My Angel, His Stalker(Matt/Stiles)

Chapter Five

Stiles sat with his head down at lunch trying to avoid eye contact with Matt who had been invited to sit with them the pack at their lunch table. Liam had made sure to place himself as close to Stiles as he possibly could while sitting across from Matt, glaring at him.

Just before lunch Stiles had caught Matt outside of class and tried to talk to him about it. Of course Matt had told him that it was cool, that they were still friends but since then Stiles hadn't talked to him. He wasn't so sure if he should anymore.

Stiles was so deep in thought that he jumped when Malia sat beside him on his right and placed a kiss on his cheek.

"Hey babe." Malia says smiling brightly at him.

Stiles heard Liam growl under his breath and saw Matt look over at him, his face blank but his eyes so full of emotions Stiles couldn't point out. Stiles smiled at Malia and put an arm around her waist, kissing her softly on the lips.

"Hey. How was your night?" Stiles asked her.

"It was great." Malia answered.

"So that Halloween bash at Lydia's Friday night. What are you going as?" Isaac asked Stiles.

Stiles shook his head. "Not sure...I think I might go as Prince Charming." He glanced over at Malia. "What do you think?"

"I think you'd make a perfect Prince Charming." Malia complimented him.

Stiles grinned at her. "You should probably go as--"

"If you say I should dress up as a princess, I'll kill you." Malia cut him off.

Stiles raised his eyebrows but said nothing. He glanced over at Liam. "What about you? What are you going as?"

Liam began to stutter. "I-I'm not sure. I'll probably be...King Arthur."

Scott nodded. "That's a good one."

Stiles nodded in agreement and smiled at Liam who turned a light shade of red. Stiles felt Matt's eyes on him but ignored them. Scott asked Matt who he was going to be and his response was cryptic as he kept his eyes on Stiles.

"You'll just have to wait and see."

Stiles felt Malia tighten her arm around his waist but what surprised him was when Liam growled loudly at Matt, who just looked confused. Stiles poked Liam in the side and at his touch, he seemed to quiet instantly.

"Well...can't wait to see it." Lydia says as she eyes Matt warily.
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Stiles drove Malia home after school and told her that Wendsday they would go to buy some things to put their costumes together. Stiles had decided to take Liam that day since they were both sort of going to be prince's. Anyways after he drove Malia home he was on his way home when he got a text from Scott.

We got a huge problem at the hospital. Need your help--Scott.

Stiles stepped on the gas thankful he had his bat in the backseat already. Stiles probably broke the speed limit but he didn't care; Scott needed his help so he was going to go help. And he had to get there as fast as he could.

It was about five minutes later when he reached the hospital. It was pretty much empty because it was raining and there were warnings of a flash flood here and in the Valley, so all of the patients had been moved to another hospital. Stiles grabbed his bat from the backseat and climbed out of his jeep, rushing inside.

The lights were flickering and he made his way down the hall to the elevator. He pulled his phone out and texted Scott.

I'm here. Where are you?--Stiles.

Seconds went by before he got a reply.

Third floor in the morgue.--Scott

Stiles stepped into the elevator and hit three. Standing in the elevator as it took him to the third floor, he began to feel nervous. Really nervous. God what did Scott need his help with?

When the elevator reached the third floor he stepped out and stood shocked when he saw Scott and Isaac with Liam in between them; his arms were draped over their shoulders and they were dragging him towards the elevator. And behind them was a big werewolf that they had all come to know and love as Ethan and Aiden.

Stiles pressed the button for the elevator again and rushed over to Scot and Isaac, checking over Liam.

"What happened?!" Stiles exclaimed.

Scott shook his head. "No time to explain just help us."

Stiles grabbed one of Liam's arms and helped Isaac drag him towards the elevator. Stiles of course being a klutz, tripped over his own feet and fell. Isaac kept moving as Stiles got to his feet and ran as fast as he could towards the elevator; they were already in the elevator and the doors were closing.

Stiles was running too slow he was never going to make it. And he was right. The doors shut and it began moving down to the first floor. Stiles was left alone on the third floor with an angry mega alpha werewolf. Stiles made a sharp left and sprinted down the hall following the signs to the stairwell. He heard the merged alpha chasing after him. They were going to catch him, he ran too slow.

Stiles hid inside a room, with an open door and he held his bat firmly in his hands, waiting for the werewolf to pass. When they did, Stiles sprinted out and swung the bat as hard as he could at the back of their head. The wooden bat splintered and broke on contact and Stiles was left holding a handle leftover from what used to be his baseball bat.

"Oh come on." Stiles said as he dropped the remains of the bat and backed away as the twins slowly turned around to face him. Stiles spun around to run but he only made it a few feet before he was grabbed and thrown against a wall. Stiles grunted in pain and scrambled to his feet only to be slammed into the ceiling.

Stiles lost consciousness.

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Liam woke up moments after the elevator started moving and he stared up at Scott and Isaac. A scent entered his nose and he instantly knew who had been in this elevator. He shot to his feet.

"Where's Stiles?" Liam demanded.

Scott looked guilty. "He's on the third floor--"

Liam didn't wait for him to finish. He had already climbed up through the elevator roof and up the shaft heading up to the third floor. He wasn't going to just leave Stiles up here. He heard Scott and Isaac following and when he reached the third floor, he opened the doors and sprinted out. He followed Stiles' scent but there was something mingling in the air, mixing with his scent. It was blood and Liam felt anger rise up inside his chest.

Liam followed the smell to another hallway and he saw Stiles being dragged away by Ethan and Aidan; the hyperactive junior was unconscious and Liam roared at the alpha dragging him.

They lookes up and dropped the boy to the floor. Liam inwardly winced when Stiles' head cracked against the floor and he began to shift.

"Leave him alone!" Liam roared.

Liam's one thought from then on was, protect Stiles. It was like a chant. A mantra.

Protect Stiles. Only Stiles. Protect Stiles. Protect Stiles. PROTECT STILES!

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Matt sat in his room, running his hands through his hair. God damnit. Stiles had rejected him and he was NOT taking it well. He had these urges to just stalk the boy and maybe force him to be with him. But Matt had resisted.

Matt had to get him out of his head and fast. Like now. Matt grabbed his keys and his phone and walked out the house to his car.

I have to get laid.

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