Endless Collisions ⚜ McCall

6. The Buzzing Sound

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"If I hear the word Kira come out of Scott's mouth from now on I am going to give her an aneurysm. Matter of fact, I am going to give both of them aneurysms." I groaned as I flopped down on Stiles' bed. 

Ava, Flora and I all went home, but for some reason Stiles' name was ringing at the back of my mind. So I followed my instinct and as a result, I'm here in Stiles' room. This was my first time in here and it's all just so.. Stiles. He had posters everywhere and a space on his wall was specifically set out for our supernatural quests.

"You know, you don't have to be jealous. Scott likes you. And I don't think the whole aneurysm thing is a good idea seeing that only one of them has supernatural abilities." Stiles chirped as he connected a long piece of red yarn to a picture of Barrow. "And it's not like it's one of those romantic type of dinners, Mr. Yukimara just invited Scott to thank him for saving Kira."

I scoffed, toying around with the ball of red yarn in my hand. "Well I helped saving her too. Where's my credit?" I sighed as Stiles then began to chuckle.

I felt beyond pathetic. I'm getting jealous over someone who I'm not even in a relationship with. How does that work?

"Could you stop whining and pass me a strand of the red yarn please?" Stiles questioned as I swung my legs over the edge of the bed, sitting up as I started to untangle the ball of yarn.

"I'm not whining. I'm being perfectly reasonable." I argued, finally handing him the yarn with a sigh. As Stiles' fingers touched mine, I felt a jolt of warmth spring through me as my eyes widened. By the look on his face, it seemed like he felt the same. "Did you get detention for pulling the fire alarm?" I questioned, shaking off that weird feeling.

Stiles sighed as he sat down on the bed next to me, "Yep. Every day this week."

I frowned softly as I looked over to him. "I'm sorry. I couldn't have thought of anything else." I chewed on my lip. Stiles' eyes locked with mine as he wore a small smile on his face. I felt his finger caress my face as I felt my eyebrows furrow in confusion, but for some reason, it was enjoyable.

"It's okay. We were onto something." Stiles softly spoke as his fingers went under my chin raising it slightly. "You don't ever have to apologize to me." He slowly concluded as he pulled my face towards his, our lips connecting.

"We can't. What about Scott?" I stopped as I panted, our eyes searching in each other's.

"You're not together." He simply stated as he cupped my cheeks once again, continuing our kiss. For some reason, I couldn't have pulled away because of an insatiable desire that came over me once I began to kiss back. I felt Stiles' arms around my waist as he hoisted me on top of him, instantly laying back as I feverishly kissed him, my kisses trailing down his chest.

Stiles then began to take the lead as he flipped me over, a steady hand gripping my thigh as our tongues wrestled. I'm not sure where all of this desire is coming from, but I needed it to be cured. Stiles began fumbling with the clasp of my bra, eventually loosing it. It felt as if the world has stopped as his warm hands cupped both of my breasts, leaving a small moan to escape my lips. "More." I panted as I felt his hands snake up my body.

Suddenly, both of them clasped tightly around my neck, leaving me to widen my eyes, clawing at his hands. "Stiles, stop it!" I tried to yell, but instead it came out in breathless claims. My eyes connected with his soulless ones as I noticed the terrible bags under it. His appearance was equivalent to how he looked in my dream. The pale skin, purple bags and the wound that was in his stomach.