Dickish//Isaac

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***Taken from (@itsthatfangirloverthere)***

"Is it just me or has Isaac been a lot more aggressive recently?"I asked Lydia as we sat down on the bleachers, watching the lacrosse team practice.
"What makes you think that?"Lydia asked.
As soon as Lydia asked that, Isaac sped towards Stiles. It all happened so quick, Stiles was screaming in the air and suddenly he fell on his back.
"That."I answered before jumping to my feet.
I ran over to Stiles as everyone circled around him.
"Lahey, what the hell was that?"Coach barked, gaining everyone's attention.
"I swear my life flashed before my eyes."Stiles muttered, as I kneeled down beside him.
"You know I expected my life to be cool considering all the things we've seen, but really all I remember is me being terrified."Stiles whispered, groaning.
"Are you okay? Did you get hurt, did you break something-"
"My shoulder."Stiles muttered, screaming in pain as I touched it.
"Back up, back up!"Coach yelled as he shoved past the crowd.
Coach grabbed his arm and started moving it.
"Aaah!"Stiles screamed.
I couldn't tell if it was out of pain or fright seeing as his arm would flip uncontrollably. I couldn't help but scream as well while everyone gasped.
"This is like that time Harry fell off his broomstick and broke his arm!"I yelled, making everyone go quiet.
"Seriously, have none of you watched the movies?"I asked, squinting my eyes at them in disbelief and disgust.
"Hey babe, don't mean to ruin your geeky moment- and you know I love you're geeky side but I think it's an inappropriate time to geek out because my arm is a noodle!"Stiles screamed.
"Right, sorry."I whispered, realizing he was right.
Soon the ambulance arrived, the paramedics wheeled Stiles into the ambulance while I jumped in.
"That wasn't cool man."I heard Danny say.
"It's lacrosse, if he can't handle it then maybe he shouldn't play it."Isaac answered.
"Besides, he's not even good at it."Isaac snickered.
I furrowed my eyebrows, this isn't the first he's been acting like a dick.
"Sir, I'm gonna need you to stay awake-"
"No dad, five more minuets please." Stiles muttered, half asleep.
"Sir, sir-"
"Mmm (Y/N), I love it when you call me sir. Love it more when you call me-"
"Stiles!"I yelled, covering his mouth.
"Faster?"He asked, his voice muffled by my hands.
"I think he hit his head real hard."The paramedic by my side whispered.
"You want it harder, alright you little-"
"Hey babe, I'm gonna need you to shut up and keep your eyes opened."
*Next day*
"Here let me carry your bag for you."I offered as I took Stiles backpack from him.
"My left arm works perfectly fine (Y/N)."Stiles chuckled as I walked him to class.
"Unfortunately for you, no more playing with yourself."I said, making him roll his eyes.
"Good thing I got you-"Stiles started to say before we heard a loud bang.
I jumped in front of Stiles and used his backpack as a shield.
"(Y/N) every time there's a loud noise doesn't mean someone's trying to shoot the school."Stiles reminded me.
"We live in California, what do you expect me to do?"I asked.
"Thank you for shielding me, although I think it's the boyfriends job to shield the girl."Stiles said, making me roll my eyes.
"Sorry I want to keep my boyfriend alive."I spat, making him wrap his left arm around me.
"What'd you say?"I heard Isaac yell from across the hall.
He had a guy that was taller than him pinned against the locker.
"I asked you a question dick."Isaac barked, slamming his head against the locker.
"That's where the bang came from."Stiles whispered as I glared at Isaac.
"I said excuse me!"The guy yelled at Isaac.
"I told you to answer me not raise your voice at me-"
"Isaac!"I yelled, stopping him from throwing a punch at the poor guy.
I helped the guy escape Isaac's grip, which Isaac more upset than he was.
"What the hell (Y/N)?''Isaac yelled.
"What do you mean what the hell, what is wrong with you?"I asked.
Isaac simply ignored me and turned away, walking in the other direction.
"Isaac Lahey, don't walk away from me!"I yelled.
"Watch me!"He yelled back, making me glare at him.
"Just leave him alone."Stiles whispered, holding me back from running after him.
I sighed before walking Stiles to his last class of the day, which was also his least favorite.
"Have fun babe."I whispered before giving him a quick peck.
"Love you."He whispered before walking into his class.
I walked down the hall until I heard someone sobbing in the guys locker room. I know, I know, I should be going in but I had to. I walked in and saw a girl sobbing as Isaac zipped up his pants.
"Look, if you weren't ready you should've told me earlier before wasting my time. I could have any other girl in this school so you're lucky I chose you."Isaac muttered.
"Isaac I'm sorry-"
"I don't care, don't waste my time."Isaac snapped at the trembling girl.
"What the hell is wrong with you?"I asked, causing the girl and Isaac to jump.
"Not you sweetie, whatever he said, just forget it. Don't let guys like him make you feel bad about yourself."I whispered as I sat by the girl.
I grabbed her phone and put my phone number in her contacts list before putting her number in mine.
"How about my boyfriend and I treat you to some ice cream tomorrow after school?"I asked.
"I don't know-"
"My treat."I said making her laugh lightly.
"Sure."She answered.
"Alright now go back to class, I've got to talk to Isaac."I told her.
She nodded and walked out, leaving me with Isaac.
"Well wasn't that sweet of you."Isaac muttered, rolling his eyes.
"I don't know what the hell got into you but I don't like this new Isaac. You're my best friend and you would never treat a girl like that."I muttered, glaring at him.
"Watch your tone (Y/N), you don't want to get on my bad side."Isaac warned, flashing me his golden glowing eyes.
"Of course, of course."I whispered, laughing.
"Ever since that night Derek bit you, you started acting cocky, you started acting like an asshole. I can't believe I'm saying this but you're almost as bad as Jackson."I muttered.
"I'm warning you (Y/N), don't upset me."Isaac continued.
"No, I want to get on your bad side."I spat.
"(Y/N)-"
"Lets see the big bad werewolf you're trying to be."I muttered.
"I said stop!"Isaac yelled as he wolfed out.
My eyes widened as I stumbled back into the wall.
"Isaac, I'm your best friend, you love me."I whispered as tears welled up in my eyes.
I noticed Issac raise his claws in the air, making my heart drop. I jumped out of the way as soon as he swung at me.
"Isaac!"Scott yelled, scarring both Isaac and I.
"(Y/N), are you okay?"Stiles asked as he ran over to me.
"I'm okay, I'm okay."I breathed out as Stiles cupped my face.
"What the hell is going on?"Scott asked, making me look up at him.
"Isaac wolfed out of me and tried attacking me."I answered as I stood up.
I winced as my ankle stared to sting. I looked down at it and noticed it bleeding. When I jumped, he must've managed to claw my ankle.
"(Y/N)-"Isaac started to say as I pushed past him and Scott.
"Don't Isaac, just don't."I muttered, tears falling down my face.
"Touch her again and I'll make wrap Kira's katana, put wolfsbane-"
"Stiles."Scott whispered.
"You get the idea."Stiles muttered before following after me.
"You wanna leave early?"Stiles asked as he found me by his jeep.
"Please?"I asked.
"Of course."Stiles answered as I helped him into the passengers seat.
"Can't believe you won't let me drive my own car-"
"You broke your arm babe, I'm just taking care of you."I whispered as I drove him to his house.
"I know and I love you for that."Stiles said as he leaned over and kissed my cheek softly.
As soon as we got to his house, I made him some food and did his chores.
"Can I just say you're the best girlfriend ever?"Stiles asked as I collapsed onto his bed.
"Please do, I'm exhausted."I muttered, snuggling up to him.
"Stiles, did you clean the house?"Sheriff Stilinski yelled from downstairs.
"Because it looks amazing- hey (Y/N)."He greeted me as he stood by Stiles' door.
"Hey Sheriff-"
"Actually (Y/N) cleaned it, she decided to do my chores since I can't move my arm. She also made food which you're eating right now."Stiles explained, pointing at his arm and then the bowl in his dad's hands.
"Stiles, marry her."Sheriff said as he took another bite.
"Dad-"
"Seriously, this is amazing."Sheriff mumbled.
"Thank you Sheriff, just trying to help out."I shrugged.
After his dad left the room, I ended up dozing off in Stiles' arms. When I woke up, its was eleven pm.
"Shit."I muttered as I looked at Stiles' alarm clock.
I wiggled out of Stiles' grip and kissed his forehead before dashing out. I took his jeep and sped off to my house. Once I got there, I sneaked up to my room so I wouldn't alarm my parents. I hopped onto my balcony and opened the window, then climbed in. As soon as I get in, the lights turn in.
"Jesus- Isaac?"I asked.
"I had to lie to your parents saying that Stiles' jeep broke down.''Isaac muttered.
"You didn't have to, I didn't ask you-"
"No but you're my best friend, so of course I'd do it."Isaac answered.
My face softened as he called me his best friend, but then I quickly remembered what had happened today.
"As much as I'd love to chat, and I don't, we have school tomorrow and I've got to get my beauty sleep."I muttered as I hopped into my bed.
"So jump off my balcony and don't come here again."I spat.
"(Y/N), please just let me talk."He begged.
"Isaac-
"Before Derek bit me, you would always go out of your way to protect me from my dad. You and Stiles told the Sheriff about him and he got arrested. You then let me stay at your house until I moved in with Derek. I love you (Y/N), you're my best friend and I'm so sorry I hurt you. I know I've been a dick, but I need you to forgive me."He explained.
"Please forgive me."He begged.
"I'm not the one who needs the apology, the girl you hurt and Stiles-oh and that guy in the hallway. Anyone you've been a dick to and or hurt."I answered.
"So you're not mad at me?"Isaac asked.
"I'm disappointed, not mad. Overall, I forgive you. Just please don't get all cocky and dickish."I muttered.
"Dickish isn't a word-"
"Isaac."I warned him.
"Okay I'll take what I can get!"

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