I'm The Father?(teen wolf au)

7|"She's Killing Him."

Upon hearing Scott say her name, Allison's breath gets caught in her throat. She struggles to speak for a few moments before gulping and replying, "Scott, hi." On the other end, Scott takes in a deep and shaking breath.

"How have you been?" He asks casually, trying not to freak out. Allison grasps her phone tightly, her other hand stroking her baby bump.

"I've been better, and you?" Replies Allison politely. Scott takes in each word she says like a heat struck man drinking a gulp of water.

"To be honest, this is the first good thing that's happened to me since graduation," Scott tells her with a bit of surprise in his voice. Allison bites her lip at that. Now how do I tell him he is going to be a dad?

"You're going to Lia and Kira's wedding right?" Allison confirms.

"Ya, and you?"

"Ya, we'll be there." Scott furrows his eyebrows.

"We?" Shit.

"Lydia and I, I mean," Allison corrects herself. Scott nods.

"Right, so I know this is awkward enough already, but I have to ask, why did you call? Why now after all these months?" Scott asks confused and heart broken. Allison fights back tears and grips the phone harshly.

"I don't know." Then Allison hangs up and drops her phone on the counter. She holds her hand over her mouth and tries not to scream. Her breathing picks up and tears begin to stream down her face. Every inch of her body is shaking and shuddering. The room around her is spinning. Why did you just tell him you stupid girl! You're hurting him! Why are you so cruel! The thoughts run through her head, swirling through her mind and impaling her heart.

Allison slowly makes her way into the loft and finds Lydia on her bed. She smiles at Allison for a split second before seeing that Allison is crying. Lydia's heart drops in her chest and she starts to think of what to say. Allison takes a deep breath. "I couldn't do it Lydia, I'm so sorry! I couldn't do that to him, he's to good for me," Allison rambles, cries interrupting her words. Lydia walks quickly to her best friend and wraps her arms around her.

"It's okay Allison, you're just not ready, it's okay." Lydia leads Allison to the bed and helps her lay down. She plays Allison's favorite playlist off of her phone. Allison cries as Lydia climbs into the bed with her, wrapping her arms around Allison and closing her eyes. "Shhhh, it's okay Allison, it will all be okay." Eventually the two girls fall asleep. Allison dreams of a perfect future. A perfect future with her perfect man.
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Stiles walks through Scott's door, a goofy smile on his face. "What's up Scotty?" He asks before seeing the look on Scott's face. Stiles concentrates on Scott's shaking hands and approaches his best buddy. "Scott what happened?" Scott takes a sharp breath.

"She- she called," Scott manages to say. Stiles widens his eyes.

"She called? Allison? Allison called?" Stiles asks quickly and surprised.

"Yes," Scott says disdainfully. Stiles gulps. If she told him that she was pregnant and this is how he is reacting that is definitely not good.

"And what do you think, about what she said?" Stiles asks cautiously.

"She barely said anything, she just hung up."

"So she didn't tell you anything? Nothing?" Stiles asks surprised. Scott shakes his head.

"Nothing." Suddenly a violent anger burns in Stiles heart. How dare she call him, lead him on, then just hang up. And she didn't even tell him. It took Scott weeks just to feel the least bit of happiness after she broke up with him. Now she has the nerve to get his hopes up and then crush them. Stiles balls his fists and storms out of the apartment. "Stiles?" Scott exclaims and Stiles stomps out. Stiles sprints down the streets of the city, pushing people out of the way and fighting the cold air that slams against his skin. He makes sure not to trip or slip and makes a direct line to Allison's apartment. He finds the spare key and slams open the door.

"Allison!" He bellows angrily. Stiles' feet slam against the wood floor as he strides upstairs. He finds Lydia awake, holding Allison who is asleep. Tears stain her cheeks and her eyes are red and puffy. Stiles' form relaxes, his accusing glare vanishes. Lydia shushes Stiles.

"Don't wake her up, she just fell asleep," Lydia tells Stiles.

Stiles points and accusing fiver at Allison. "She, called Scott and got his hopes up only to hang up on him and leave him again with his heart shattered into a million pieces," Stiles hisses. Lydia looks at Stiles in disbelief.

"Its not her fault, she is over emotional and afraid of how he will react. She was going to tell him, but she broke down before she could," Lydia protests.

"She's killing him," Stiles retorts. Lydia scoffs.

"She's already dead herself!" Lydia exclaims in a whisper. Stiles sighs and moves to the bed, sitting next to Lydia.

"This is all such a mess," he claims. Lydia laughs morbidly.

"You're telling me," she says in disbelief. Stiles leans his head on Lydia's. She leans her head into his shoulder.

"At least I have you Firecracker."

"Once a fuck buddy, always a fuck buddy," Lydia jokes. Stiles sighs. Ya, always just a fuck buddy.