I love you~a stydia story

"Are you okay?"

Stiles pov

"Oh boy! Stiles wake tf up" my father shook me.
"Dad, shouldn't you be at work?" I mumbled into the sheets stuffing my handsome face into my pillow.
"Stop testing me son, I'll personally whip out my taser"
"Well it looks like I magically got the energy to get up" I jumped off my five story bed looked at my clear chalkboard lookin' ass thing, checked out to see what I've added to it and see of anything makes sense. I got ready and sprayed axe bc I don't wanna smell of my personality *nervously smiles*.

As I picked up Scotty boy bc his motorcycle somehow broke. I truly worry about him.
"Stiles, could I ask you something?" Scott looked at his fingers and twittled with them
"You can ask me anything, you're my brother"
"Is it alright if I cancel bros night?" What did cinnamon roll just say? I slammed on the breaks.
"What? Why?" I tried my best to put a puppy dog face.
"Well I wanna go tot his party and..." He trailed off his words
"When, where, who, what"
"This Saturday, 23 ave, the red house, Brett, and what do you mean what?"
"Oh , I was just, uh, doing the four W's"
"So is it okay?" Scott asked
" well of course! And I'll be there too"
"Okay great, thank god your going tho"
I looked at my watch and it's like 7:50am, We gonna be late.
So I started driving again. Yeah.

Scott's pov

I am so blessed this boy is coming, especially since lyd's gonna be there... *otp*

Stiles pov
We hopped out of my beautiful jeep close the doors ever so delicately and entered da black hole, slaying everybody ofc.