Britt P.O.V.
" So your house? " I asked hopefully. Maybe this time I could see his house and meet his dad.
" Maybe yours? " He answered back. He's making really hard for me to not let this always slip past me.
" Are you embarrassed by me or something? " I turned my back toward him in my seat while he was driving.
" What? Of course not. " We stopped at a red light and he looked at me, confusion in his eyes.
" Then am I not good enough to meet your dad? " He sighed and tilted his head back.
" It's just...he's not really...me and him aren't on good terms right now and I've been staying with Scott. " He let out a long breath and parked outside my house.
" What happened? " I've heard a lot of rumors at school about Stiles but I didn't believe any. I heard about his dad yelling at him at Lydia's party and how Stiles drank a lot and did drugs, but I didn't think any of them were true. He would tell me, wouldn't he?
He looked down into his lap and fidgeted with his fingers. " He's mad at me. Yelled saying that it was all my fault. That I killed my mom and I was killing him too. I couldn't stay with him. Well, he didn't really give me a choice. So, I've been sleeping on Scott's couch and haven't seen my dad since. " There was a single tear running down his face while he tried blinking fast to stop more from coming. I unclicked my seatbelt and moved to him, wiping his tear and kissing his cheek.
" Well then he's a jerk for hurting you. And I for one are not going to let him anymore. " He smiled and kissed my lips.
" Enough with the sadness. I say we get inside, and watch Spider-Man kick some ass. " I laughed and we got out of the car. I opened the door and Dylan came running down the stairs.
" You were supposed to be here an hour ago. You're lucky I covered for you. Dad called so I told him you were in the shower. " I rubbed his head and he pushed my arm away.
" Thanks bug, did he say when he was coming home? "
" He said he was going to pass by and get some stuff with his friends and then he was going back out. He didn't say when. " He went into the kitchen and opened the fridge.
" Well I guess it's just us then. " He told me and took my hand in his.
" I guess so. Let's go downstairs. " I pulled him to the door behind the stairs and started walking down.
" No way. " He whispered as we walked in. There were three, black, leather couches, a huge flat screen with surround sound, an entire kitchen, a pool table, and a foosball table. Stiles' eyes were wide and his mouth was wide open. He let go of my hand and started looking around.
" So you like? " I sat on the couch and looked at him.
" Do I like? Are you kidding? This is like...heaven! " I laughed and patted the seat next to me.
" Yeah, my dad has money. He never tells me his job though. " He leaned back against the cushions and groaned.
" So much better than Scott's. " I took my shoes off and turned to face him.
" Well...maybe since my dad isn't home, and Dylan is upstairs, we could maybe... " I leaned in and scooped his lips in mine. He reacted fast which made me giggle. Soon, I was straddling his legs while he held onto the spot between my waist and my butt and our tongues were fighting for dominance. My hands were wrapped around his neck and hair. Well it's not easy grabbing onto his hair since it's buzzed but there's still some there. His hands slowly slid down to right above my thighs and he squeezed, making me moan in his mouth. I bit his lip lightly and he pulled my closer. My hands to his tie and started loosening it, then moved to his shirt buttons. I pulled away, needing to breathe. I moved my head down to his neck and started to suck on the spot above his shoulder and collar-bone, making his breath hitch and groan. " Uhh, Britt. " I kissed up his neck to his lips, and we were at it again. All of Stiles' buttons were opened so his chest and stomach were in full view. With all the t-shirts and sweaters he wears, you would have never thought he had all these muscles. My hands roamed each crevice of his abs. I started to grind on him and felt him growing under me. He had one hand under my knee and the other squeezing my thigh. I didn't even know or care how long we were like this.
" Brittany Leanne Taylor! " I pulled away from Stiles and rolled off of him. My eyes were wide as I looked into the angry eyes of my father and three other men. I could hear Stiles cursing under his breath as he buttoned his shirt.
" Um...I...we... " I couldn't find the right words to say. This isn't one of those moments where you could say 'This isn't what it looks like' because it was exactly what it looked like.
" Do you have any idea what time it is? " He yelled to me. I picked my phone off the couch and saw it was 11:52. Crap. Time really flew by. Stiles finally fixed himself and stood off the couch and faced them. His eyes were wide when he turned around but got even wider when he saw other people there too.
" Hi Mr. Taylor. Mr. Argent. " He knows the other guy? Wait, Argent? As in Allison Argent? I probably looked like an idiot by how much I looked around at the people, confused.
" Stiles, let me walk you out. " Mr. Argent told him. Stiles looked at me as if saying he's sorry and then walked with him. My dad glared as he passed and then back at third guy left the room to give us privacy.
" You couldn't knock? Doors are there for a reason. " I glared back at him. Not embarrassed anymore. His fists clenched and he breathed deeply out his nose.
" This is my house. I don't have to knock. "
" Isn't my house too? And Dylan's? " He sighed and closed his eyes.
" That isn't what I meant. "
" Are you sure? When the lawyer told you we had to live with you, you got upset and kept asking to make us go somewhere else. Don't bother denying, I was listening in on the call. I know you don't want us here, and trust me we don't want to be here, but the least you could do is give us privacy. " I didn't want to hear any excuses so I walked past him and up the stairs to my room, locked the door and went to bed.
Stiles P.O.V.
As Mr. Argent walked me outside, I heard Britt yelling and her dad yelling.
" This isn't how I expected to see you again. " He told me leaning against my car door.
" I didn't expect you to be 'hanging out' with the Taylors. "
" If your asking if he hunts werewolves, then yes he does. " My eyes widened and I started to have a dry mouth.
" D-does she know about it too? " He shook his head and I calmed down a little. But not by much. Oh damn, Scott.
" Does he know about Scott? And Derek? "
" Only Derek. I don't plan on telling him about Scott. "
" Why not? "
" Because if Matthew Taylor knew about Scott, he would rather kill a teenager than worry about his kids getting hurt. "
" He wouldn't believe you if you told him that Scott was on the good side? "
" Do you honestly think hunters would believe such a thing? "
" Well...you did. " He sighed and lowered his voice.
" I did for Allison. But there's still a code. Once that code is enabled, then I'm not holding back. " I nodded in understanding and started walking backwards to my car. He started walking closer to me. Suddenly my body was shoved against the car with his hands around the neck of my shirt. " You understand that she cannot know anything about this. And if she finds out because of you or Scott, then there will be consequences. Do you understand? " I nodded quickly and he let me go. I rushed through the door and into my car. That man really knows how to scare a guy. How does Allison deal with this all the time?
I opened the door slowly so that no one would wake up. I locked the door and suddenly the light turned on.
" Where have you been? " Mrs. McCall yelled through the kitchen. My body pushed itself against the door by the loudness of her voice.
" I was just...I uhh... " She had her arms crossed and was leaning on the wall waiting for an answer. " I was with my uh...girlfriend. " I put my head down and looked up through my eye lashes.
" Your girlfriend? This late? " Her eyes were wide and trust me, she did not look happy at all.
" We lost track of time. But nothing was going on. " She didn't look so convince but she calmed down a little.
" I'm sorry Stiles but if you live in this house then you have the same curfew that Scott has. Ten o'clock. Understand? " I nodded quickly and she smiled. " So...girlfriend huh? What's her name? " She sat on the couch and patted the seat next to her. I took my shoes off and relaxed on the seat.
" Brittany, but she prefers Britt. She's amazing and beautiful and smart and just perfect. " I saw her smile and laugh at how fast and excited I was talking. I was happy that she actually wanted to hear what I was saying. She has always been like a mom to me, I just never thought that she thought of me as a son.
" She sounds great for you. How long have you been dating? "
" Almost a month. "
" Have you met her parents? " She had a sharp look on her face, listening closely.
" Just her dad. Her parents are separated. "
" And how is he? Is he okay with you dating his daughter? " I thought back to the times that he's walked in on us. One of those moments happening almost twenty minutes ago. And there is not an honest way to describe him to her without that coming up and that's something she would want to know.
" Well-um...I wouldn't call him under-protective. " She held her hand up not wanting to hear any more.
" Nuh uh. I don't want to hear about it. " She tilted her head and sighed while rubbing her hand up and down my arm. " I'm just glad you're happy. And I want you to stay happy, so you won't be getting the same punishment I give Scott when he get's home. "
" He's not here? "
" No I thought he was with you all night. But since you were with your girlfriend then I don't know. "
" You tried calling him? " I pulled my phone out and pressed the number two on my speed dial.
" Of course but what kid actually answers when their mom is calling. " I put the phone to my ear and waited for him to answer. It rang and rang and never went to voicemail so I hung up.
" Weird. " I whispered to myself. Mrs. McCall walked back into the kitchen and started to make coffee. I dialed in a new number and waited for an answer.
" Hello? " Allison mumbled in the phone.
" Hey, sorry to bother you but do you know where Scott is? "
" Yeah he said something about helping Derek with something. "
" Since when does he help Derek? "
" Since Derek called saying he knew something important. He sounded really nervous. "
" Derek? Sounded nervous? "
" Yeah. It was weird. I mean if he's then it must be serious. "
" Great. Just great. Thanks, see you tomorrow. "
" Okay, bye. " I hung up and stood up from the couch.
" He didn't answer. " I yelled to the kitchen. Just as I said this, a loud boom was made from upstairs. Mrs. McCall grabbed the bat from the hall closet and stood behind me as we went up the stairs. There were grumbling noises coming from Scott's room. I opened the door quickly and turned the light on. Scott's mom went around me and went to swing but the bat was pushed away by Scott himself.