Just Friends (part four) - Stiles Stilinski
Your knee was bouncing like crazy on the couch of your living room. Your nerves were eating at you like angry gnomes in the pit of your stomach.
“I’m sorry-” Stiles tried.
“No don’t” You shook your head, looking behind you to the kitchen where your mother currently was. She’d invited him inside, and Stiles didn’t have the time to say no before your mom ushered both of you into the house.
“y/n I know you didn’t want me to be here and if you don’t want me here then I don’t want to be here if I’m not wanted” You wanted to protest, but you just shook your head, and avoided his gaze.
After everything you’d literally gone through earlier that day, you thought that this wouldn’t happen. But here you were.
Then your mom came back out, smiling as she sat in a chair across from you. “So” She said cheerfully. “How long have you been together?”
“We’re just friends” You said, voice dangerously close to a mutter.
“Okay, well then how long have you been hanging out?” She asked.
“I don’t know” You lied with a shrug. Even though you knew it was a month and a day.
“Alright… are you going to let Stiles here talk?” Your mom asked, and you looked to your lap.
“Miss y/l/n, it was really nice meeting you, and I’d like to talk again, but my Dad’s been expecting me home for dinner, so I think I should head out” Stiles said while standing. You secretly sighed with relief.
“y/n can walk you to the door, we hope to see you again Stiles” Your mom said, and you just nodded, walking behind Stiles while your mother went back to the kitchen.
“y/n I’m sorry- I don’t want you to be mad at me” He said, a hand on your arm as you stood in the doorway.
“I’m not-” You glanced to the other room, seeing your Mom was in the kitchen, then whispered. “I’m not mad at you Stiles, okay? I’m just glad Jerry wasn’t around”
“So I can come by more?” Stiles asked hopefully, smiling a little bit. You bit your lip.
“I-I don’t know Stiles” You said with a head shake. “Can we talk about this another time?” Stiles got the hint that you were done with the conversation, which happened quickly with this topic. “Just.. just give me a few days and I promise we can talk about it again, okay?” He nodded.
“Can I hug you?” You giggled a little, and nodded your head. Stiles leaned forward, tugging on your arm and pulling you against his chest. Both of his long arms wrapped around your back. Your nose was pressed into the crook of his neck, arms laying on the front of his chest. Stiles set his chin on your head, and after a few seconds, you realized you were swaying back and forth. You let your eyes slip shut, just enjoying this that you have right here.
“Stiles” He hummed in response. “Thanks” And that was that. You pulled away, hands holding each other’s fore arms. Everything that you’d needed to tell him, came in that one word. He opened his mouth to speak again, but you heard the garage door in the back opening. Meaning Jerry was home.
“You have to go” You rushed, and he stuttered string of syllables you didn’t quite catch. “Now, please” You begged, opening the door, and you pushed him towards it.
“Please just please go I’ll call you and we can talk about whatever you want I’ll answer any questions just right now you have to go” He paused, sucking in his lips and nodding.
“Okay” He said, walking out the door. You were about to close it when he turned abruptly, taking your hand. Your eyes shot up to his, and for the five seconds you stared at him, you realized no one had eyes as beautiful as his. His hand squeezed yours, and then he let go. “We’ll talk later” He said, walking off to the Jeep. He got in quickly, and waved a little before driving off.
You stood at the door for a few extra moments, leaning on the frame and staring as his Jeep became a smaller and smaller dot. You breathed out heavily.
Why’d you miss him?
You had quickly ran up the steps, entering the room, and closing your door silently. You collapsed back on the bed, staring at the ceiling, fingers fumbling over your stomach. You fell asleep curled up on the mattress.
You woke up two hours later to an obnoxious vibration and the sound of ducks. Your eyes flickered open slowly, and you yawned as you grabbed your ringing phone. You glanced at the screen, but pretty much knew only one person would call you anyways.
“’ello?” You mumbled sleepily into the speaker.
“Hey sunshine, did I wake you up?” You shook your head, then realized her couldn’t see you, so you made an ‘nuh uh’ sound into the phone.
“What time is it?” You asked quietly.
“About eight thirty, why gotta be somewhere?”
“No, no just wondering” You said, and rolled over to be laying on your side, curled up slightly under the covers, your phone laying on your cheek.
“So… care to explain earlier?” You licked your lips.
“Yeah okay” You said softly. Stiles was patiently quiet, waiting for you to speak again. “Um, Jerry came home” You said plainly.
“Yeah, and what is it that’s so wrong with him?” He asked with a slight chuckle.
“He just uh… he gets drunk and asks dumb questions” You said. “I didn’t want to embarrass you”
“Please, I don’t know if there’s anything that could possibly embarrass me, I handled your mom right?”
“Yeah, I guess you’re right” You lied. If Jerry met Stiles, you didn’t know who he’d beat the crap out of first, you, or him.
“So… I can still pick you up for school tomorrow?” He asked.
“Yeah, yeah okay” You shrugged. “Just text me when you’re here, and I’ll just come outside to meet you” You told him.
“Alright, I can do that” Stiles said. “I’ll swing through Dunkin Donuts or Starbucks on the way, what’s your favorite doughnut?” He asked.
“Oh, I don’t know I probably like any kind”
“Probably? Doughnuts aren’t like any other food, they’re a gift from the Gods”
“I’m an atheist Stiles” You chuckled, and he laughed with you. You suddenly wished that you were there with him, hearing his laugh in person. It always seemed to warm you up, lighten the mood. But here, you just felt cold, and lonely.
“Alright, well should I be hanging up on you and letting you sleep?”
“Eh, we all know I’ll be up all night anyways” You said.
“So we can play games?” Stiles asked, a hopefulness in his voice, which made you smile.
“Yeah okay, what games?”
“Chutes and Ladders?” You rolled your eyes.
“Stiles” You scolded playfully. “What games can you even play over the phone?” You asked, rubbing the corner of your eye.
“Truth or Dare?” He offered. You thought for a moment.
“I think that’d just be truth or truth” You said. “But sure, if that won’t bore you”
“Yeah, sounds cool” He said. “So, miss y/n, truth or truth?”
“Hmm” You pretended to contemplate. “Truth” You answered with a giggle.
“My turn” You said. “Best memory?”
“Scott peeing on my sand castle in the first grade” You giggled. “If you could have any pet in the world, what would you want it to be?”
“A turtle” You said. “Not little, but big enough that I can carry them in both hands” You said. “I’d name him Jelly” Stiles laughed.
“How creative of you” He said. “Can I have a turtle too?”
“If I name it” You replied cheekily.
“Okay and what would you name it?” You thought for a moment about it.
“Alexander the Fourth” You replied after a few seconds of silence. Again, Stiles laugh erupted from the speaker. Your heart fluttered for an unknown reason.
You went on playing the game for another hour, your voice growing quieter as the night grew closer. Your mother and Jerry had come upstairs and retreated to their room just down the hall. You didn’t want to get into trouble for being on your phone, so you continued conversations in a whisper.
“Okay, goodnight y/n”
“Hm?” You jolted, not remembering the past few minutes.
“You fell asleep, I’m going to bed now”
“How long was I out?” You asked, checking your phone.
“I dunno.. ten minutes tops” Stiles said through a yawn. You held back your own.
“Okay” You said softly.
“Alright, well.. goodnight”
“Stiles wait-” But he’d already ended the call. You pulled your phone from your ear, looking at the screen as it faded for a moment, before showing you your home menu. “Goodnight” You sighed.
Maybe you’d talk to him later.
i’m so sorry i haven’t posted in a few days and i like to post at LEAST once a day… maybe i’ll write a quick little imagine to make up for that. also. WHERES MY STYDIA FANS BC THAT KISS(ES)!? DAMN! YES! words cannot describe how happy i feel. my skin is clear i’m smiling at strangers and i’m flirting with cute peeps. *high fives self* for once i’m thanking jeff davis. have a good night everyone
xoxo ~ jordie