TOGETHER ☾ stiles stilinski

1.6, co-captain

season 1, chapter 6 : co-captain

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"Get me what I want, McCall."

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I hear the sound of a car horn outside my house, making me groan again. When will these boys learn to call me before my parents start getting annoyed? I make my way outside, hopping into the back of the jeep.

"Is your leg okay now?" Stiles questions, concerned for me.

"It's healing." I reply, smiling at the fact he remembered. "Let's just go do whatever you've brought me out for."

"We're trying to get Jackson away from Mr Argent." Scott informs.

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The three of us finally come to a stop, pulling up beside Jackson and his expensive ass car as we spot him talking to Mr Argent.

"Hey, Jackson." Scott greets through the jeep window. "Everything alright?"

"Your friend is having some car troubles, Scott." Mr Argent says. "We're just taking a look."

I lean forwards, resting my arms on the two front seats as I look through the window and over at Jackson. "Wanna ride?"

Jackson glances at us, hesitating before slowly making his way over to the jeep. However, he pauses at the sound of his car engine behind him. Mr Argent steps back from the Porsche, looking smug. The adult takes one last look at all of us before getting inside his car and driving away. The two boys quickly clamber out of the car, making me groan before following them out.

Jackson scoffs. "What, are you following me now?"

"You freaking idiot, you almost gave everything away!" Scott exclaims.

"What are you talking about?" Jackson questions.

"He thinks you're the second beta! He thinks you're me!" Scott explains, his voice raising slightly.

Scott spins around and smacks the palm of his hand on the jeep with annoyance before turning back around to Jackson.

"Dude, my jeep!" Stiles comments, shifting slightly in his position.

"I have to keep an eye on you so he doesn't kill you!" Scott continues, ignoring Stiles' comment.

"This is your problem, not mine." Jackson huffs. "This is your fault."

Jackson steps forwards and pushes Scott against the blue jeep harshly, causing Stiles to tense up beside me again.

"Alright, step away from the jeep." I speak up.

I cautiously push the two boys forwards so that they're no longer near the jeep, knowing that Stiles will get annoyed if they hit the jeep again.

"Get me what I want, McCall." Jackson snarls. "I can protect myself once you do."

"It makes things worse, trust me." Scott mumbles, shaking his head.

"You can hear anything, smell anything, run faster than anyone!" Jackson states.

"It ruins your life!" Scott exclaims, stepping forwards towards the blonde boy.

"No, it ruined your life." Jackson fires back, letting out a sinister laugh.

Jackson walks away, climbing into his car and driving off just like Mr Argent did.

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I sit in my room, cleaning up all the mess as I clear my mind with music. The sound of a phone ringing is heard so I stop the music and answer the call.

"Hey, whats up?" I say down the phone.

"Hey, Y/n. I'm going to be outside your house in 5." Stiles informs.

"What? Why?" I question.

"Peter is taking Melissa on a date and is apparently going to bite her so he's making us stop him." Stiles answers.

"Why can't he?" I question again.

"It'll be too obvious because he's tried to talk her out of it already." Stiles explains.

I open my mouth to talk but the phone call ends as I hear the sound of a faint engine outside. I head outside and hop into the jeep like I always do. The two of us drive and eventually end up following Melissa's car. They're parked on the side of the road and I notice Stiles grip the wheel tighter.

"Switch places with me." I say, unbuckling my seatbelt.

"What? Now?!" Stiles asks in disbelief, glancing between me and the road.

"Trust me, Stiles." I reply.

Stiles sighs then unbuckles his seatbelt as well. He places his hands on my waist and helps me over to his side before sliding out from underneath my body and sitting in the passengers seat. I press on the gas pedal and drive forwards, hitting Melissa's car. Stiles and I jolt in our seats at the impact then watch the two adults exit the car with angry looks plastered across their faces. I get out of the car and make my way over to them with Stiles right beside me.

"Are you kidding me?!" Melissa yells. "Stiles!"

"I-It's wasn't Stiles, it was me." I stutter, making sure I get the full blame.

"What? Y/n?" Melissa says in confusion.

"I asked Stiles to give me a driving lesson and begged him to take it to the actual roads." I explain. "Which was a bad idea, I know."

"We should call the cops or something and make that accident report thing, you know?" Stiles suggests, stepping closer to me.

"No, no, it's okay." Melissa replies with a sigh. "Stiles, just make sure Y/n is more careful next time."

Stiles nods but I zone out of their conversation as I watch Peter mumble to himself and Scott crouching down behind a nearby car. He gives me a quick thumbs up with a smile so I quickly shoot him a smile back, turning back to Melissa and making sure she doesn't notice her son.

"You two should get going now, we'll be okay." Melissa says.

Stiles and I nod at the curly haired woman then head back into his jeep and begin to drive, Stiles driving once again.

"Thanks." Stiles says, glancing at me.

"You're welcome." I begin. "It's easier than having to explain why you randomly hit her car."

Stiles nods then I lean my head against the window of the jeep, my eyes growing heavy until I eventually fall asleep.