My Angel, His Stalker(Matt/Stiles)

Chapter Three

Stiles woke up Saturday morning with a yawn and a stretch, opening his eyes and sitting up in bed, combing his fingers through his hair. He hadn't had the best of sleep last night and he wasn't planning on doing anything today. Like at all. He had the house to himself since his dad had left for work earlier this morning.

Yeah, no plans at all, Stiles thought.

Stiles glanced at the clock on his nightstand and climbed out of bed. It was only 11:00 and Stiles was glad that he hadn't woken up earlier than he did. Stiles grabbed a towel and hopped in the shower, taking his time in the hot water.

When he got out he dried his hair and wrapped the towel around his waist before walking back into his room. Stiles rummaged through his drawers for something to wear and finally came up with a white t-shirt, a burgandy collarless varsity jacket, black jeans and his white and burgandy converse.

Stiles glanced in the lifesize mirror on his closet door and checked himself over, pondering if he should change into something that looked less like he was going out but decided against it. In the mirror he saw the flash of a camera in the window and he spun around but no one was there.

Stiles frowned and walked over to his window, flinging it open and he stuck his head out, trying to find the source of the camera flash. He found nothing and decided that he might just be imagining things. Stiles shut his window and as he was about to leave the room, his phone vibrated on the nightstand.

Stiles picked it up and pressed the button, lighting up the screen as he slid his finger across it. He opened up the text message and read it, groaning quietly.

Pack meeting at Derek's loft in fifteen minutes.--Scott.

Stiles ran his hands through his hair in frustration as he grabbed his keys and headed downstairs. So much for not having any plans.
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Upon reaching Derek's loft, Stiles hesitated. He had no idea what the pack meeting was going to be about and he hopes it was nothing bad. But that wasn't the reason he hesitated. He hesitated because he couldn't stop thinking about thay camera flash. Who the hell had been outside his window taking pictures of him? Did he have a stalker or something? God he hoped not.

Stiles shook his head and told himself that he had imagined it. No one had been outside of his window. He got out of his jeep and headed up to Derek's loft. When he entered, Stiles wasn't too surprised that Peter was already there, sitting on the spiral staircase and being the creep he was.

Stiles stepped into the middle of the room and sat on the couch that was there. He was silent even as the rest of the pack slowly filtered in and they all seemed to notice how quiet and distant he was. Scott snapped his fingers under his nose and Stiles glanced up at him, his confusion crossing his features.

"What?" Stiles asked.

Scott eyed him concerned. "I said there's a few stray werewolves on the loose. They came into town just this morning and I wanted you to be careful."

Stiles didn't really understand anything Scott just said but he just nodded. "Yeah sure. Whatever."

Lydia sat beside him and rested her hand on his arm. "Are you okay Stiles?"

Stiles looked at her before glancing at everyone else, thinking about whether he should tell them about this morning. He didn't want them to worry and he for damn sure didn't want to be hounded.

"Yeah I'm fine." Stiles said.

Derek gave him a look that said 'I don't believe that bullshit' and said, "You're lying Stiles. What is it?"

Stiles sighed and ran his fingers through his hair, ruffling it up. "This is going to sound stupid but...I feel like I'm being watched. This morning I was standing in front of my mirror when I saw this camera flash outside my window." Stiles shook his head. "At first I thought I had imagined it but it keeps nagging at me."

Derek and Scott glanced at each other while everyone else just sort of sat there. Erica and Isaac seemed intrested; Allison, Lydia, Malia, Kira and Mason just sat there confused and worried, Peter and Jackson were being their usual selves--a creep and a jackass; and Liam just looked extremely worried and protective.

"I mean it's fine but it just seems like someone's watching me." Stiles says. "I'll be fine, it's nothing to worry about."

Scott looked skeptical. "Okay. Listen me, Liam and Isaac were going to the movies later. You wanna come?"

Stiles nodded. "Sure."

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Matt had been outside of Stiles window earlier that morning and he had almost gotten caught. He had to hide before Stiles saw him and when the coast was clear, Stiles had grabbed his keys and walked out the door. Matt had followed him to Derek Hale's loft and waited patiently for him to come out. He had watched as the whole Scott McCall gang arrived at the loft and went inside.

Now he was standing in line at the movie theatre that Scott, Isaac and Liam had dragged Stiles to, pretending that he wasn't following him.

When Stiles had seen him in line at the snack bar, he muttered something to Scott who turned in his direction. Stiles made his way over to Matt and he restrained himself from touching the boy.

"Hey Matt! What brings you here?" Stiles asked, smiling at him.

Matt felt his heart melt at the smile and he smiled back. "I'm here to see Spiderman Homecoming actually."

Stiles' eyes widened in surprise and excitement as he heard what Matt said. "Really?! Scott, Isaac, Liam and I are here to see that too!!"

Liam had come to stand dangerously close to Stiles, glaring at Matt as if he wanted to rip his head off. Matt felt uncomfortable and shook it off. "Yeah cool."

"Do you wanna join us?" Stiles asked politely.

"No." Liam said at the same time Matt said, "Yes."

Stiles glanced at Liam weirdly before Scott and Isaac smiled at Matt. "We're cool with it. As long as you don't talk through the movie like Stiles does."

Matt smiled and nodded as Stiles protested, saying he did not talk through movies aa he followed them into the theater. Liam hung back a bit and said,

"Stay away from him." Liam shouldered past Matt roughly, leaving Matt confused.

Why was this kid being hostile towards him?