Winchester

CHAPYER TWENTY-EIGHT

Okay, so the plan was to go to school and act as if everything was okay and then if the ghost makes an appearance, call Dean and Sam, and then we'll go bitch hunting... I mean – ghost hunting.

"Are you ready for this?" I turned to stare at Allison who nodded at me. A blonde wig covered her brunette hair and her clothing consisted of blue washed down jeans, black heeled boots, a star wars shirt and a black and white flannel tied around her waist. "Are you sure? Like really sure, totally, hundred percent sure?"

"Yes, Stiles," She chuckled, her blonde hair bouncing over her shoulders. "I'm totally hundred percent sure that I will be fine as long as you are by my side." She grinned at me, her eyes crinkling as she did so.

"Then i'll be sure to never leave your side." We smiled at each other before getting out of my car. I ran around to the passenger side and grabbed Allison's hand before we walked towards the school's front doors, where everyone was standing, watching us, including the pack. Scott's eyes were trained on Allison's and I's combined hands which made me smirk and pull her closer to my body. "Scott's jealous," I whispered into her ears, my bottom lip grazed her ear which sent my heart into a frenzy.

"Oh, really?" She asked in amusement. "Well, we should give him something to be jealous about." She smirked up at me and kissed my cheek before turning around to face the pack with a huge smile on her face and a pink dusting covering her cheeks. "I can't believe I just did that." I heard Allison whisper but I was pretty sure I wasn't suppose to hear it.

"About time," Lydia spoke up as we stopped right on front of them. "I thought you two were never coming out of that car," She pointed at my car and then turned her attention to Allison, grinning. "We should hang out, so we can go back to the way things were." She gave me a look.

"Sorry, I have plans with Stiles for–" Allison paused and then smirked. "–forever."

"Are you sure?" Lydia tilted her head, scrutinizing us. "Why would you hang out with a person like him?"

"A person like him?" Allison questioned, her gaze flickering across Lydia's face. "You mean a person that actually has a sense of humor? Is nice, sweet, happy, cute, sarcastic, nerdy–" she turned to me. "–no offense since i'm a nerd too." I just smiled at her and she turned back to Lydia. "A person who isn't being a bitch most of the time? A person who isn't self centered?" She let go of my hand and pointed a finger at Lydia. "Weren't you the one to tell me that you were in love with Stiles?"

"What!?" I blurted out, my voice was high pitched in disbelievable.

"Oh, yeah, sorry Lydia, your secret is out." Allison turned to me. "She told me that when she kissed you when you were having a panic attack, that was when everything changed for her. She saw you as this sexy brave guy who was always there for her." She then turned back to Lydia, anger clear as day on her face. "How about you stay away from Stiles and not mess with his feelings anymore." She then ran into the school.

"Stiles–" Lydia started but I held up a hand, completely confused on why Allison acted that way. I was so worried about her.

"Stop," I told Lydia, harshly.

I ran into the school to see Allison making her way to the girls bathroom. I ran after her, and soon as I walked into the bathroom, I heard crying. "Alli?" I questioned, seeing her sitting against the wall, tears falling down her face. "What's wrong, baby?" I was too focused on her tears that I didn't even realize what I was saying.

"Will you–will you leave me for the pack? You know, since you know that your long time crush is finally in love with you? Will you leave me?" She cried harder, her mascara running down her cheeks. I grabbed a napkin and sat down in front of her.

"No, Alli, just no. Just because Lydia is in love with me now, doesn't mean that I love her." I sighed and leaned forward. "Come on." She sniffed as I wiped her face gently with the napkin. "Okay, all better." I lifted her face up gently and sent her a small smile. "Alli, I made you a promise and i'm going to stand by it no matter what. I will not be leaving your side at anytime. Like ever." I laid my hand on her cheek and she leaned into it which made me swoon because she had this adorable look on her face that I just wanted to kiss. "Okay, now, let's get to class." I grabbed her hands and helped her up.

"Do I look okay?" She looked up at me with wide eyes.

"You look lovely."

~ Time Skip ~

"School's over you dweebs, get your asses down here now before I shove your fucking tacos up your asses." I threatened my dad and uncle before hanging up. I then turned around to face the pack but what I saw made me angry. Scott was off in the distance, Allison standing in front of him and he was holding her waist and was leaning in. I growled and was about to step forward when Allison head butted him, kicked him in the nuts before grabbing is wrist, and flipping him over onto his back. I smirked as Allison ran towards me, a smile on her face.

"Did you see that?" She asked excitedly, wrapping her arms around me.

"I did and it was awesome!" I exclaimed, grinning before I raised my hand and she highfived me.

"Stiles?" I turned around to face Derek who looked down at the girl in my arms. "Allison?" He was shocked now, frozen in shock.

"Hello, Derek." She grinned and waved at him.

"How–what?" He didn't get to finish his question as the Impala came screeching into the parking lot. Sam and Dean stepped out not that long after.

"Is everyone ready to kill this ghost bitch!?" Dean shouted, raising up his gun.