Isn't Obvious? I love you*
Chapter8
Almost weeks has passed and Stiles was going nuts. He played the words in his head.
"No phone, No laptop, N o TV, No Scott, No Derek…. No damn Jeep, now outside contact without dad."
And when it was time to go to school,John took Stiles to school and dropped him off, he was there every day to pick him up and take him home.
His dad even went as far as having him pulled out of all the classes he shared with all his friends including Scott. he didn't have to worry about Derek to much though because they were in two different grades and didn't share any classes.
But just as a precaution john had the school change Stiles free period to him from sneaking off to see the alpha, throughout school.
John pretty much had everything covered, but he forgot about one thing. And that would be lunch. The one time during the day he could see Scott, Isaac, Ethan, Aiden, Kara, Mila and Derek.
11th and 12th Grade shared lunch thank god, because if he didn't see his friends at least one time a day, Stiles just might lose his damn mind.
Stiles kept checking the time on the clock, he just wanted class to be over with already, he wanted to see his friends for the first time since he gotten grounded… because John made him stay home for the first week.
He even called the school and told them Stiles was sick and couldn't come in. the lunch bell rang, making Stiles jump up and out of his seat, grabbing his books stuffing them into his backpack.
He ran all the way to his locker, tuning the lock 3 times putting his code and tossed the bag inside the tiny cold and dark place, his lips curved into a smirk as he seen Lydia coming down the hall with Aiden.. Walking hand and hand.
"Lydia," he slammed his locker door shut and twisted the knob back.
The strawberry blonde haired girl turned her heard from Aiden to see Stiles running up to them.
"Feeling better?" Lydia asked showing her concern for her friend.
"I wasn't sick, I'm grounded. My dad only told them I was sick."
Aiden cocked his head to the side listening to Stiles heartbeat to see if he was lying. But when hearing Stiles was telling the truth, he just laughed.
"What did you do?"
"Well its a few different things I did really."
"Explain." Lydia cocked her head.
"okay well I was standing on the kitchen table, building a house of cards, for one and then I lied and said I was going to Scott's to study but instead, Scott, Derek, Ethan and I went out drinking. – and then well I caught doing something else, but I can't say what."
"Oh, well I guess you won't be doing that again huh?"
"I won't be doing some of them, but will be doing one of them, who has my dad, has to know everything."
The small group walked to the lunch room, parting their ways to get in a line and buy some food.- once Stiles had his tray of food, he started towards his table, where all his friend sat, but then he spotted Derek.
Stiles snuck up behind him and covered Derek's eyes. "Guess who?" Stiles laughed but didn't receive anything back from Derek.
"Derek, what's wrong?" the alpha still didn't say or respond to the younger boy.
Stiles backed away from him, with his hands in the air… walking around the table he looked Derek in the eyes, trying to see if he still had any emotions.
"Derek?"
Finally the alpha answered. "My Problem is you, just get away from me."
"What did I do? You haven't even seen me for two weeks."
"Exactly!" Derek growled.
"And what your pissed because you think I'm avoiding you or something?"
"Are you?"
"No" Stiles spats out quickly.
"Then what is it Stiles? I've been trying to call you but your voice mail comes right on, I sent you text and I looked for you at free period today but you weren't there."
"Oh god, Derek just hear me out, I don't have my phone. I'm grounded my dad took everything from me, my phone laptop jeep keys, you Scott."
"Why?"
"Because of what happen, us getting caught, going out drinking, lying to my dad, standing on the kitchen table, denting the jeep."
"Doesn't explain free period, where were you?"
"In another class, he changed my free period, so I couldn't see you… what do you want me to Derek, disobey my father."
"Do something; is that FBI guy still there?"
"Yes Derek, Morgan is still there."
"Oh now I get it." Derek hissed at Stiles.
"Derek I'm sorry, but there's nothing I can do here. if I get caught over here and they tell my dad I'll be grounded another week. "
"Are you seeing that guy Stiles?"
"What Derek no, why would you even ask me that?"
"No reason."
"Can we go somewhere and talk this out?"
Derek agreed to somewhere and talk to Stiles. Once they were alone Derek leaned in taking Stiles lips in his own, it's only been two weeks since he could kiss lover boy.
When breaking apart Stiles leaned against the wall. "What are we?"
"Stiles we don't need a label"
"Derek come on, what do you want out of us, I mean are we just about having sex, or is there something more here."
But Derek darted around the question, changing the subject… because he himself wasn't sure what he wanted yet.
"Why is he still at your house?"
"Because the case hasn't been solved yet."
"Are you avoiding me Stiles for him?"
"I already told you no Derek, why do you keep asking me that?"
"Because I need to know."
"Why do you care, you won't even answer me about us."
"I can't answer you Stiles."
"Why the hell not Derek, it's a yes or no question and answer. What's do fucking hard about it?"
"Because I don't know Stiles, that's why… I don't know what we are okay!" Derek howled at the younger boy… and then just turned his back to him, like nothing was going on.
"Derek!" Stiles shouted.
"What?"
"Do you want me or not."
"I told you I don't know, all I know is when I'm away from you I can't stop thinking about you. When I'm around you I just wanna fuck your brains out, and cuddle you…. okay so I don't know Stiles, and then I have this fucking Derek Morgan agent dude hitting on you."
"So what if he is, you obviously don't want me for anything other than sex. so maybe I should just go with him."
"No!" Derek growled loudly.
"Why do you care Derek you don't like me. Just leave me alone, the sex is great with us but I'm not just going to keep putting myself out there to be your little sex toy. "
With that Stiles walked away and headed back to his locker… when making it there he twisted the knob 3 times once more and snatched his bag out…. slamming the locker door shut, he went to the office.
"Can I use the phone; I need to call my dad? I'm not feeling well and I need to go home. "
Picking up the phone Stiles called john, letting the phone ring a few minutes.
"Hello?"
"Dad, can you come pick me up?"
"What's wrong Stiles?"
"I just um don't feel good that's all. I think I might have eaten something bad."
"Okay 'I'll send Morgan and Spencer to get you. "
Hanging up the phone he walked outside and waited on Spencer to pick him up… but when his ride arrived it wasn't Spencer. It was Derek Morgan.
Pushing himself off the flag pole, he began making his way to the car when he heard his voice.
"Stiles wait!"
Stiles tuned shooting Derek a puppy dog sad eyed glare…. Derek had dine hurt him one to many times right now.
And Stiles was done with his shit, he was done with playing the head games.
He didn't say anything back he just stood there looking to the alpha.
"Lover boy don't do this, please don't go."
Stiles tore his gaze from the alpha to Morgan, who distracted him from the one he was falling In love with.
"So batboy what happen break up with your boyfriend?"
"He's not my boyfriend, Morgan please just stop."
"Well I heard different, from the basement the other night."
"First off whom I fuck is none of your business and second we only fuck that's it… he's not my boyfriend and probably won't ever be mine."
"Sorry kid I didn't mean to offend you. Do you wanna talk about it?"
"No I don't wanna talk about it or him I just wanna go home."
"Yeah okay."
When getting to the house Stiles bolted out of the car, he didn't even wait until it was done moving or parked, he ran through his house and up to his room, where he rather be alone right now then having to deal with anyone wanting to know what's going on… where he can rid himself of Derek Hale. At least for now anyway.
