Teen Wolf: Sterik Love Story!
Chapter 1
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WARNING – This story may contain sexual and explicit content. Not suitable for young viewers.
"Do you have to leave", asked Stiles?
"Yes, I don't want to but you know I have to", replied Derek, who was holding Stiles in his arms.
"I wish you could really tell me why you have to leave", said Stiles.
"Me to", replied Derek, who's voice became wobbly.
"I know it's tough, not being able to tell people, especially Scott", quietly said Derek.
"I just hate lying to him", replied Stiles, who rolled, and was now face to face with Derek.
"I know", said Derek, who could see the pain in Stile's eyes.
"You know I love you right", said Derek.
"You do", replied Stiles, who was surprised and taken off guard.
"Yeah, I do", chuckled Derek, who kissed Stiles on the forehead.
"Oh, and you look really cute when you're surprised", said Derek.
"Oh shut up", blushed Stiles.
Derek didn't say anything but smiled.
"Are you not cold with the window open", asked Derek?
"Not really, I am lying next to my very one human radiator, but I could do with some more covers though ", replied Stiles.
Derek threw some covers on Stiles, and wrapped one over his stomach and his underneath his hip and covered his chest and held him tightly.
"Thanks", said Stiles.
"No worries", replied Derek.
"Will I need to sneak out again in the morning", asked Derek?
"No, Dad's out of town for a few days, so need to worry", replied Stiles.
"Thank god, I hate sneaking out before you get up", replied Derek.
"Me too, but I don't want to get caught", sadly repled Stiles.
"There's that, and you look adorable when you wake up", replied Derek.
Stiles didn't reply but squeezed Derek's hand.
"Best get some sleep, you've got school tomorrow", said Derek.
"Eugh, don't remind me, I wish I could blow school of", replied Stiles.
"Me to, but it's not worth it", replied Derek.
"Yeah you're right", replied Stiles.
"Night", said Stiles.
"Night", replied Derek, kissing Stiles on the neck.
Stiles fell asleep pretty quickly, while Derek, had trouble couldn't sleep.
Keeping his relationship with Stiles a secret, Derek could see that the keeping it a secret and not being honest with who is, is starting to trouble Stiles.
Derek couldn't help but think of what his father use to say to him as a kid,
"Sometimes, we must hurt the ones we love to protect them",
Derek started to think that it wasn't fair on Stiles to suffer for this.
But he knew that if he told him the truth now, it would complicate things, which he didn't want.
After spending a good hour or two thinking things through, Derek finally fell asleep.
A few hours had passed, when Derek was abruptly woken by the slam of the front door and someone shouting out a name.
"Stiles, are you awake", shouted Sheriff Stilinski
No one replied.
"Stile", shout Sheriff Stilinski
Sheriff Stilinski placed his work gear on the floor and started to head up stairs, while Derek, was trying wake up Stiles.
"Stile, wake up", whispered Derek.
Stiles didn't budge or make a sound.
"Wake the fuck up", hissed Derek.
Stiles eventually started to wake up after Derek started to shake him with a bit of force.
"What's wrong", asked Stiles, who was half asleep?
"You're dad, he's home", replied Derek, who was starting to panic.
"What, are you sure", asked Stiles?
"Yeah, he's coming up the stairs", replied Derek.
"Oh shit, you don't have time to sneak out", said Stiles.
"What should I do", asked Derek?
"Err, hide in the closet", replied Stiles.
"What about my clothes", asked Derek?
"Forget about them", replied Stiles.
Derek and Stiles were interrupted by a knock on the door.
"Stiles, are you awake", asked Sheriff Stilinski.
"Yeah, just hold on a sec", replied Stiles.
Stiles didn't say a word to Derek, who was stood their awkwardly and naked.
Derek, put his hands over his junk and quickly ran to hide in the closet.
Stiles headed over to the door and opened it.
"Hey dad, what's up", asked Stiles?
"My plans got cut short, so I had to come home early", replied Sheriff Stilinski.
"What, why", asked Stiles?
"Something about a body turning up in the woods", replied Sheriff Stilinski.
"A body, are you sure", asked Sheriff Stilinski.
"Yeah, I was looking forward to having a few days off", replied Sheriff Stilinski.
"Yeah", replied Stiles.
"Stiles", said Sheriff Stilinski
"Are you alone", asked Sheriff Stilinski?
"Yeah, why", replied Stiles.
"Because there's a pair of jeans and boxers on the floor, and they don't look like yours", replied Sheriff Stilinski.
"Oh those, yeah they're mine, I needed new clothes", replied Stiles.
"If you say so, do you want a lift to school", asked Sheriff Stilinski?
"Yeah, that would be great, just let me get my stuff, and let me get a bite to eat", replied Stiles.
"I'll down in the kitchen waiting, I need a cup of coffee", replied Sheriff Stilinski.
"Sure, I'll be down shortly", replied stiles.
"Don't take too long", replied Sheriff Stilinski.
Stiles closed the door after his dad left.
"You can come out now", chuckled Stiles,
"What was why to close", replied Derek.
"I know, I'm so sorry about that", replied Stiles, who's eyes have moved a little down south.
"I love you and all, but keep yours eyes up here", smirked Derek.
"Sorry", replied Stiles.
"It's fine", smiled Derek.
"Hey, you better get downstairs", said Derek.
"Oh yeah, what about you", asked stiles?
"Don't worry about me", replied Derek.
"Are you sure", asked stiles?
"Yeah, I'll lock up on my way out", replied Derek.
"Alright, cya later then", replied stiles.
"Have a good day", said Derek.
Stiles didn't say anything, but kissed Derek on the lips.
Stiles headed downstairs and headed in the kitchen to find his dad with a cup of coffee in one hand and the morning paper in the other.
"There's some toast on the counter", said Sheriff Stilinski.
"Thanks dad", replied stiles.
Stiles headed over to where the toaster was and picked up the toast and buttered it and added some jam.
"Best hurry, don't wanna be late", said Sheriff Stilinski
"Yeah, I'll the rest in the car", replied stiles.
Stiles headed for the front door as his dad picked up his keys.
Ten minutes had passed, and there was a silence fillip in the car.
"So, they found a body", asked Stiles?
"Yeah, all I know that she was found in re middle of the woods", replied Sheriff Stalinski.
"Oh, not a nice place to be found", worryingly replied Stiles.
"Yeah, don't do your usual, follow me out and get caught routine okay, we can't afford for you to get into more trouble", said Sheriff Stilinski.
"I know", replied stiles.
"I've been meaning to ask you something", asked Sheriff Stilinski?
"What's up", replied stiles.
"Is everything okay", asked Sheriff Stilinski.
"What do you mean", asked Stiles
"You haven't been like yourself, like some thing is bothering you, like you're not you", replied Sheriff Stilinski.
"Yeah, everything's fine", replied Stiles,
"Are you sure", asked Sheriff Stilinski?
"Yeah", replied stiles.
"You know I'm here for you, if you ever wanna talk, I'm here", said Sheriff Stilinski.
"Yeah I know", relied Stiles
"Thanks", said stiles.
"Any time", replied Sheriff Stilinski, as he pulled into the school parking lot.
"Cya later", said stiles.
"Cya later bud", replied Sheriff Stilinski.
Stiles jumped out the 4×4 and closed the door behind him.
He began to walk up the steps when he heard someone yell out his name.
"Stiles", yelled Scott
"Hey man, what's up", replied stiles.
"Was that you're dad", asked Scott?
"Yeah, his trip got cancelled", replied Stiles.
"Why", asked Scott?
"I'll tell you after", replied Stiles.
"Okay, hey what happened last night, we were supposed to hang out", said Scott.
"Sorry about that, I had a really upset stomach, I think I eat something dodgy", replied Stiles.
"Oh okay, I hope you feel better", replied Scott.
"thanks, we better get to class", replied Stiles.
"Sure", replied Scott.
"You wanting to get to class on time, something isn't right", said Scott, trying to relieve the tension in the air.
"What do you mean", panicked Stiles.
"Nothing, don't worry about it", said Scott.
"Oh sorry", replied Stiles.
"Dude, its okay", said Scott.
Stiles and Scott walked into class as the bell rang.
"McCall and stiles, on time, what do I owe the pleasure", said the teacher
"Well, the full moon is coming, you know, it sends people crazy", replied stiles.
"Alright, alrightl, sit down", sai the teacher.
As soon as the teacher finished speaking, there was a knock of the door.
After a brief moment, the door opened and the principle walked in with someone walking behind.
"Alright class, I want you to welcome our new student. This is Derek Hale, I'm sure you'll do well to make him feel welcome", said the principle.
"It looks like Lydia is away, so you may take her seat for the lessons", said the teacher.
"Thank you", replied Derek.
Derek headed towards the seat at the back of the room which was behind Scott and in front of stiles.
"Oh crap", whispered stiles
Derek made his way to the back of the room and smiled at stiles and sat down.
"Alright class, we'll pick up from last time, everyone pair up and Stiles, as Lydia is away, team with Derek and catch him up to speed", said the teacher.
Everyone shuffled around and got into their partners and everyone got dug into their work.
"What are you doing here", asked Stiles?
"Well, I never got to finish my last of year of high school, so I decided to enrol", relied Derek.
"B-b-b-but, aren't you a little to old", asked stiles?
"Too old", replied Derek, who didn't take too likely to it.
"You know what I mean", said stiles.
"Well, I'm only two years older than you", replied Derek.
"Two years geez", said Stiles, who was surprised.
Derek didn't say anything but have Stiles a deadly glare.
"No one can know about us", said Stiles.
"Are you ashamed of me", smirked Derek.
"No, you know I want to people more than anything but I'm not ready to and secondly, you haven't got the best reputation either", replied Stiles.
"Oh right, I get that", said Derek, who was saddened by what stiles has said.
"I'm sorry, I didn't mean it like that", sympathetically said Stiles.
"I know, just to let you know, I don't want to do this but I do want to protect you", said Derek.
"I know you do", replied Stiles.
Stiles want to hold Derek's hand more than anything but couldn't.
"So, how do we play this, about us", asked Derek?
"Well, it'll be a good idea to act like we don't know each other for a while, go our own ways", replied Stiles.
"This is gonna hard, seeing you and not being able to hold your hands", said Derek.
"I don't like it either", replied stiles.
"Well, I at least I get to see you tonight", said Derek.
"Yeah", replied stiles.
"What's wrong", asked Derek?
"I don't if you hear, There was a body found in the woods last night, so I don't know think meeting where we usually meet", replied Stiles.
"Great, got any suggestions", asked Derek?
"We can't meet at my house, what about your house", asked stiles.
"It's kind of burnt down", replied Derek.
"Oh that's right", said stiles.
"Why don't we go out of town for the weekend", asked Derek?
"I like that idea", replied Stiles.
"So, are you up for it", asked Derek?
"Yeah, just a matter of trying to sneak away", replied stiles.
"Can't you use Scott as an excuse", asked Derek?
"Maybe, but I think he's starting suspect something so that's a bad idea and I can't afford to either", replied Stiles.
"Money isn't an issue, and can't you say you've got a friend out of town that you haven't seen in a while", suggested Derek.
"Yeah I could try and spin that", replied Stiles.
"Can't wait", smirked Derek.
"Me to", smiled Stiles.
"Anyway, aren't you supposed to be catching me up, not flirting with me", pointed out Derek.
"What, me flirting with you, who just asked me away this weekend, if weren't in school, I would of ripped your clothes off for that", smirked Stiles.
"Ripped my clothes, I think I could like this side of Stiles, its not like you", smirked Derek.
"That seems to be the question of the day", said Stiles.
"Anyway, what is there to do here", asked Derek?
"Well, there's Lacrosse", replied Stiles.
"Lacrosse, are you kidding me, what happened to football or basketball", asked Derek?
"Beacon Hills isn't exactly the most normal of places", replied Stiles.
"Believe, I know", said Derek.
"Do I even want to know", asked Stiles
"Probably not", replied Derek.
"Fair enough, what class do you have next", asked Stiles?
"I …... have a free lesson", replied Derek.
"Lucky you, I have math", said Stiles.
"Ouch", replied Derek.
"Lucky, aren't I", sarcastically said Stiles.
"Maths is important", replied Derek.
"Didn't know education was so important to you", said Stiles.
"Yeah, education is mans most powerful tool", replied Derek.
"And inspirational as well", smirked Stiles
Derek didn't replied but had to stop himself from kissing Stiles, and Stiles was drawn in as well but was saved by the bell ringing.
"Alright class, try and make some progress with your work over the next few days", said the teacher.
The classed got up and left with Scott and Stiles the last to leave with Derek slowly walking behind.
Scott looked over his shoulder as he left the classroom, to see if Derek was in listening range, but Derek caught eye and gave Scott a cold look.
Scott quickly turned round and walked out pretty quickly and caught back up with Stiles, who was heading to his locker.
"Dude, what's up with that Derek kid", asked Scott.
"What do you mean", asked stiles?
"Well, the way he looked at you as he entered the room, like he knew who you were, and then they way he acting around you during glass, like he was flirting with you", replied Scott.
"Bhahaha", replied stiles.
"What's so funny", asked Scott.
"For a starter, I extremely doubt that Derek is gay, and secondly, he's fricking Derek Hale, you know the big tough guy, who would rip your throat out for suggesting that", replied Stiles.
"Yeah, I guess you're right, but that doesn't explain why he's staring at you", said Scott, who was looking at Derek at his looker.
Stiles turned round and saw that Derek was staring, stiles decided to smile and then give a stern look to remind him that they can't be seen to know each other.
So, anyway, I was thinking of trying out for the Lacrosse team", said Scott.
"What, what was that", asked Stiles.
"The lacrosse team, the try outs are on Monday and I want to try out", replied Scott.
"You, socially awkward, two left feet and no sense of direction Scott, wants to try out for the lacrosse team", said stiles, try to reframe from laughing.
"Yeah, what's wrong with that", asked Scott.
"You can't play sport and you'll have an asthma attack before you even start"; replied stiles.
"Buuuuuut, if you really want to try out, I'll tag along and support you", said stiles.
"And support as in laugh at me if I fail", pointed out Scott.
"And that too, mainly support you", replied stiles.
"What's made you try out for the lacrosse team", asked stiles?
"Well, I'm tired of not being noticed, and I'd like to try and impress that transfer student, Allison", replied Scott,
"Ah, I see now,", chuckled stiles.
"Shut up", replied Scott.
"What are your plans for the weekend", asked Scott?
"I have to go and visit my cousin", moaned stiles.
"What cousin", asked Scott?
"Miguel", replied Stiles.
"Who the hell is Miguel", asked Scott?
"My second cousin or something, he's only my mums side of the family", replied stiles.
"Ah okay, didn't know you had Mexican relatives", said Scott.
"Neither did I until my mum passed away", replied stiles.
"Sounds like a fun weekend away", sarcastically replied Scott
"Oh it is, with all the screaming in Spanish and stuff", replied Stiles.
"What about your dad, is he going", asked Scott?
"Nah, he's been called back into town, some work thing", replied Stiles.
"Work", asked Scott?
"They found a body", replied Stiles.
"A Body", replied Scott.
"Shush", replied Stiles.
"Do you know any more", asked Scott?
"No, that's all he said and to be honest I don't blame him, we'll spy on him on anyway", replied Stiles.
"Spy, as in you drag me along, nearly dying each time", replied Scott.
"If that's what you wanna call it", replied Stiles.
"Okay, better to get to history", said Scott.
"Sounds better than Math", replied Stiles.
"Cya later", replied Scott.
"Bye", replied Stiles.
Scott closed his locker and walked away and passed Derek, who gave him a cold look.
Derek waited for Scott to walk around the corner before he walked over to Stiles.
Derek made his way over to Stiles.
"Hey', said Derek.
"Hi", replied Stiles.
"Look, about before, in class", said Derek.
"Dude, it's fine, I know you meant well", replied Stiles.
"Are you sure", asked Derek?
"Yeah, honestly", replied Stiles.
"If you say so, do you want me to drive you home after school", asked Derek?
"As much I want to, I think it's best if I catch the bus home, I get to spend a little time with Scott and I won't raise any suspicion with my dad", replied Stiles.
"Fair enough", replied Derek.
"But I can text you when I'm ready to leave", replied Stiles.
"I can't wait", said Derek.
"Neither can I, I'm still gonna take you up on your offer", replied Stiles.
"What offer", asked Derek/
"The one where you wanted to rip off my clothes", smirked Stiles.
"I think I can rise to the occasion", replied Derek.
"I'm counting on it", replied Stiles.
"I think I better leave before I do you right here", smirked Derek.
"I agree, I best get to Math", replied Stiles.
"Cya later", said Derek.
"Bye", Smiled Stiles.
As Derek and Stiles stopped talking, they didn't notice that Scott was watching them.
The rest of the morning went by slowly for both Derek and Stiles, who were both thinking of each other and the weekend ahead.
With lunch and afternoon being slower than the morning, Stiles finally made his way out the school, with a sigh of relief, and managed find Scott waiting for him at the bottom of the stairs.
"Ready to go", asked Scott?
"Yeah", replied Stiles.
"It feels weird having take the bus with me again", said Scott.
"Yeah, good old days", laughed Stiles.
"Hey, that Derek kid is still staring at you", said Scott.
"Yeah, I do have that effect on people", replied Stiles.
Stiles and Scott forgot about Derek and got on the bus.
The next forty-five minutes passed and Stiles and Scott barely spoke a word to each other.
"Right this is my stop", said Stiles.
"Cya later man", replied Scott.
Stiles got off the bus and walked to his house to find his dad getting into his police car.
"Hey Stiles", said Sheriff Stilinski.
"Hey dad", replied Stiles.
"I maybe home late tonight, I've wrapped up in this dead body case at work", said Sheriff Stilinski.
"Oh okay, I might not be here by the time you get home", replied Stiles.
"Oh how come", asked Sheriff Stilinski?
"Scott and Danny have planned a fishing trip and asked me to go along", replied Stiles.
"Fishing, but you hate fishing", said Sheriff Stilinski.
"Yeah I do, but I haven't seen Scott that much lately", replied Stiles.
"Oh", said Sheriff Stilinski.
"I better get packed", said Stiles.
"Have fun", said Sheriff Stilinski.
"Thanks", replied Stiles.
"Have fun with work", said Stiles.
"Oh I will", sarcastically replied Sheriff Stilinski.
Stiles headed inside and upstairs. As he got upstairs , he threw bag on his bed and took his shirt off and threw it on his chair.
"I hope that's not the only thing that you'll be taking off", asked Derek, with a big smile on his face.
"Sweet mother of fucking Jesus", said Stiles, who nearly fell to the ground in fear.
"Naww, you're even cuter when you're scared", replied Derek,
"Shut up, what the hell are you doing here", asked Stiles?
"Well, I couldn't wait to see you", replied Derek,
"What if my dad found you", asked Stiles?
"Don't worry, he's only been here a few minutes and I parked around the corner", replied Derek.
"Goddamn it", said Stiles.
"Are you ready to go soon" asked Derek?
"Just let me get a change of clothes and stuff", replied Stiles, who pulled a small luggage back out from underneath his bed.
Ten minutes had passed and Stiles had finished packing.
"Let's go", said Stiles.
A/N – I hope you enjoyed it :)