Song of this chapter: If you Want Love- NF
"If you want love you're going to have to learn how to change."
Hopes P.O.V:
"Wait so what happened?" Stiles says, chewing on the end of his pen.
"Alisson caught me and Scott almost kiss." I say for the third time.
"Wow I didn't think you were like that Hope."
"I'm not! It just happened. I guess." I say, standing up heading towards the refrigerator.
"It just happened? So your not saying you didn't secretly like Scott whilst you were with Derek or whatever."
I freeze. "How do you know about that?"
"Oh your full moon talk kinda spilled that secret." He says, but he doesn't seem bothered.
"Oh." I say trying to change the subject.
"I feel like an ass."
"You are an ass." He says.
"Haha very funny. I didn't mean to do it, it just happened." I say, pulling a can of soda from the fridge.
"You have to apologise."
"Well no shit." I say whacking him over the head with a pillow.
"Ow! I was just being helpful." He says touching the bit of his head I whacked the hardest.
"She probably doesn't even want to see me." I groan taking a sip of the soda.
"Bake her a cake." He says.
"How's that supposed to help?"
"I don't know. I'm just in the mood for cake." He spits a bit of the plastic from the pen out of his mouth.
"Stop chewing on that!" I say.
He rolls his eyes. "Look if it was really an accident, she'll forgive you."
I nod. "I hope."
...
"There." I say.
Stiles comes down the stairs, and I can hear his stomach rumbling.
"What smells so good?" He says.
"Well I took up your idea, and made a cake." I say proudly.
"Sorry." He reads from the cake. It was a red velvet cake, with white icing reading "sorry."
"Yeah I thought it would be easi- Hey! Stiles it's not for you!" I scream, stopping him from licking the icing off.
"How come I never got a cake?" He says.
"Because your my brother." I say, whilst wrapping the cake up.
"You wanna take my jeep?"
"You mean our jeep? I was gonna take it anyways." I say, picking up the cake.
He rolls his eyes. "Here." He then hands me over the keys.
"Thanks." I take the keys, and head to the front door.
"Um stiles could you open the front door for me?" I say.
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Hope Mikaelson
Misteri / ThrillerHope Mikaelson, or more commonly known as Hope Stillinski now was sent away from New Orleans when she was a baby. A decision her birth parents were forced to do, because of a threat that could of changed her life forever. 17 years later, when the th...
