TRUSTED|Stiles Stilinski

12. Late night jokes

''Did it work? Did you remembered?'' Stiles asked Scott as I still sat on his lap and we drove away from the school.

''Yeah, I was there last night. And the blood, some of it was mine.'' Scott explained.

''So you did attack him.'' I told him but his eyes widened.

''No!'' Scott exclaimed. ''I saw some glowing eyes on the buss. But they weren't mine. There were Derek's.'' Scott exclaimed.

''What about the driver?'' Stiles asked.

''I think I was trying to protect him.'' Scott said. Something is not right about this.

''Wait, why Derek would help you remember that he attacked him?'' I asked them and they looked at me.

''That's what I don't get.'' Scott exclaimed.

''It has to be a pack thing.'' Stiles said and I rolled my eyes.

''What do you mean?'' Scott asked, confused.

''Like a werewolf thing, you know? Kill together.'' Stiles explained and I rolled my eyes again.

''Because ripping someone's throat is real bonding.'' I exclaimed and they looked at me.

''The point is! You didn't do it. Which means you're not a killer.'' Stiles said, changing the subject.

''And it also means-'' I started but Scott cut me off.

''I can go out with Alison.'' he said, grinning like an idiot.

''I was going to say, it means you won't kill us.'' I said rolling my eyes and he looked at me with wide eyes.

''Oh, yeah...that too.'' Scott said and I let out a sigh.

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''Don't be nervous, ok?'' I asked Scott as I fixed his jacket just before he got out of the house. ''The girl is in to you.'' I added and he nodded before taking a breath.

''Ok I'm ready.'' he said and let the the breath out. ''Are you sure you don't want to come? I don't like to leave you here all alone, since mom isn't here.'' he said and I shook my head giving him a smile.

''Don't worry about me! Just go have fun!'' I exclaimed and pushed him out of the door. He turned to me and gave me a smile.

''Ok, ok, see you tomorrow.'' he said with a chuckle and got in the car. I closed the door and walked to the kitchen before taking a pizza in the microwave. Suddenly the door bell rang and my smile reached my ears. I quickly went to the door and opened it, revealing a very smily Stiles.

''Come in, pizza is almost ready.'' I said and let him walk inside before closing the door behind him.

''I brought beers.'' he said and showed me a bag with a big smile. We walked to the kitchen and he placed the beers on the counter before taking a sit on the stool. ''How was he when he left?'' he asked me, about Scott.

''Totally nervous. He was smiling like an idiot.'' I said as I took the pizza out of the microwave and placed it in front of us before taking a sit on a stool across from him.

''Yeah, I thought so.'' he said and we chuckled. The chuckling soon faded and we stared at each other with just a small smile.

''So... are we going to get drunk or what?'' I exclaimed with a laugh and he laughed along with me before grabbing a beer.

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A couple of hours have passed and we were currently in my room jumping on my bed with very loud music. We were laughing and jumping, already a little drunk while empty cans of beer were around my room long with an empty box of pizza. ''Emma!'' Stiles yelled over the music and I looked at him, without stopping to jumo as him.

''What?'' I yelled back copying his smile

''I- I...'' he started and then his jumping slowed down. Mine did too. He sighed and then looked inside my eyes as we both breathed heavily. He placed his hand on my cheek and my heart raced. ''I wanted to tell you for so long. I'm so pathetic.'' he said and I shook my head.

''You're not pathetic.'' I said and then brust out laughing. He looked at me confused and laughed too.

''What?'' he asked as we laughed.

''It's hard to get you in serious when you're wearing  Scott's pants on your head.'' I breathed out before chuckling. Didn't I mentioned this?

''Ok, ok fine.'' he said and we continued to laugh. ''Good point.'' he added and we continued jumping on the bed and screaming before finishing our beer.

''WHAT THE HELL IS GOING ON HERE?!'' I heard my mother scream and I jumped up with a scream before wrapping my arms around Stiles. He did the same but lost his balance and we fell on the bed and then on the floor. We bothed groaned in pain as I landed on top of him. 

''What the hell is this?'' my mom asked again as Stiles and I slowly stood up leaning on each other for support.

''Hey mom!'' I yelled with a smile. ''I thought you had a night shift.'' I exclaimed and she looked at me judging me.

''Not today.'' she said.

''Well.'' Stiles said with a sigh and a smile. ''I should be going now.'' he continued and walked towards the door, loosing his balance a few times. I couldn't help but chuckle at him.

''Call me!'' I yelled at him and he turned to me and winked. Once he was out my mom came to me and looked inside my eyes.

''What is this? Scott is out when there's a curfew and you're drunk with Stiles and dancing on loud music at two in the morning.'' she exclaimed.

''Scott's not here yet?'' I asked and suddenly I heard some very familiar screams. Mom and I looked at each other with wide eyes and then quickly ran to the sorse of the screaming, which was Scott's room. 

''Jesus! Does any of you play baseball?'' Stiles shouted as he sat on Scott's bed while he had a bat in his hand and breathed heavily. Probably Stiles tried to get out of the window and Scott came and and got scared.

''Are you out of your minds?'' our mother screamed and we all looked at her. She turned to Scott with a very angry look. ''Can you please tell your friend to use the front door?'' she asked Scott.

''But it's locked, he wouldn't be able to leave.'' I said with a chuckle and Stiles joined me. Mom rolled her eyes.

''Are you drunk?'' Scott stared at me and Stiles.

''Do you even care about the curfew?'' mom asked Scott. ''No, you know what?'' she said and sighed before taking the bat from Scott's hand. ''That's enough parenting for me tonight.'' she continued and walked out of the room. ''Goodnight.'' she added and headed to her room.

When she left Stiles and  I looked at each other before started laughing again like maniacs. I walked to him and thought I might die from laughter. I placed my hand on his shoulder and leaned against him as we continued to laugh. Scott sighed and sat on his desk chair.

''I thought you were leaving.'' I told Stiles between laughs.

''I was but my dad called me.'' Stiles said and we both sat on the bed, our laughter fading. ''He left from the hospital.'' he continued. ''It's the driver. He said he succumbed to his wounds.'' Stiles said and the smile left my face.

''Succumbed?'' Scott asked not really getting it.

''He's dead, Scott.'' I said and he looked at me. After staring at me for a few seconds he quickly got up and turned around. ''Where are you going?'' I asked worried.

''Don't wait for me.'' he yelled as he walked downstairs. I rolled my eyes and then placed my hand on my head, sighing.

''Are you ok?'' Stiles asked, looking at me. I looked at him and gave him a weak smile and a nod.

''Yeah, it's just my head.'' I explained and he nodded before standing up.

''I should better get going. Good night.'' he said as we made our way out of Scott's room. I nodded and leaned against the wall as he walked to the stairs.

''Good night, Stiles.'' I said sweetly and he gave me a smile before dissapearing downstairs.