Believe ♔ Derek Hale

Quatre

"I'm never buying you food ever again," Derek said, his eyes widened. "How can someone so skinny eat so much food?"

"It's a gift," I said with a smug grin.

"You ordered 18 burritos and only gave me one. Plus that cost about £30." He frowned. "I buy clothes that cost less than that."

I shrugged, "Well thanks anyway." I mumbled.

"What?" He smirked.

"I'm not repeating it again." We both chuckled, pulling up at the school.

Erica had just left the building and walked straight for the car getting in the back.

Scott quickly left the building to see us in the car, all of us shooting him a cheeky grin before we set off back home.

"What did you guys do today?" Erica asked smirking.

"I punched Derek and ate 18 burritos," I shrugged.

"I told you to punch me," Derek lied.

"No way! You said if I punch you even once I get whatever food I like." I argued back as I poked my finger at his cheek.

"Don't do that. It's weird." Derek said as he quickly looked at me and back to the road.

"It's only weird if you make it babe," I smirked. "Isn't that right Eriboo?"

"Of course," she agreed chuckling.

"Shut up," Derek sighed, knowing he lost.

"Never," I smirked as I traced my hand down his thigh, giving him a cheeky wink.

Derek looked shocked and moved my hand off his leg. "Inappropriate."

"Only if you want it to be," I said in a seductive voice. "Hmmm... where's Isaac? He was hot."

"He's 17 and his ego is big enough as it is." Erica added on.

"Didn't we all kind of get an inflated ego when we turned into puppies?" I said sarcastically.

"We're wolves, not puppies." Derek corrected.

"Shame. You would have made a great puppy." I retorted, leaving Erica chuckling.