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

Chapter 37

CORA'S POV

"So, like, he totally-" I was talking to Allison about the time Derek and Scott played chess and how it ended with both of them having bloody noses, when someone taps me on the shoulder.

Allison and I had been talking a lot recently, I'd actually been talking to that group quite a lot, that Malia and I almost always sat with them.

I turn around to see Aiden.

"Can we talk?"

Oh god. I've been dreading this conversation.

I hated being a jerk and I still can't stand myself for leading him on like that.

"Sure.." I say, "I'll text you later." I say to Allison. She raises an eyebrow, confused as to why Aiden was dragging me off. I shrugged.

"Look Aiden I'm sorry I'm a total jerk for what I did and-" he cuts me off.

"Cora did I turn you gay?" He blurts out. He looks nervous. His sleeves are stretched out over his hands and his eyes are unsure.

I open my mouth to say something, but only laughter comes out.

Oh my God, I thought this was going to be a serious conversation.

"What?" He says, starting to get annoyed.

I bite my lip and hug him, still laughing.

"No, Aiden. You did not turn me gay." I say, still laughing. He looks more relaxed now, his charm turned back on.

"Thank God. I couldn't be known as the guy who turned Cora Hale gay.." He says.

I stop laughing and frown.

"What's that supposed to mean?" I fold my arms over my chest.

"I mean, my reputation would be so different-" he starts.

"Ha. I honestly thought you were different. You know what Aiden, no, you didn't turn me gay. You know what repelled me from you, though? This. When you act like a stupid jerk for no reason. You know what, you are a stupid jerk. Move out of my way before I break your arm." I say.

He raises his eyebrows, shocked, and slides to the right.

I storm past him, over to Stiles and talk to him.

This is why I date girls. Less guy drama.

ALLISON'S POV

"Happy six and a half months!" Scott says, grinning.

I smile back at him.

I was now six and a half months pregnant.

I look like an Elephant.

We were trying to forget about the Lykaios at the moment.

I kiss his cheek and sit next to him on the bench.

I couldn't actually hug people anymore because my stomach wouldn't allow me.

"Happy six and a half months!" Stiles says, flinging his backpack to the floor and sitting beside us.

"Ah! Wait!" He says, rummaging through his bag. He finds what he was looking for, and holds up a small rectangular box covered in red wrapping paper with white polka dots on it. Surrounding the box is a white ribbon.

I grin and kiss Stiles on the forehead, "You are the best brother I never had." I say, laughing.

He told his eyes and laughs, "Open it."

I slowly remove the lid from the box.

In the box is the tiniest set of pyjamas, a hat and little slipper-shoes, all in white. I gasp.

"Stiles!" I say, hugging him.

"Thank you so much!" I say, embracing him more.

"Hey, hey," he says, patting me on the back, "Don't just thank me, Lydia helped me pick it out."

Right on cue, Lydia walks over with Malia and Cors and sits next to Stiles.

"What did we miss?" She asks. I run (well walk fast. You can't really run while you're pregnant, it's like running whilst carrying ten bags of flour in your shirt) towards her and hug her tightly.

"You like it?" She says, smiling.

"I love it!" I say.

Malia and Cora exchange funny looks, "What are we missing?" Malia asks, confused.

Scott holds up the baby clothes and grins.

"Oh- Aw!" Malia says.

Cora kind of looks at them.

CORA'S great, regardless of whether she had actual emotions or not.

She turns to me and smiles, "What, you think we forgot?" Cora says, reaching into her bag and pulling out a small plastic bag.

"Happy six and a half months, Allison." Malia says, smiling.

"Guys!" I say.

"Just open it before I vomit from all the love.." Cora says, gagging.

I roll my eyes and laugh, opening the bag.

I pull out a small book.

I open the pages. It's a baby journal, y'know the ones where you document the first year of your baby's life?

I smile and hug them both.

"Oh- God- Can't- Breathe." Cora says.

I ruffle her hair, "Shut up!" I say, laughing.

I don't care what anyone else thinks; my friends are the best people I've ever met.