Uniquely Normal

The Girl Who Knew Too Much

[Y/N POV]

I ran down the dark hallways, my feet pounding against the tile floors as my chest heaved up and down for breath.

"Try to remember they're only doing what they think is right."

I sharply turned a corner, and did my best to pick up my speed, hearing the faint sound of an inhuman screen behind me.

"How much more?" My own voice sounded in my head.

I came to the end of the hall, where the door to Coach's office was. I grabbed the handle and turned it, pushing the door open and closing it behind me, stopping to catch my breath.

"I lost my father to her." I heard myself say. "You can't go through that too. I won't let you."

I turned around to see I was no longer in a school, but in a hallway in the hospital. It was dark, and the only light illuminating the hall was from the moonlight shining through the windows.

"Julia" a woman's voice sang slowly. "It is you."

I felt a strong grip on my arm and whipped around to be met with Scott. His face was blank, and he stared into me with wide eyes.

"Scott?" I asked.

He smirked, and his once dark brown eyes turned into a blinding red.

"The rarest of alpha's..."

I gasped as my body jolted awake, and sat up in my bed as my heart pounded against my ribs. I could feel the sweat running down my forehead, and stared ahead at the wall, looking around to find that I was in a bedroom and in my pajamas.

"[y/n]?" I heard a groggy voice say.

I felt movement beside me and turned my head as Stiles sat up, stretching his arms as his face scrunched up with tiredness.

"Why are you awake?" He asked just above a whisper.

I squinted to look around the dark room and found that I was in Stiles' bedroom. I could still feel my heart beating rapidly, and did my best to put on the smallest smile to hide it.

"Just couldn't sleep." I lied.

His eyes opened partially and he dropped his arms around me, taking me by surprise as he forcefully pulled me back down to the bed.

He leaned over me and began to pepper my face with soft kisses, pressing his lips anywhere except on my own.

"Stiles, what are you doing?" I asked as I quietly laughed.

He pressed a kiss to the tip of my nose before pulling away and leaning his head on my chest, wrapping his arms around my body as he pulled himself on top of me, causing a huge weight to push me down further into the bed.

"Stiles!" I quietly grunted.

He hummed as he snuggled against me. "You are ridiculously comfortable."

I rolled my eyes before working my arms under his and trying my best to push him off me, but he tightened his hold on me.

"No!" He whined, resisting my shoves.

"Stiles, don't be so stubborn, that's my job." I retorted.

"Not today." He fired back.

I sighed, and decided to stop working against him. I closed my eyes, getting used to the crushing weight on top of me and hoping to get back to sleep when my phone buzzed from the nightstand next to me.