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

Chapter Six

Felicity P.O.V

"Scott please!" I whined, walking after him in the hallway.

"Sorry, but I don't think this is the right time yet." Scott argued, stopping at his own locker and opening it.

"We found Derek and he is alive! We've got that taken care of! Tell me!" I leaned against the locker next to Scott's.

"Not until you and Stiles make-up."

"What?" Stiles asked, approaching us.

"Stiles! My home slice! How're you doing!" I exclaimed, holding my hand up for a high-five.

Stiles looked at my hand, then at me, like I was some sort-of alien species.

"Nice try Felicity." Scott commented, closing his locker to face the two of us.

"Well, you probably would have bought it if he didn't look at my hand like it was a dead ewok!" I defended, gesturing to Stiles.

"What the hell is an ewok?"

"You don't know what an ewok is?" Me and Stiles asked Scott in sync, making us look at each other in shock.

"Just get together all ready!" Scott groaned, walking away from the two of us.

"I didn't know you were a Star Wars fan..." Stiles said.

"Yeah. Well, there's a lot of things you don't know about me."

Then, with that, I walked away.

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I smiled, spotting Allison and Lydia speaking by the latter's locker.

"Hey guys." I greeted, standing beside Allison.

They both smiled. "Hey."

"Are you friends with Stiles yet?" Allison asked.

I rolled my eyes. "I don't know."

"How can you not know?" Lydia asked.

"Felicity!" Stuart called from behind me.

I turned around to see him standing a few feet away. Once we made eye-contact, he smiled and began to advance towards me.

"Be right back." I told the girls, before walking and meeting Stuart half way. "Hi."

"Hey. Your cheek looks great, can't even see the bruise."

"It's called make up." I laughed, making him laugh along. "So, What's up?"

"I um, actually wanted to ask you if... you maybe wanted to go out?"

I froze. What about Stiles? I like Stiles. I like Stuart too, but as a friend. Who says that we are going out as a couple anyways? I better answer him before he gets upset.

"Yeah... I'd love to."

He smiled. "Sweet. Uh, how about we just go see a movie, or something after school?"

"Can't wait. Meet me at my locker, once school's done?"

"I'll see you then." He smiled even bigger.

I smiled as well. "Alright. Bye."

"Bye."

He turned around and walked away.

Oh boy, Allison and Lydia will bug me about this.

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"Excuse me, Mr. Harris?" The principal's secretary walked in, interrupting Mr. Harris's teaching.

"Yes?" He looked a little annoyed.

"There's someone here for a-" She looked down at a piece of paper. "-Felicity Hale?" She looked back up, her eyes scanning the room.

Everyone's eyes shot over to me, making me feel uncomfortable. I stood up from my seat, next to Stuart. "That's me."

She smiled, making some of my nerves settle. "Alright. Someone is here to see you."

I nodded, before grabbing my book and bookbag, and walking over to the door.

"This isn't bad? Is it?" I asked, following the secretary down the hallway.

"I don't think so. This man seemed pretty excited when he asked for you."

He? Could this be my birth father?

My question was answered, when we walked into the front office.

"Grandpa?"

"Hello, Felicity." The older man answered, smiling wide, bringing tears to my eyes.

"I'm assuming you want to take her out for the day?" The secretary asked, walking behind her desk.

My grandpa nodded, the smile not leaving his face for one second.

"I'll just put you down as absent." She smiled.

"Thank you." I smiled.

I followed my grandfather out the door, and the second it closed, I pulled him into a big hug. "I thought you were gone."

We pulled away, a few tears falling down my cheeks. "I'm okay. I thought you were gone." I laughed a little. He smiled. "Let's get out of here. Spend some time together."

We walked out of the front door and I followed him to a black chevy impala.

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"Where are we?" I asked, as we pulled up to a house or, well, what used to be a house. It looked like shit.

"Felicity... I truly am sorry about this dear.."

I looked over at him questioningly, but my eyes widened when I saw him holding, what looked like a needle. He should know that I hate needles. I quickly grabbed my bag and tried to open the car door, but it was locked. "Grandpa? What the hell?"

"It's for the best." He answered.

"What-"

I felt the needle pierce into my skin, making me immediately feel weaker.

"Gran-...-pa. Why..are you do-...-ing this? Sti-...." Was all I was able to say before being swallowed into a black abyss.

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Wow! Sort of cliffhangar! HAHA.

Wow, I'm mean.

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