I stared at my phone, not in complete shock or disbelief, but in the fact that Derek 1) had my number and 2) that he was the one telling me to come to a pack meeting. Usually Scott tells me to come to these things.
Derek: This is Derek, there's a pack meeting in about 30 minutes. Be here.
Me: Alright. How did you get my number?
Derek: Scott gave it to me.
Scott? I figured maybe Lydia, but why Scott? Lydia would so I would go fall madly in love with him not her, but Scott, he doesn't even like Derek.
I put on a hoodie over my Riverdale T-Shirt. God, Archie Andrews and Veronica Lodge... what I would give to just have a threesome with them... honestly what I would give to have sex with anyone.
I continued putting on my jeans and put on my normal gym shoes. I looked in the mirror, is this even presentable? I shook my head. I grabbed my phone to see it was 10 minutes till I had to be there. "FUCK!" I yelled. I ran out of my room and missed the first step. I slid down on my back the whole way down.
When I reached the bottom I stood up slow and hurt. I hopped over to my keys but they weren't there. "What the hell." I said out loud. When I heard a jingle by the Kitchen entrance.
"Looking for these?" My dad said. I reached out to grab them out of his hands. "Yes actually." He pulled them away and I stared at him. "What are you doing? Those are my keys..." I stated. He looked at me very seriously. "Well after I saw that you have a F in Math I think it's mine for a little while."
"DAD! Everyone is failing math! It's like the hardest subject!" I pouted. He laughed. "Where are you going anyways?" I told the truth, "I'm going to a pack meeting at Derek's house." My dad thought for a second.
"Well you're not grounded but I'm taking your car until you at least have a C, ok?" I nodded my head and hugged him goodbye.
As I stared to turn the door nob I turned my head, " can I jus-" he cut me off. "Go before I change my mind Stiles." I ran out the door.
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Play Date
FanfictionA teen wolf fanfic filled with Stiles and Derek smut and not the cute shit. The type of stuff that made us love them in the first place.