I Was Afraid to Love Before I Met Him 》》Derek Hale Love Story

Chapter 5

I walk inside and sit on the couch and put on the T.V.

35 minutes later

I hear a knock on the door. I rush over and open it to reveal Lydia, Jackson and Danny. "Hey. Jackson. I haven't seen you in ages." I say and he almost smiles. Almost.

"Yeah. Good to see you too Xan." He replies. I laugh and grab Lydia's hand. "Come on. Let's go. Let's go." I say dragging Lydia to the car. I turn to Jackson. "Hey. Can I-" I begin to ask but he cuts me off. "No. You're not driving my car." He says and I frown. "Am I really that predictable?" I ask. They all look to each other. "Yes." They say looking back at me.

"I bet Derek will disagree. He'll stick up for me." I grumble under my breath. Danny gives me an amused look while Jackson looks confused and Lydia looks like she gets why I asked if Danny could come and not some random jock.

"Oh my God. You have a boyfriend. That's why you wouldn't let me invite a random jock to go out with you. Who is he?" She asks eagerly. "I'd love to tell you Lyd but we agreed not to tell anyone and I've already told Danny and Troy. And if Stiles overhears he will find out who it is and he hates him and he will kill him. I'm not kidding." I say seriously before climbing into the car. Danny gets in beside me and Lydia takes shotgun while Jackson drives.

"Were you really not meant to tell me? Or were you just saying that?" Danny asks. "I wasn't meant to tell anyone. But I told you because I trust you. More than anyone. Plus you know. Troy knows, he figured it out. And my dad knows. He also figured it out. So don't worry. As long as you don't tell Stiles, Derek won't mind." I explain in a low tone. Danny nods and changes the the subject. "So. If it is okay with Derek. You can come on Saturday. But you're not having any alcohol." Danny rushes to say as I open my mouth. I pout and slouch in the seat with my arms over my chest. "Fine." I sigh reluctantly. "I'll just get him to slip some in my coke." I mutter under my breath. Danny looks amused. "What was that Xan?" Danny questions amused. "Hmmmm? Nothing Danny. I haven't got a clue what you're talking about." I say and he laughs. "Sure you don't Xan. Sure." He says as we pull up in front of the rink.

I jump out and run inside to the front desk. Danny comes over and we split the amount. Then we get 4 pairs of skates. I take mine and Lydia's while Danny takes his and Jackson's.

I run over to Lydia and hand her her pair before quickly pulling mine on. When mine are safely on my feet I walk doan to the rink and start skating with ease. Lydia joins in soon after but I see the boys standing wearily at the side.

I skate over to them coming to a quick stop in front of them. "Come on boys. What are you waiting for? It's easy. What's up? Scared of falling over?" I tease. Jackson scowls while Danny laughs and steps onto the ice.

"That a boy Danny." I laugh and Jackson joins us and just about manages to get to Lydia. Danny and I skate around laughing for a bit and let Lydia and Jackson have some alone time. Then my phone starts to randomly ring.

I check the name and see it's Stiles. I reluctantly answer it. "Hello?" I ask confused as to why he would call me when he knows I am skating and not talking to him. It may be Scott he doesn't, know about either. "Hey Xan. You're going to be at the game tonight right?" Stiles asks through the phone. I huff and hand the phone to Danny. "Will you please tell Stiles that I'm not still not ralking to him but yes I am going to the game tonight?" I ask Danny and he nods. "Sure thing Xan." He replies before relaying the message. He listens to Stiles for a bit before looking up at me. "He said good and bye but it was a lot of rambling. Then he hung up muttering something about you being immature." Danny says, his eyes twinkling with amusement.

I slapped his shoulder. "I have every right to be mad and ignore him. He got an innocent person arrested for a crime he definitely wouldn't do." I say vaguely. Danny seems to understand that that is all I am going to say and goes back to skating, after handing my phone back. I stare at it for a minute before turning it back on.