Home (Sciles AU)

Chapter 16

Stiles POV

The next morning, I wake up to feel strong arms wrapped around me. I can also feel a warm weight against my back and it's moving up and down ever so slightly. I start to freak out a little bit, not knowing who or what it is. I then realize it is a person's chest. My mind eventually decides on thinking that it must be James. How is he here? When did he get here? Did he hurt Claudia? I squeak in fright and start to wriggle and squirm my way out of his grasp, desperately wanting to get away from him and to go find Claudia.

"Let go of me! Let go! Let me go!" I yelp as I continue to try to wriggle free, but all I'm doing is tangling myself more with the covers.

"Stiles?! Stiles, what's wrong?" The person from behind me calls out sleepily, but worriedly. It causes me to stop struggling and relax. I sigh in relief and let myself fall back down onto the bed. Scott let's go of me and sits up, moving closer to me, peering at me worriedly.

"What is it? What's wrong? Did I hurt you or something?" My best friend asks me, looking scared and pale, terrified if he did something to hurt me. I chuckle a little bit and shake my head.

"No, no, everything is fine. You didn't hurt me." I tell him with a reassuring smile.

"What is it then?" Scott frowns in curiosity.

"When I woke up, I kinda forgot you were here and what happened last night. I just thought... Just for a moment... That James was here and uh, he was the one with his arms around me in bed." I reply, my face falling a little. Sadness fills Scott's eyes.

"Oh... I'm sorry. I-I shouldn't have done it anyway." Scott mumbles an apology, looking guilty.

"Scott, it wasn't your fault, okay? I just jumped to far fetched conclusions." I try to reassure him firmly. Scott nods in understanding and starts to relax a little, lying back down in bed with me.

"I'm really sorry. About James, I mean. He's obviously left a lasting impression on you..." Scott tells me sadly. I shrug.

"I'm getting better. Slowly. I'll be okay, Scott. These things take time, I guess. But hey, I didn't cry myself to sleep last night, so that's a plus. Maybe you sleeping with me and making me feel not so alone and unprotected did help." I reply, blushing badly at my last comment. I have to look away to try and hide my very red blush. When I gaze back up at Scott, I notice he's blushing a little bit too.

"Well, I'm just glad I could help." Scott replies with a light smile.

"You did. Thank you. That's the best night's sleep I've had in ages." I tell him gratefully.

"Me too." Scott admits honestly. We just lie there for a few moments, just staring into each other's eyes. Scott's eyes are just so warm, friendly and inviting and they are the best kind of chocolate brown. It's not hard to get lost in them. I love the way his eyelashes fall over his eyes. Honestly, if I could spend all day just lying here with Scott, I think that'd be an awesome day. My problems just sort of fade away when I'm with Scott. It makes me want to lie with him here forever, but I know we can't do that.

I quickly shake myself out of my wandering thoughts and sit up in bed. I glance back down at Scott with a smile.

"Come on, dude. We better get up. We should make breakfast for those rascals before they get up and start hounding us for it." I suggest as I start to get out of bed, feeling refreshed, happy and ready to start the day.