Say You Like Me || Stiles Stilinski (BEING EDITED)

Chapter Five

Felicity P.O.V

"So, who has Derek exactly?" Lydia asked from her spot in the jeep, in the back with Allison and me.

"The twins." I spoke bitterly, I really hate them.

"Hey, we'll find him. You have nothing to worry about." Scott reassured me, sitting in the passenger seat.

"Where are they all?" Allison asked.

"In some demented, worn-down building." Stiles answered.

"Yeah but, where is this building?" Lydia asked.

"About five minutes away." Stiles spoke up. "Felicity, what exactly do you know about that Connor guy?"

"Well, he was a druid. Until he died.... then resurrecting by becoming a kitsune."

"That is all kinds of messed up."

"Really?" I asked sarcastically.

I saw Stiles roll his eyes, making me smirk.

"Can we all agree on something?" I asked no one in general.

"Yeah." They all agreed.

"No matter what I am... we all stay friends?"

"Fel, why would we treat you any differently?" Allison asked, putting a hand on my arm.

"I don't know... what if the twins end up being my brothers? Or something?"

"Felicity, the important thing is.... is that you don't change when you find out." Stiles commented.

That sounded really confusing, but I know what he means. Stiles is right. No matter who my actual birth family is... is that I remain the person I was yesterday and the person I am today.

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"Show time." Stiles said, putting the jeep in park.

I looked out the window to my right. Stiles wasn't kidding, it really is a demented building.

Everyone piled out of the jeep, spotting Stuart pull up behind us. He took his helmet off, adjusting his glasses. I smiled at him and walked over, just as he hopped off of his bike. He smiled nervously at me, probably from our almost kiss.

"I didn't know you had a bike."

"i don't like to brag." He smirked.

"Listen, about the other day-"

"Don't worry about it... we were just.. caught up in the moment. I know you like my brother and that is totally fine with me."

I let out a laugh. "Does everyone want us to be together?" I asked, more to myself.

"Yep." Lydia spoke up from behind me.

I turned around and glared at her, also making sure no one else was listening to this conversation. "We better get going."

Everyone agreed and we walked up to the building, that was about four feet away. Every step I took, the weaker my feet became. To say I was nervous was an understatement. I took glances at everyone, as they walked ahead of me. Stiles had his baseball bat, which I have no idea how that will actually help. Allison had her bow and arrows. Scott, Stuart, and I are werewolves. Lydia has her scream thing but... I'm not so sure that will come of any use to us either.

Scott was the first to the door, opening it, and walking in. Stiles was the next one in. Then Allison, Lydia, Stuart, and me. The room had dim lighting, the only source coming from the windows. It was completely empty, no furniture, no people, nothing.