "Stiles, nice meeting you."

Scott sits down on the couch next to Stiles, I walk into the kitchen grabbing the number off of the fridge. I dial the number then I order the usual that I know everyone eats. I had to tell the guy too many times what I wanted so I lost my temper and told him off. This pizza better be free or they are going to see a side of me they don't want to see. I place my phone on the counter then turn around to see Isaac leaning against the wall.

"Feisty one, are we?" He asks, rhetorically.

"You shouldn't have to ask."

"You're right, I just wanted to make sure I know that it is a fact and not an act."

"An act?"

He approaches me slowly then he runs his hand over his perfect jawline. I could feel my knees wanting to buckle at the sight of him. His short brown hair, his greenish blue eyes, his muscular frame the smirk that is always on his lips and my personal favorite, his voice. 

"Yes, some girls act like they are but they're really timid and afraid."

"Well, I'm not."

"Yes, I can see that."

My breathe hitches up a little bit as he places his hands on my sides, he smirks at me and looks me in the eyes. His large hands roam down to my hips, he grips grips tightly then pulls my body close to his.

"I like that." He whispers, seductively.

Chills run down my spine as he starts to brush his lips along my jaw line. I bite my lip then close my eyes as his cold breath hits my ear.

"I don't like many things but when I do find something I like I tend to want to be as close as I possibly can."

He moves his face so that our lips a slightly brushing against one another, I gulp slowly and open my eyes to see him looking down at my lips. I wish he would just kiss me already, I would do it myself but I am too much in shock to even think about moving. 

"Dee, the pizza is here!" Ashton yells.

My glance falls to the floor, Isaac moves away from me and I slip pass him making my way to the living room. I look behind me to see Isaac, he is leaning against the counter and has his eyes on me. I listen closely to the sound of his heartbeat to see it is racing just as fast as mine.