Teen wolf imagines

Scott ~ Moms? Sorry.

I knocked on the front door. Nothing. I knocked again. Scott and I were supposed to be meeting to go to dinner with my family. I was going to pick him up to give him some pointers but it seemed like he wasn't home. I knocked again, one more time. And again.. nothing. I began to turn around. "Can I help you?" I heard a voice say, as I turned around I noticed the boy wore checkered print and jeans. "I'm looking for Scott." I smiled as I walked back up. "Oh, come in I guess." I walked inside, clutching my purse.

For the special occasion, I wore a flowing black skirt, black tights and mustard heels. Paired with my mustard jumper that I tucked in. I wore a gold heart necklace, gold rigs and a gold bracelet. I had my hair in a low hanging side bun, and my drive was curled along with several strand of free tufts. I was clutching a black purse and wearing beautiful make up. I had planned my outfit to perfection. I was fully prepared.

A group of his friends sat on the couch. "Y/N, What's up?" Scott stood and walked over to me. "You don't remember?" I smiled widely as his arm slinked around my waist. He looked at me with confusion. "We were supposed to have dinner with my parents in an hour." His eyes widened. "Oh shoot! That totally slipped my mind." He grabbed my hands. "I'll go change."
He gently kissed my lips. "You look beautiful." And his hands slipped away from mine. I blushed slightly and looked to my hands.

"When was Scott gonna mention this little sweetheart?" I turned to look at them.
"Hi, I'm Y/N." I clutched my purse tightly.
The boy in plaid stood up and walked over to me, he looked me and down and then looked at me with pure confusion. "You must be Stiles." I held out my hand. "Scott talks about you a lot." His face lit up and he looked chuffed with himself. "He does? Oh, welcome to the pack!" He said excitedly. The girl with strawberry blonde hair smacked him on the leg. "Family! Welcome to the family." That was odd, why did he correct himself from using the word pack?
"Lydia, Martin." The girl smiled and turned to the girl next to her. "Malia." The girl next to her smiled politely, "Kira." And the boys behind her  grinned at me. "Theo."
"Liam."

"What do you want with our fair Scott?" Stiles approached me again. "Hopefully to be on time for our dinner date." I chuckled.
"Wow, dinner win the parents. That's a big step!" Stiles mocked.
The front door opened to reveal Isaac. "Hey There Scarf boy." I smiled and pulled him into a hug. "Hey Y/N." The other looked confused.. to say the least. "Guys this is Y/N. We met when I was going through foster care systems."

"Ready?" I turned to see Scott standing in his jeans and a tidy t-shirt. "Sorry, best I could do." He blushed slightly. All I could do was smile. "What?" He said shyly.
"You look great." I smiled, he took my hand. "Pointers for Ashley?" He was extremely nervous about meeting her. "Scott, you don't need to worry. Just be yourself. I'm sure my moms will love you."

"Moms?" Stiles coughed out. Scott shot him a look. "Sorry." I chuckled at his sudden statement. "It's okay. In some ways, two moms are better than one. More girl talks, more relationship advice." I paused for a second. "Oh, we gotta go. If Ashley's homemade pasta bake gets cold I'm going to kill you." He chuckled at that remark. "It was nice meeting you." Lydia waved me goodbye. "Isaac. As always your welcome to come over for dinner." I gently kissed his cheek. "And my moms say if you ever need anything there's a spare room. But I'm sure your quieter comfortable here with Scott." He took my hand and we walked out to my car. "Oh, Wait. I forgot something!" He ran back inside. As I opened the car door I heard a twig snap. I turned around. "Hello?" There it was again. "Is someone there?" Nothing. Then I heard a growl. Then I saw them, two boys with fang like teeth and claws sprouting from their hands. I was speechless. "What- What-" I couldn't even begin to muster a question. "Where's Scott McCall?" The first growled. "Why do you want to know?" The second grabbed me by the arm and pushed me against my car. "Where is he?" I feel his grip tighten, it hurt really bad. Really bad. "I don't know what your talking about!" I shouted and his grip tightened again. He growled, before picking me up by the neck and throwing me. I flew through the doorway of Scott's house and crashed into the far wall. I groaned in pain. The twins walked inside. Isaac growled, his teeth sprouted out to look like fangs and claw grew from his fingers. He was just like them, so apparently were Liam and Theo who both ran at the twins. However they took their shirts off and bonded together, it was horrible to look at. Like a giant wolf man. Lydia and Stiles ran to me. Malia change into one of the wolf people too, and Kira's belt turned into a sword. Scott came running down the stairs, he took one look at me and growled. Then he turned back to the twins.  It went full on bizarre mode and after an immense fight the boys who had previously thrown me further than a football ran off from defeat. My head felt awful, and worse, my arm was literally covered in blood. The second twin had dug his claws into me. Scott knelt next to me. "Are you okay?" I nodded and tried to push myself up. "They kept asking for you. I didn't tell them anything and then- Well he threw in here." I chuckled. He looked at me apologetically. "I'm okay, really." I placed my hand on his face and pulled him in for kiss. "You don't want to do that. Now you know what I am." He sighed.
"What you are just saved me ass." I joked. "Plus, your way too handsome to resist." He laughed with me. He leant down to kiss me and our lips collided. "Can you walk?" I nodded and he helped me up. "Thank you." I smiled. "Let's get you patched up." I sat on the counter in the kitchen, as Scott dabbed my arm with a cloth. "Sorry about your house." I smiled as he looked at the broken vase that lay on the floor. "Sorry about you being attacked by two killer twin werewolves who were actually looking for me." I laughed as he smiled at me. "Did you really not tell them where I was, even when he was ripping you apart?"
"Of course, I wanted you to be safe."
"God, I love you." I smiled.
"I love you too." He leaned in to kiss me, I wrapped my arms around his neck and his hands held onto my neck.

"Aww, how sweet." I pulled away and chuckled as Stiles leant at the door. "Now, your girlfriend needs an explanation, right?" He nodded and took my hand and he led me to the living room. "Ill call my moms." I chuckled.