That's Just My Stiles (Stiles x Male Reader)

12: Whats a Stiles?

Stiles could not shut up about the FBI Acadamy and the whole trip to DC. It's been a whole 2 weeks since the trip but that doesn't stop him. The only thing he is more interested in than DC is these strange cowboy men things. No idea why they are here, but I'm sure we will find out soon enough. Chris and Deaton have not had much luck and we haven't heard anything from the Hales yet. I'm sure they will be in touch soon. You can't focus on the Cowboys right now anyway, it's Scott and Stiles' last ever Lacrosse game at Beacon Hills High. GO CYCLONES!

The game was going bad as per usual, Coach constantly making his funny unhelpful comments at the team. You look over to Stiles, who is still sitting on the bench. He turns round to look at you and you both smile. You are sitting next to Lydia who brought Rachel along. Someone gets injured. Stiles is going to play during the last match. Well, try to play that is. He looks so happy being on the field with Scott for the last time. I feel bad to break up the brotherly bond they have if we do move away in a few months. You, Lydia and Rachel cheer them on, acting like your the cheerleaders. The game ended with a win for Beacon Hills High. Everyone is feeling elated, nothing could kill this buzz. You stay talking to Lydia, Rachel and Noah while Stiles and Scott get changed. This final day at high school is one for the memory book. Lydia takes a group selfie before everyone leaves. 

"What a game! you did so well out there, honestly so proud" you say to Stiles during the short walk to the Jeep. 

"Thanks, Cap, they couldn't have won if it wasn't for skinny defenceless Stiles." He said with a laugh. You both get into the Jeep just as the ground shook. "Hell, looks like that storm is back we better get ho...wait what is that y/n?" you look around but can't see anything. 

"What is what? I can't see anything? Stiles, you are not making any sense." 

"I think they are coming for me y/n"

"Who?" 

"The queen, who do you think, the Ghost Riders, I'm the only one that can see them." 

"No, they can't take you!"

"Don't forget me y/n, keep me in your mind, and remember that I love you, Cap." 

"I...I Love you too Batman" you reply as he disappears from the car. 

...

Why the fuck are you sitting in some random car in the school car park. You get out of the blue car and head home. You arrive home with a massive headache and a feeling like you have left something back at school. "Hey son, how was the game? did the team win? how did Scott and Liam do?" 

"Erm yeah, it was a great game, Scott did well as per usual and Liam was okay, could have done better but aye what can you do." 

"Well, I'm glad to hear. I've taken Georgey out already so you don't need to. I've got the late shift tonight, so I'll be off to work soon." 

"Oh thank god, I've got a massive headache don't think I could have gone back out. Have a good night at work, stay safe, love you."

"Take some Paracetamol before you go to bed, and I'm always safe. Love ya too son." You smile and make your way upstairs to get changed. You look at your phone to see a text from Lydia. 'Hey y/n, wanna come shopping with me tomorrow, the storm has Rachel freaked out so she can't go any more' you reply with a yes before hitting the hay and falling asleep, wrapped up with George. 

...

A month of the summer has already passed. The storms don't seem to be slowing down, so Rachel is still homebound. You and Lydia have been going round to the loft non-stop to keep her company. Everything was going to plan, you got accepted at your chosen college. The Pack are fully immersed in this Ghost Rider mystery. They are demons that take people and erase them from the world. So strange, how can you just forget someone? Since you left school a month earlier than the rest you had offered to help out in, mainly in the Library, that place was so unorganised. You and Scott seem to be getting closer too, he is also volunteering at the school, helping Coach with the Lacrosse lot. You are going over to the loft tonight with Lydia while Derek is out chasing this Ghost Rider thing. 

Scott drops you off at the loft on his motorcycle, and you head straight up as if you live there. "Hey, bitches i'm homeeeeee" you shout as you slide open the rustic door. Rachel who is sitting on the couch laughs and welcomes you. You then head over to the kitchen area when Lydia arrives to make some drinks. "Rachel, you have such a weird designing style" you point out.

"Oh, why? what's wrong with my style aye?" She said trying to be serious but then laughing at the end. 

"Nothing is wrong with it, it's just weird, idk, don't listen to me I have no sense of style what so ever" 

"We know you don't" Lydia added sipping her coffee. The night continues with a binge-watching session of The Vampire Diaries and a takeaway. You and Lydia head home around ten-ish one because Derek was going to be back soon and two because you promised Laura you would help out at the library again. You went to bed with that word stuck in your head. "Style" why is that word so important? Guess we will never know...

It's back to life, as usual, this morning. You wake up an hour before your alarm clock and decide to take George out for a walk. While on your walk to bump into Danny on his morning run. Over the past month, youse have been getting quite close. You use to sit next to him in English class but then you danced into him at a club a few weeks ago and it hit off. You stay talking to him as his run turns into a walk with you and Geroge. "So, I was thinking of going to the club on Saturday, do you want to join?" He asks. 

"I don't think I have anything planned for Saturday, I'll double check with Lydia and let you know? I need a good dance!" 

He smiles before replying "me too, yeah let me know, I'll pay for the entry and the first round"

"ohh you know how to convince me" you reply with a chuckle. The conversation continues until you make your way back home. He leans in for a kiss and so do you. The kiss was long, felt so good at the time, but once you got home, it felt strange, like you have betrayed someone. Well, you ain't in no relationship so y'all can make-out with whomever you want. You shower and change before leaving for Beacon Hills High. 

The day was long, you kept looking out the window at that old blue car which has not moved in forever. Teenagers are really the worst, they just chuck books everywhere, no wonder they need help organising. At lunch, you and Scott sit next to each other and you tell him about the kiss with Danny. he said he 'saw it coming' well I bloody didn't. Scott has become like a brother to you this past month. I guess you have been spending a lot of time with him in and outside of school. As the day comes to an end at half 4 you decide to give Rachel a call as you are going round to the loft soon. "Hey, Rachel, how you feeling today? Managed to leave the loft?"

"Hi, y/n, still not feeling 100%, but I've made it out. I'm not far from the school I'll come to meet you. " the conversation goes on as you walk through the empty school and into the parking lot. 

"YES!  I knew you could do it! and yeah sure I'm done here now. Anyway, I was looking at my keys and there is this random one on it, did you give me one for the loft?" 

"Err...No I don't think so. What does it look like?" You get the keys out dropping on the floor right in front of Deputy Parish. He picks them up staring at the weird key.

"It, kind of looks like a very old car key, but I'm not too sure, to be honest." 

Parrish adds "It is an old car key. Is this your car sir? Its been here for over a month now, you need to remove it, we are about to tow it away." 

"Sorry Rachel, give me two secs, Deputy thinks this blue thing is mine."

"I Don't think so, Parrish." He still has the key and places it in the lock and opens the vehicle. You stand there in shock. 

"Wait, what that cant be."

"Sir please move your vehicle from the premises," Parrish said firmly. You nod and get in the car chucking the phone down on the passenger seat on loudspeaker.  You put the key into the ignition and try to start it up. It failed the first two times, letting out some terrible familiar noises. third time is the charm, the car starts and you freeze. STILES...