Ordinary lives (stiles x Malia)

Chapter 3

Malia's POV
11am
"I know you left the bar last night but with who?" Lydia asked me as we were eating breakfast.
"I just called someone, who'd you leave with?" I left with a boy called...... To be honest I can't remember but he had brown hair and brown eyes, and he was like tan." She replied sounding blonde.
"I think you're talking about Scott" I said with a small giggle.
"Ohhhh yeah now I remember. Do want to go back tonight?" Lydia said
"I guess but I don't really want anyone at the moment" I replied sounding a bit sad because of Thomas' engagement but then again we broke up a year ago.
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10am
Lydia and I entered the club and the first thing I saw was Stiles doing lots and lots of shots. So I joined him and left Lydia to do her thing.
"Heeyyyyy! You decided to come!" Stiles said as he put his arm around me.
"Yes I did Stillinski. Why are you drinking without Scott?" I asked
"Scotty my boyyyyu stayed in be...because he...e was too tired to come and have some fuuuuun." Stiles mumbled and jumbled his words.
"I think you're drunk and should go home" I said to him because maybe I actually cared a little for him.
"But you just got here!" He said in a 'let's party' voice.
"Yeah and I don't want you to be drunk and not remember anything" I replied
"Fine my place is like a block away. But I don't think I can walk straight" he said with a chuckle at the end
"I'll help you" I said with a laugh.

As we were walking to stiles' place we went past a 7 11
"Can we pleaaaaaasssse get some red skins and vanilla cock.... Coke" he said accidentally messing up his words.
"HAhahaha sure" I replied with a smile on my face and one on his too.

We got his snacks and finally arrived at his place. Scott wasn't there so I asked where Scott was until I looked back and stiles was asleep with a redskin in his mouth. I laughed and took the red skin out of his mouth and chucked it in the bin. I put a blanket over him and put his Vanilla Coke in the fridge. I felt like a mother doing all this for him, but I truly care about him even though I've only known him for about 3 days. I just feel this connection that I've never ever felt before. It made me feel special, it made me forget about what's actually going on right now in my life, I felt better than I have in months almost years. I kept think and thinking about this feeling and how we're just friends.
But
Maybe we could be something more

What am I kidding I'm a hopeless romantic.

Stiles isn't my type

What is my type

Why am I still at his house

I should ring Lydia

Or a taxi

I'll ring a taxi

Or an uber

Oh my god I love ubers

I love talking to them

Wait no I just got very tired

Oh shit I'm gonna fall asleep

But I need to get back to my apartment

But I'm too lazy and have no money

I don't want to wake stiles

Holy shit why am I thinking so much

Stop thinking

Oh my god what if the cops catch me

I'll be sent to jail

I was just trying to help her

It looked wrong

Why did I run

I could've explained

I didn't kill my sister

It wasn't me

It was the desert wolf

NOT ME

But why do I think it's me

I was framed

I don't know what to think

Maybe I did do it

I can't remember

I loved my sister though

So I wouldn't kill her

But she wasn't shot

There was a knife in my hands

Why did I have a knife

Oh yeah to dig the bullets out

This was a year ago

The cops should just forget about it

And me too

And Lydia

Should I tell stiles

No not now he's asleep

Oh my god am I drunk

I only had one drink

Or maybe two

I can't remember

God I have the memory of a rock

Oh my fucking God is that even a metaphor

It isn't

Ops

I'm an idiot

I don't like me

But I like stiles.