To say Stiles was frustrated was an understatement.
Stiles had always suffered being second choice or hell even last since Scott became a werewolf. He was there for his best friend when he shifted and the entire Alpha ordeal but no Scott would still rush off to go stick his tongue down Allison's throat and leave Stiles to fend himself against the big bad super naturals of Beacons Hills but Stiles would always have Scott as his first choice. That didn't make him stop to feel like crap that when he needed Scott he was too busy with Allison.
He thought things would change for the better when Allison's dad forbade her from seeing Scott but that only made Stiles life worse by being the messenger and then there was the entire Lydia and Jackson issue that left him binge eating rocky road ice cream. Then things got even worse when he figured out that he had a crush in the big, bad sour wolf Derek Hale. Gorgeous Derek Hale with his pale green eyes, dark hair and mighty fine body with the cute frown and the deathly glare. The smile with the bunny teeth that made him weak in the knees especially when he got that happy crinkle by his green eyes.
Stiles knew it had been a waste to even think about the possibility of him and Derek. Derek was an Adonis and Stiles was well... Stiles... With his brown eyes, brown hair, lanky form and body only covered in moles. Stiles was nothing compared to Derek but the real nightmare wasn't there it was when Derek had accidently found out Stiles had a crush in him. Derek had been going through the journal Stiles had started to keep for his frustration and well he had also gone on about how he had feelings for Derek and Derek being the rude ass he was read it out of boredom. It didn't make it any better Derek was going out with Braeden. Beautiful goddess like Braeden. Their friendship was growing into something but when Derek found out about his feelings it was all gone and Derek seemed to enjoy flaunting Braeden in front of Stiles although that may have been his active imagination but he used it as his excuse to avoid Derek for moths. Then out of the blue Derek strolled up to him while he sat by his computer in his room and said "You like me. I like you. We are dating now." Then gave Stiles a peck before jumping out of the window leaving a flabbergasted Stiles behind.
After that Derek became very sweet with Stiles taking him on dates and hanging out. He even began to listen to Stiles more even decided with Stiles nagging to rebuild the Hale house. That was what put Stiles on the edge.
Stiles had just come home from school when he saw his phone blearing up with messages
Erica: The Hale house is so cool hey guys?!
Scott: Totally can't wait until we can stay over :P
Isaac: I am already packing :D
Lydia: I hate to admit the Hales have style.
Malia: Funny Lydia funny. It does look good though! I get first room pick!
Erica: How does that work Malia?!
Malia: I'm the cousin losers!
Lydia: Childish
Isaac: You're one to talk!
Stiles stood there frozen, his heart felt like someone had torn it out of his chest still beating. Then it was torn to pieces when the group chat had Erica sending pictures of the complete Hale house. The house Stiles convinced Derek to rebuild, the house Derek couldn't even be bothered to show Stiles first to. Stiles airways began to feel like they were closing up. He couldn't see straight and realized his eyes were filling with tears. Maybe Derek had a perfectly good reason for that. Maybe.
Stiles had finally calmed down and when Derek arrived he expected to be whisked off to the Hale house but no. It never happened like that. The only reason Stiles got to see the Hale house was when Derek said he forgot something there and needed to pick it up and asked if Stiles didn't mind the detour. He dint even get a tour. All he got was the outside view.
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