Party Favor ‣ Stiles Stilinski

Ten

When Carmen opened her eyes panic instantly flooded her sober mind. She immediately began to mentally freak out, especially when she looked to her right to see Stiles sleeping peacefully. What have I done, was all she could think. She ran her hands through her knotted hair in distress and in thought. She felt guilty for making him get involved in her messy life and take her in when she had nowhere else to go.

She watched him as he peacefully slept, a few soft snores passing his lips making her giggle in amusement. He opened his eyes, the sound of her soft laughter waking him up.

"Rise and shine," She smirked sitting upright in the bed.

His eyes instantly went wide, momentarily forgetting the events which occurred last night which resulted in a drunk and high Carmen crying herself to sleep in his arms. "Oh uh, yeah morning."

"Uh- how are you doing?" Stiles questioned also sitting up.

"Never felt better," She smirked. Stiles frowned noticing that once again she had locked her emotional mind up.

"You don't have to lie to me," Stiles softly said to her.

She pursed her lips and gave a tight smile. "I don't have to do anything. It's what I choose to do. And what I choose to do is forget about last night."

Stiles' face fell in dismay.

"But, what I won't forget is you. The care you showed to me. You didn't have to do any of that. So...thanks," Carmen muttered, clearing her throat. It wasn't in her nature to be so... sappy.

"Hey, anytime you need a place to crash you can come to me, ok? I mean it." Stiles strongly told her, making her smile.

"I'll hold you to that promise Stilinski," She smirked.

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The two teens exited Stiles' blue jeep and many students stared at them as they walked together towards the school.

"Ah, I can already hear the rumours spreading," Carmen smiled sarcastically. "Congratulations Stilinski, according to the student body you have 'officially' slept with Carmen Beckett."

"You hear all the rumours about you?" Stiles' questioned.

She let out a laugh. "Contrary to popular belief I am not deaf. I love hearing what I get up to every night. Sometimes I surprise myself when I find out that I streaked across a retirement village's lawn in my eventful night," She smirked in amusement.

"What an interesting life you lead," Stiles sarcastically commented.

"Interesting indeed. I'll see you around Stilinski," She smirked and began to turn away, but before she could get too far she heard his voice calling out to her.

"Wait! So I -uh I thought of a way you could thank me," Stiles called out.

Carmen turned back to him and raised her eyebrows. "Reconsidered the blow job?"

Stiles' eyes widened and his cheeks flushed. "What no! The uh the formal is coming up and it's ok if you don't want to I completely understand cause you could get literally any guy in the school to take you - even Scott since you uh- Yeah so I was wondering-"

"If I wanted to go with you?" She said cutting him off.

"I knew it was stupid. Just ignored everything I just said I knew you wouldn't want to, they're not even your thing," Stiles rambled.

"Stiles, for the love of God stop your rambling before you embarrass yourself. You're right, it was stupid of you to ask and they're so not my thing," She started to say and his face fell with dismay. "But-" She began once more and his face lit up slightly, "As a 'token of my gratitude', as you once put it, of course, I'll go with you."