Scott + Malia |Scalia

Chapter 6

MALIAS POV;

Tonight was the night of the Spring Break campus party. I obviously don't wanna go, but you know who's making me.. Erica. Isaac was gonna be there too. How GREAT is that?

I put on Isaac's favorite lipstick that I wore.. But then I remembered.. This party wasn't gonna be him and I. It was gonna be...Just me.

"Bitch, I got you a date!!" Erica says as she ran into my room.

"W-what?" I stutter and turn around so I'm looking at her in front of me and not behind me in the mirror. "Who?"

"You'll see. He'll be here any minute." The doorbell rings and she nods her head towards downstairs. "C'mon. I think he's here."

"Ugh.." I groan as I walk down the stairs and open the front door. SCOTT MCCALL? "Why are you here?"

"I'm picking you up for our date.. Duh." He says sarcastically like I knew. He then frowns. "Oh.. You didn't know and don't wanna go. Ok then. I'll g-"

"No, Scott wait." I grabbed his shoulder before he could completely turn away. "Please don't go."

"Wait.. You wanna go with me now?"

"Yeah."

"Cool. Let's go."

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SCOTTS POV;

As soon as we got there, we began to dance and get drinks, and as we did, Erica Reyes aka Stiles' girlfriend called out for Never Have I Ever in a group of circle. Malia and I joined in, filling out drinks up to the top.

Erica puts her drink up and explains the rules. "Ok. Rules are easy, if you done it, drink up, if you haven't.. Don't drink anything. I'll start. Never Have I ever... Had sex?"

Everyone drank up, except for me. But nobody saw that. I slept with Kira once for a one night stand when we were drunk.. But I'm pretty sure it didn't count.. Because she's gay.

"Never have I ever made out behind a church," Isaac Lahey, Malia's ex shouted. A few people, including them drank up. I tried not too, but I couldn't help it.

"Never have I ever kissed or screwed my best friend's boyfriend or girlfriend." Someone else said. A few people drank. Cora Hale looked at Malia, letting Malia glare at her. She drank up. Malia growled.

"Uh.. Never Have I Ever smoked weed." Someone else said.

A few more drinks and questions later, everyone was drunk out of their mind. I was too, but Malia was hella drunk. She drank up on every question asked.

She took me to the dance floor, and we began to make out. Next thing you know.. We're in the bedroom ripping things off. I can't remember the rest..

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I wake up from Malia screaming. She throws a pillow at my head and realize she's in her bra and underwear and I'm still completely naked. "WHAT IS WRONG WITH YOU? YOU TOOK ADVANTAGE OF ME WHEN I WAS DRUNK? WHAT THE FU-"

"Malia.. calm down, we were both drunk, just calm down! I don't remember anything from last night. Honest." I took cover for her pillow throws and shield it with the bed blankets.

"I can't believe this."

"Mal-"

"Don't talk to me. This was a mistake."

"What?! Malia!"

"What?! Party sex was a good thing? Well, not for me! Sorry McCall!!"

She finishes getting dressed and walks out of the room, and I put my clothes on and try to follow her.. But she's gone. Damnit.
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"You and Malia fucked?!" was all Allison and Stiles could say. They were tearing up in laughter when I told them.

"Guys, it's not funny. She hates me even more now!"

"Scotty, man, tell us. How big were her boobs?" Stiles asked laughing. Allison fell off the bed spitting out her lemonade.

"Stiles!"

"I'm sorry. Ohh God. You really got me fucked up."

Allison wiped her laughter tears. "God.. I never met someone who was so upset over sex."

"Well it wasn't exactly the best when she was just drunk and threw pillows at me afterwards."

"But it's se-"

"Stiles! She hates me. It's not good."

"Ok. My god.."

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MALIAS POV;

I came home and went straight upstairs to my room and cried in my pillow softly. A knock on my door and I looked up. It's Isaac. "Go away."

Isaac sits on my bed and lays down next to me. "What's wrong?"

"Why should I tell you?"

"Oh come on, Malia. We were best friends before we were a couple."

"But we had feelings. And we weren't friends. We were in love."

"Yeah well you've always been my best friend no matter what.. You still are."

"Yeah."

"Now tell me, what happened?"

"I slept with Scott McCall last night."

"..."

"Say something."

"You what?"

"I was really drunk and I don't remember any of it."

"Then-"

"I woke up naked with his arms around my waist."

"Oh."

"What?"

"Did you like it?"

"No."

"Why not?"

"Why do you think I'm crying?"

"Because you like him and you're confused since you're still in love with me, and you don't wanna admit you actually liked it."

"..."

"I love you, Malia. I always will.. But we have to move on.."

"I guess. Now go away."

"Mal-"

"Go."

Erica walks in and glares at Isaac to get out. He puts his hands in surrendor and walks out of the room. Erica sits on the bed and hugs me. I hug back.

"So.. you slept with Scott?"

"Yeah."

"How was it?"

"I honestly don't know."

"Are you okay?"

"No."

"Come here." She hugs me and I sniffle as I continue to silently cry.

Why the hell do I go to parties?