The Wolf's Scream (Teen Wolf Scott/Allison fanfiction)

Chapter 30

LYDIA'S POV

"Woo! Come on Stiles! Go on Scott!" Malia shouts as Stiles and Scott dodge the opposing team.

It was around 7pm and we were at the lacrosse game.

I see Jackson staring straight at us.

I turn to Allison, "Jackson is staring at us."

She peers down at him and shakes her head, "Not at us. He's staring at Malia." I raise my eyebrow and Allison nods in confirmation.

Earlier in the day Jackson was throwing us empty threats of how he was going to knock Stiles down, but he must be too distracted- Spoke too soon.

Jackson rams himself into Stiles and he goes flying. I stand up but Allison grabs my arm.

Scott turns to Jackson and runs at him. Stiles gets back up, looking a little dizzy. But while eveyone was distracted, he runs for the ball, picks it up and throws it into the nett.

He scores.

"Stilinski! Congratulations! First goal of the semester!" Coach shouts.

Stiles looks up at us and grins. I blow him a kiss and he catches it, skipping off.

Allison sighs, "Young love,"

"Tell me about it." Malia replies. We start laughing.

AIDEN'S POV

I search the crowd for Cora.

I find her sitting at the bottom corner, eating popcorn.

I smile.

She hasn't noticed me yet, but at least she came.

CORA'S POV

Aiden was staring at me,

Something that happened often, yet something I was fond of.

I pretended to not notice him and blindly eat my popcorn. I saw him smile out of the corner of my eye and continue on with his game.

God, I didn't want to like him.

He could be an ass.

But he was cute.

And he had a nice body.

So why not?

ALLISON'S POV

I see Scott running towards the ball, dodging everyone in his path.

When it came to things, Scott hated hurting people.

Hence why he was dodging everyone instead of knocking them flat on their face like Jackson.

On the other hand, Scott and Jackson were too way different people.

SCOTT'S POV

I could see Allison and the girls in the bleachers.

Allison's arm wrapped around her stomach, as per usual.

I found that cute.

I looked up at them and smiled. She smiled back at me, giving me a thumbs up.

All of a sudden, I'm on the floor.

I can hear Jackson laughing.

I close my eyes and think of Allison.

Anchor. You are my anchor. Calm down. You are better than this.

I get up, brush myself off, and walk away from Jackson.

He looks a little dumbfounded.

He was probably expecting me to do something.

Jokes on him, I guess.

Stiles comes up behind my and puts his hand on my shoulder, "Good job, buddy." I nod at him and begin to take my shoulder pads off.

The game was over, finally.

Lacrosse games were starting to drag on lately.

Maybe I should take up another sport.

Like basketball..

Nah.

ALLISON'S POV

I walk down the bleachers, careful not to fall.

I kiss Scott and smile she we release, "Proud of you. Very proud of you." I say, smiling.

He smiles back, "Do I get a prize?" He begins to grin.

I laugh, then whisper into his ear, "Save your excitement for later."

He went quiet and red, but he was still grinning.

I loved to tease Scott.

He was adorable, he really was.

"Great night, guys. Thanks for inviting me. I'll see you tomorrow?" Malia says, smiling at us.

I smile back. I liked Malia. She was sweet, "See you tomorrow, text me, okay?" Lydia says. Malia nods and heads off.

I walk over to Lydia, "I'm proud of you, too. Befriending her is good for you. I knew you'd like her." I say, grinning.

AIDEN'S POV

I walk over to Cora, smiling. She smiles lightly at me, too.

"Was I too hot for you out there? Was that why you were avoiding my eyes? You couldn't bare to look at me because you'd faint from how attractive I am?" I say.

She raises her eyebrows and pushes me, I stumble a bit because, hey she's a werewolf too. "In your dreams." She says.

I put a had to my chest and smile, "Every night."

I get a smile from her.

"But on a serious note," I say, ripping off my lacrosse uniform, "How are you?"

She looks at me blankly for a moment, as if she wasn't expecting the question, "I-I'm fine? Yeah I'm fine. Why?" She replies, confused.

I frown, "I was only asking. Being gentlemanly, as per usual." I receive another smile from her. "Of course." She replies.

STILES' POV

Well that was violent.

I didn't actually think Jackson would do that- No. That's a lie. I knew Jackson would do that. It's Jackson. What else is he going to do.

I walk with Lydia, hand in hand to the parking lot.

We both jump into my jeep,

"Next stop, casa Lydia!" I say.

"Your Spanish is awful." She replies, smiling.

"Oh, I know." I say, leaning in to kiss her.

She smiles under my lips, "Ooh, well, you can't speak Spanish, but you can definitely use those lips for other things.." She says.

God I love her.