Derek stood watching Scott and Allison dancing. Ugh this is the new beta? This stupid, horny kid? How am I supposed to get him away from that girl long enough to get him to help me kill the Alpha?

He could sense Scott was having trouble keeping his control. Who could blame him it was his first full-moon after all. Although something told him that this wouldn't be the first time he would need to save him from eating his clueless girlfriend. This is going to be a long night.

Derek decided to scan the rest of the party for danger when a certain presence made itself known. It was Scott's idiot friend that everyone called 'Stiles'. Surely that's not his real name.

Derek had previously sense that this kid could be a problem. He was too smart for his own good. Actually, no, smart is not the right word. Stiles is too... open-minded. He was the one who joined the dots. He was the one who believed there was a possibility that Scott could actually be a werewolf. Humans shouldn't be so quick to believe in the supernatural.

Derek wasn't going to have a chat with Stiles just yet. He was going to let him have his little delusions and allow him to believe he was involved in something bigger than his regular human life for just a little longer but since the oppurtunity has risen he may as well make the most of it.

Stiles' heartbeat was racing as if he had just had a vigorous workout or danced like a fucking spastic more like it. Derek tried to focus in on the Stiles' voice so he could find him. "Yo guys, you guys are awesome! I'm just gonna take a walk out- Oh you don't care? That's cool." He was about to head outside by himself and no one was going to bother going with him. Perfect.

Derek quickly ran around to the front door where he could sense Stiles heading. As soon as Stiles stepped through the door Derek grabbed him placing a hand over his mouth to stop him from screaming and drawing attention. Derek didn't take into account the fact that manhandling the teenager would draw attention itself.

"I'm going to take my hand off your mouth now but don't scream. If you scream I won't hesitate to hit you." Derek whispered in Stiles' ear causing a reaction from the teenager that Derek wasn't sure if it classified as a shiver or tremble of fear.

Derek took his hand off of Stiles' mouth and opted for 'gently' guiding the teenager to his car. Seeing several teenage couples standing on the front lawn staring at them Derek flashed his most charming smile that he saved for whenever he needed to manipulate a situation to his liking and explained to the teenagers, "Nothing to see here guys, Stiles is just past his curfew." As he said this he felt Stiles sigh dejectedly.

As soon as they got to Derek's car he shoved Stiles into the passenger seat where Stiles groaned "Ugh, oh my god! Why did you tell them it was past my curfew!? It's only like 9.30. Do you know how lame that makes me look? Seriously I'm never going to get a fucking girlfrie-" Stiles was suddenly interrupted by the scariest person Stiles had ever seen who he had also only just encountered for the first time yesterday with Scott; Derek Hale.

"Shut up."

"What?" Derek gave Stiles what he believed was his most threatening glare and it did the trick as Stiles backed against the passenger door and squeaked out an "Okay shutting up now."

"I need you to stop."

Stiles calmed down having mentally assessed the situation and coming to the conclusion that Derek would not hurt him... Well, he hoped. "Uh, okay. Actually no, not okay." Derek gave Stiles a questioning look. "Could you just clarify what I'm stopping?"

Derek didn't even blink as he replied. "The snooping. The frantic studying. The superstition. It all needs to stop."

"Dude, what the hell!? Are you spying on me?" Feeling violated Stiles drew back again into the car door trying to shield himself from Derek with his hands.

The latter just stared at Stiles with the same emotionless expression which Stiles took that as a 'yes'. He was so beyond confused. Why was this guy spying on him? Why was Derek fucking Hale spying on him.

"I'm sure that's against some kind of law. You are aware that my dad's the sheriff right?"

"Shut. up." Derek was unsure why this kid was threatening him. He really needed to gain back the upper hand in the conversation.

"Fine. I'll shut up but you have to give me answers! Because I'm the only one talking in this car and if I shut up then no one's talking and there's just a lot of staring and it's just weird."

This kid was just full of surprises. Derek didn't know if Stiles was normally so gutsy or if he'd had anything to drink to make him so courageous. Derek wasn't used to someone talking to him like he wasn't the scariest person they'd ever seen. It was so frustrating.

Derek sighed and pinched his nose. When he looked back up he saw Stiles' patient face waiting for answers and Derek would be damned if that wasn't the most calming face he'd ever seen. It was so calming it made him aggravated. He wanted to bite it off. He didn't want to be calm he was trying to threaten the stupid teenager.

Derek turned away from Stiles so he couldn't see his face and do something he'd regret. "Just- Ugh! Werewolves aren't real!" Derek exclaimed as he punched the driving wheel out of frustration. He turned to Stiles and yelled, "Just stop!" And with that Derek leaped out of his car leaving Stiles alone and confused in the passenger seat.

Stiles turned around and just slumped in the seat for a couple minutes trying to put Derek's cryptic words together. Soon enough realisation hit him.

"What the hell? This is his car. Why didn't he just make me leave?" Suddenly the passenger door flung open making Stiles jump out of the seat. He was being manhandled again. He decided he hated the feeling. It was Derek pulling him out of the car. That made sense. Stiles was wondering when he was going to get kicked out.

Before Stiles could say anything to Derek he was already in the car, pulling out of the park and shooting down the street at 20 over the speed limit.

Stiles just stood there in the middle of the street trying to come to terms with the situation. After a minute or so Stiles just shook his head and muttered under his breath.

"Weird."

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