Not the same

Chapter 14

~Chris's P.O.V~

"So Allison, where's Lydia?" I said trying to change the subject. "She had an emergency thing. But you didn't answer Scott's question." Shit. So close. "No Allison I think I can answer it for her. Her type is a hyperactive, mystery-loving benchwarmer who may or may not be prone to panic-attacks and is a little head-strong. Also he sometimes has a buzz-cut." Scott finished. "Descriptive much?" I laughed. "By the way please don't tell him I called him a benchwarmer." He said. "Hmmm, I don't know Scotty you don't make friends by keeping secrets." I joked. "Please Chris, don't tell him." He pleaded laughing. "Don't tell who what?" Stiles asked sitting down. "Oh he was just asking me not to tell Derek that he called him stupid." I said covering for Scott. Stiles scoffed. "Please it's true." We all just looked at him laughing. It was no secret Stiles didn't like Derek. "So where did you go anyway?" Scott asked him. "Just to help a friend." He answered. We all looked at each other. "What friend?" Allison asked. "Uh, Chris actually." I whipped my head around to him. "What do you mean?" I asked. "Well I may or may not have handled your Mike problem." He said with a smile. "And how did you do that might I ask?" Michael walked back into the cafeteria and Stiles scooted closer and threw his arm over my shoulder. "I may or may not have told him I was your boyfriend." He said still smiling. "What?" I asked. Scott and Allison died. Probably thinking about the conversation before Stiles sat down. "Yeah, just go with it. All of you. He's looking." We all started laughing like Stiles had said the funniest thing ever. I leaned my head on Stiles shoulder. It's a shame this is only pretend.

~Stiles' P.O.V.~

After I explained that I told Mike I was Chris's boyfriend. I didn't expect her to go with it. But sure enough she laid her head on my shoulder and laughed like I was the funniest thing to walk the planet. Weirdly enough it felt kind of... natural. It's probably just me though. But hey, I'm going to take what I can get. The bell rang and Scott, Chris and I got up to go to Class.

~Chris's P.O.V. (again)~

I was standing at Allison's locker talking to her about some of the places I've seen. "Wow, but why were you in Ohio of all places?" I shrugged. "We just were I guess." I opened my bag to get out my phone. "Oh my God, Chris. Why do you have a knife?" I put my hand over her mouth and looked around. "Listen it's a demon blade. I'm only telling you this cause I know you're a hunter. My uncles told me about your family." I explained. But before she could answer. Mike came up to me. "Damn babe. It's a shame you're with that Stiles joke. When you could be with a real man like me." He said flexing with one arm on the lockers between Allison and I. "Okay umm, Stiles isn't the joke you are and here's the punch line," I said motioning for him to move forward. As he did I kneed him where it counted. He hit the ground crying out in agony. I looked at Allison confused hoping she would get the message and thank God she did. "Shit that hurt." He looked up. "I like a girl that plays hard to get." I rolled my eyes as Stiles walked up. "Hey, uh, what's going on here?" He asked eyeing the scene in front of him. "Oh nothing babe I just finished telling Mike here a joke." I said smiling and taking his hand for extra measure.