Breaking The Rules For Isaac Lahey

Chapter 20

Friday 28th March

It’s almost been a week since we lost Cassidy and I’m really starting to freak out, especially considering the full moon is in a WEEK. A freaking week. If this girl couldn’t control herself normally, I sure as hell don’t want to see her on a full moon.

All this Siren business has been really stressing me out, and I haven’t been able to focus. I didn’t even notice until Chloe changed lab partners that none of my old friends were talking to me, I should be sad but I’m not, I’m not even really annoyed at them but having one more little extra thing on my mind was not helping so when the bell went to signal the end of school I breathed a sigh of relief.

I climbed into Isaac’s car and we left to go back to mine, we were having a movie night and sleepover. Honestly both of us really needed something to help us chill and clam down, and what better than crappy movies and making-out?

I heard my phone buzz in my pocket so I pulled it out.

Stiles: hey u busy? I feel like we haven’t hung out in ages, especially with this whole Cassidy thing. I wanted to keep u company I get how this must be hard x

Me: Thanks Stiles but I’m having a movie night with Isaac tonight. Did you wanna catch up on Sunday? X

Stiles: Sounds good to me, how about we go see a movie? Oh and use protection ;)

Me: Stiles Stilinski!

We get into the house and, yet again, make grilled cheese. I think it was becoming a tradition of sorts. After much convincing Isaac agreed on watching ‘Mean Girls’ so we snuggled up on the couch and put it on. For the second time my phone buzzed, if this is Stiles with another ‘use protection’ text, I’ll kill him.

Mom: hun I won’t be home till later tonight so u and Isaac have the house on your own till late. I’m actually at Rachel’s having dinner, see you later and be careful.

Me: will do Mom, have fun x

We finished the movie, surprisingly with minimal make-out breaks. I think Isaac was too into it to stop watching it.

“Told you that you’d like it.”, I teased.

“Oh shut up you.”, he mutters.

“Make me.”, I say right before he bends down and presses his lips to mine. He gently pushes me against the kitchen counter before picking me up and sitting me on it, standing between my legs to get closer to me.

The kiss is slow for a while, both of us taking our time exploring each other’s mouths. But when it starts to heat up my hands slip up the front of his shirt and he pulls away,

“What’s wrong?”, I ask concerned.

“Oh, nothing’s wrong, nothing at all.”, he says smiling. He takes my hands out from under his shirt and then takes the shirt off all together.

“Better?”, he asks as he crashes his mouth back to mine and we pick up where we left off. My hands roam around his torso, feeling his abs and back muscles much easier now that there’s no shirt in the way. He pulls away again and smiles at me, I give him a confused look and he just mutters something out me getting on his back before he turns around.

I climb onto his back and he laughs then he starts walking up the stairs into my bedroom. I giggle as he places me onto my bed and falls onto it.

“Okay, as much as I seriously don’t want to do this, I have to.”, he says looking down at my bed.

“What do you mean? What are you doing?”, I ask him confused. I was expecting us to just pick up from where we left off in the kitchen.

“I just need to clarify something that’s all. Just I meant it when I said I wasn’t going to force you to do anything, and I’m letting you know now that I don’t want to have sex with you until you’re at least legal.”

“Really?”

“Yeah, I’m not that kind of guy. I want to just take that slowly and wait, is that… okay with you?”, he asks cautiously.

“Ye-Yeah of course, I’m actually so super glad that you did this rather than me having to.”, I laugh nervously.

“Okay well good, now that I got that out of the way-“, he puts his body over mine and presses his lips to mine.

We lay on my bed cuddling and I wonder how the hell I ended up with such a perfect guy, or more to the point how I ended up with Isaac Lahey. I mean he’s three years older than me, an amazing lacrosse player, really freaking hot and he wants to wait before we seal the deal. Perfection.

“Why do you like me?”, I ask him.

“What do you mean?”

“Well I dunno, I was just thinking. There’s a variety of girls in your year who are prettier and better than me.”, I explain looking up to him.

“Liz, let me tell you, you are the most amazing girl I have ever met. You’re stunning, smart, funny and just the right level of sarcasm. And also, you accepted me, when I thought no one ever would. That first night that we had dinner at mine and went to the park? I swear I instantly fell for you, and I don’t give a shit if you’re a bit younger than me.”, He pauses and presses a light kiss on my lips, “Liz, you’re the one I want to be with and… I love you.”

HOLY SHIT.