Chapter 4

A/N: So I'm back! And thanks for the lovely reviews I've gotten :D
Disclaimer: I don't own anything apart from Anne.

Waking up that Saturday morning, the first thing Anne did was walk into the kitchen to make herself a pot of tea which she brought up to her room and planted herself in front of the computer. She checked her email and found an email from her mum.

"Dad is coming over tomorrow with your car which you so conveniently left here. There is no way we're leaving you in Beacon Hills without a car." She checked the time when she received the message.

Fuck.

Her dad was coming today. And like she left her car on purpose, anyways.

"Stiiiiles!" she called after her cousin.

"Whaat?" she smiled a little at the fact that she obviously had woken him.

"My dad is coming over with my car today."

"Oh God. No offence towards you, but your dad is scary!" Stiles was now by her door and walked to sit besides her on the bed.

"I know. He's so British and posh."

"Indeed he is." Stiles laughed and looked over at the teapot on her nightstand.

"I'm not that British, ok." Anne smiled.

"Whatever you say, my lady." Stiles teased.

"If you don't shut it I'm not taking you with me for a ride."

"Ok! I'll behave. Promise!"

"Wow. You really weren't joking about the car." Stiles said in ave.

"No. Having parents who feel bad for not spending enough time with you through your entire childhood and young adulthood will pay almost anything." Anne mumbled because her dad was now talking to her uncle not far away.

"But a totally renovated mustang?"

"Yeah, 1969." She grinned as she tossed the keys between her hands. Because she'd left so abruptly, her car had still been in the final touch ups at the mechanics.

"We are so driving your car to school on Monday." Stiles smiled

"Yeah, whatever you say shorty." She teased, punching his arm.

"I'm taller than you!" Stiles protested. "So don't call me that."

"Yeah, by a whole centimeter."

"Still counts. I grew past you years ago."
"Keep telling yourself that if it makes it easier to sleep at night." She teased. "And we are totally going for ice cream after this."
Her father didn't stay long, just long enough to tell her to be careful with the car and that her mother had put some more clothes in the trunk of the car and shoes in the back for her, and then he left with his assistant. When she and Stiles were done carrying in the clothes and the shoes, and she almost beamed when she saw her mother had bought her a new school purse in her favorite color. Sky blue. Just like Isaac's eyes. Whoa, you just did not think that, she corrected herself. Shaking her head she changed into some flats and grabbed a light jacket and walked out to her car. Stiles was already standing by the passenger door, grinning like an idiot.

"I guess we're driving around for quite a while, huh." She stated.
"Oh yeah." Stiles said, as he got in the passenger seat next to her.

Anne was exhausted when she finally got home. Stiles planted his lazy ass tight on the sofa, declaring it his spot for the rest of the day and night.
"Hey, I did most of the driving. You should be kissing my ass right now for bringing you with me."
"Yeah, because who else would you bring?" Stiles teased. "Isaac? Since you are all comfy and sleeping on each others shoulders."
"I totally would, he might appreciate what I went through driving all to the next state." She said, blushing when he mentioned Isaac.
"Well, I've been driving you around in my precious Jeep so we can call it a truce for now."
"Yeah, sure whatever. I'm going up to my room, I have some homework to finish."
"I might call Scott over or go to his place." Stiles said.
"Alright, just tell me if you go?" Anne asked.
"Sure, I'll let you know. I wouldn't just go without you knowing, I mean you could think I was kidnapped by those crazy ass hunters or something."
"Yes, that would be a real shame. Those poor bastards would never know what hit them." Anne teased, and ran up the stairs as Stiles threw pillows after her.
Still laughing she closed the door to her room and was just about to jump on the bed for her computer, which she had placed by her pillow, when she saw a shadow by her computer desk. She was almost about to power kick this persons ass out of her room when it moved to quick for her to notice and grabbed her shoulders.
"Relax, Annie!" Isaac said, "Jesus Christ, you are jumpy."
After shaking his hands off, she glared at him hoping looks could kill. "You nearly gave me a heart attack you fool. I'm only 17, I'm not supposed to die from a heart attack!"
"Sorry about that, I just thought we could use the time for our history project." Isaac was still grinning giving the indication he wasn't as sorry as he claimed to be.
"Yeah, because using the door is prohibited."
"No, it's just more fun using the window." He said, matter of factly like she should have realized that. Ok, so maybe she should have. She would have climbed up and through the window if she could.
"Just give me a warning first, ok? I don't want to die before my life starts." Sighing she grabbed her computer, muttering curse words under her breath.
"You know, I think it's quite hot when women curse." Isaac said, smiling as he pulled up his history book from his bag, which Anne noted now.
"Yeah, well if you keep on scaring me like that you'll hear a hell of a lot more."
"Careful, I might take you up on it." He winked.
"Please don't." She said, but couldn't help the smile on her lips.
"So where do we start?" He asked.

Three hours, two pizzas and God only knows how much soda later, they were finally finished with the project.
"Oh my God, that tedious." Anne exclaimed as she clicked on save for the last time.

"If I never hear about the Korean War again it will be to soon." Isaac cringed.
"Agreed." Anne closed the computer, and checked her phone. Stiles had tried calling her one hour ago, but since she'd turned of the sound on her phone he had left her a message saying he went over to Scott's for guys night. That left her alone in the house, except Isaac, which was fine by her. "So, since we really did an amazing job on this, if I might say so myself, I think we should sit down and watch a movie." Anne said, and walked over to her DVD collection.
"Sure." Isaac said, while Anne's stomach decided butterflies was the appropriate approach to that answer.
"Ok, I have a load of DVDs and I just recently bought "The Avengers", so if you're up for that?" She asked as she dragged her finger across the back of the covers.
"Thank God, I was almost expecting you to make me watch "The Notebook." Isaac said in relief. Anne turned around with a horrified expression on her face.
"What kind of girl do you take me for?" She asked. "Don't get me wrong, I love that movie but compared to "The Avengers"? I don't think so." Smiling she brought out the DVD and walked out of the room and down to the living room. Popping popcorn and bringing out another bottle of soda, she put in the DVD and sat down beside Isaac, pulling her feet up under her.

"God, I love this movie. I had like a mindgasm when I watched it at the cinema." Anne said as the movie started, and shuddered as she put her arms around herself.
"You know, you have a werewolf right besides you, right?" He laughed.
"What?" She asked, confused. Isaac sighed, and put his arm around her and pulled her into his side, left arm around her shoulders.
"You don't have to sit there freezing." He said. Smiling she looked up at him, snuggling closer because who doesn't want to snuggle up on a warm, fussy werewolf? Well, not fussy but close enough. His blond curls did certainly look soft and... Ooook, stopping now. Just snuggle for now, you perv. She told herself as she placed her head on his shoulder, bracing herself for the awesome that was to come.
Anne had no idea when she fell asleep, or how she ended up on top of Isaac on the sofa, but there she was. His arms was around her and his breathing was steady and calm, so obviously sleeping. Which was more you could say for her at the moment. Oh God, oh God, oh God. She thought to herself. Maybe if she acted cool and tried to sneak out of his grasp she would be able to avoid the conversation following this sleeping position, but when she tried to move the hands around her tightened.
"Where are you going." Isaac growled.
"Eeeh... I was.. Ehm, I.." She mumbled, her brain failing her when she needed it most.
"Oh God." She yelped when he flipped them around, leaving him on top of her, eyes blazing amber. This should not be hot, and I should not be turned on. She told herself, but didn't really listen because it was hot and she was turned on. Awkward conversation be damned, she thought and put her hand on his neck and brought him down for a kiss. Not a sweet, playful kiss, but a real kiss. Hot and messy, demanding and forceful as they both thrived for control. His hands trailed down her body, feeling every curve. Moaning, she puts her legs around his hips and pressing her body against his. Listing to her body's urges was rather unfamiliar to her, so she just went with it and placed one hand on his upper body, feeling the muscles under his shirt. He growled when her hands went under his shirt to pull it off and toss it on the floor beside them.
"Oh my God." She whispered when she took in the sight before her. "Never wear a shirt again, please. For my sake." Laughing he trailed kisses down her neck, stopping by the hem of her t-shirt, eyebrow raised in question.
"Oh, please, an eye for an eye..." Anne whispered again, arching against him. She heard a ripping sound and her t-shirt was gone, leaving her bare and exposed.
"You are so beautiful." He whispered in her ear before he continued his exploring of her bare skin, leaving a wet trail behind. Closing her fingers around his blond locks she pulled him up again to meet her lips with his. She dug her nails into his back, making him growl and his eyes turn amber again, and leaned forward biting his neck. This was totally a wolf sign for something she couldn't remember. He put a hand on her left leg, pulling it up further, making her smile into the demanding kiss. This is just perfect, Anne thought.
"Oh my fucking GOD! THAT IS MY COUCH!" Someone yelled from the entrance to the kitchen. Both she and Isaac turned around and saw Stiles standing there with a horrified expression on his face. "Oh God! These are images I never wanted in my brain, oh GOD!" Laughing, Isaac pulled her up from the couch and grabbing his shirt at the same time as she stumbled to the stairs, barely containing her laughter. As she opened the door to her room, she couldn't contain it any longer and burst out laughing. Her emotions was heightened, making everything more dazed. Isaac followed close behind her, closing the door after them just after Stiles yelled after them: "You are so paying if I have to go to a shrink for this!" After they finished laughing she straightened up and winced as the muscles in her stomach hurt in protest.
"Isn't your super werewolf hearing supposed to protect us against interruptions like that?" Still grinning, she put her arms around his neck.
"Guess they got distracted by something far more interesting." He kissed her slowly and sweet, making her knees weak.
"Mmmm." She mumbled. "You should stay over. No sex tho, a little to early for that." She got her answer when he swooped her up like a feather and carried her to her bed, placing her under the covers and slipped in besides her, nestling his arms around her.
"Sleep is just fine." He said and kissed her forehead. Smiling she again snuggled into his warm and now bare, fluffy werewolf. Just before she fell asleep she heard him mumble; "Goodnight, Annie."

Notes: This is my first attempt on anything remotely close to smut so please don't judge me to hard. Besides it was written after 03:00 am. Never judge anyone after 03am.