"Can one of you tell us what's going on?" Noelle looked at the two boys that stood uneasily in front of her and Allison. They had pulled them from school right after class was out. Right now they were out in the middle of nowhere. Stiles was pacing back and forth, while Scott rubbed his face. "Stiles," Noelle stopped her boyfriend, "What the hell is the matter." "Derek." He replied, throwing his hands up. Allison stood up off the car hood, "What about him?" "Have either of you met the new girl? Rachel?" Scott looked from Noelle to Allison. "Yeah, she's in my history class. She's sweet." Allison replied with a nod. "She knows Derek!" Stiles pretty much flipped shit. Noelle grabbed his arms and calmed him down, "So? Why are you two flipping out?" Scott sat down on the hood of the car, sighing, "Derek isn't going to leave me alone. Ever." Allison sat next to him to comfort him, her head resting on his shoulder. Noelle and Stiles looked at eachother, not sure what to do. They had turned away from the two, to talk in private. "How about you and me hangout tonight?" Stiles asked quietly. "I'm supposed to go shopping with Allison." Noelle said looking over her shoulder. Stiles shook his head, "There's been a change in plans. She's going to hang out with Lydia, see if she can talk some sense into her and maybe me and you could do something." The couple looked at eachother. Stiles hoping Noelle would be okay with the plan. She smiled, "Fine. That sounds fine with me." Stiles stepped closer to her, but there was a commotion behind them. They turned around to see Mr. Argent pinning Scott to the hood of the car. Allison was screaming and trying to get him away. "Dad please! He saved us dad! He saved you!" Allison sobbed, pulling at her father. Noelle held Stiles back. "Dad! Please. I'll do anything. I'll never see him again. Please, don't kill him!" Finally, Chris Argent let go of Scott. He still held the gun in his hand, "Never again." After staring at all of them, he walked away. Allison collasped onto Scott's chest, sobbing uncontrolably. Stiles held Noelle close to him as they all stood around, scared and shocked. Allison stood up after a moment, wiping her eyes, "I'm sorry guys." Leaving Stiles' arms, Noelle walked over to her friend and hugged her, "It's fine Allison. It's not your fault." Scott and Stiles moved to eachother, shocked expressions still on their face. "What the hell was that? Just a week ago he was fine with you. Now he's trying to kill you?" Stiles talked a mile a minute. "I don't know," Scott replied, "We have to be more careful now." Stiles looked at him like he was an idiot, "Ya think. He pointed a gun to your head, Scott. Infront of all of us." They were pulled out of their conversation by Noelle. "We need to get Allison home." Scott was immediately at her side once again, trying to console her.
The boys dropped Allison and Noelle off, and drove home silently. Allison left Noelle and sulked up in her room until around seven when her phone rang. Noelle was in the kitchen cooking some macaroni when the two girls bumped into eachother. "Hey, I'm going to meet Lydia, at the mall. Are you sure you don't want to come?" Allison grabbed a water bottle from the fridge. She seemed in a somewhat happier mood than earlier. "Uh no," Noelle raised her eyebrows, "I have a date with a season of Lost and a bowl of hot macaroni. Maybe even Stiles. But go, have fun. I'll see you later." Allison nodded and hurried out the door. The headlights of her car, shined onto Noelle as she walked to the living room. Flopping down on the couch, she grabbed the remote and her cellphone. "Hey, I'm home alone. You should come over. A marathon of Lost, and macaroni. Okay, I'll see you in a little bit, Stiles. I love you too." She hung up her phone and bit her lip. He said I love you. Of course he'd said it before, but it still made her smile. She'd never been like this with anyone before. He made her feel weak, and girly. And she liked it. It didn't take twenty minutes for Stiles to arrive. Noelle met him at the door with a welcoming kiss. The kiss deepened, and Stiles' hands began wandering. Noelle moaned quietly into his mouth, as they pulled away. "Whoa." Stiles breathed. Noelle giggled, "Everyone's gone. They won't be here for a while." Stiles, of course, didn't get what she was implying. So instead, she kissed him again, and lead him up to her bedroom.
Stiles stood in the kitchen, drinking a glass of water. He was joined by Noelle, who was throwing her hair up into a ponytail. She smiled at Stiles as he stared at her over his glass. "That was, uh, fun." Stiles said, rubbing the back of his neck. Noelle let out a laugh and walked over to him. She wrapped her arms around his neck and was about to kiss him, when her phone started buzzing. "Hello?" She asked, sitting up on the counter. Her happy expression vanished, "What? She just disappeared. Okay, okay. Slow down Allison. Okay, we'll be right there. Okay. Bye." She hung up her phone and looked at a worried Stiles, "Lydia's gone." She jumped off the counter and grabbed her purse and a pair of shoes. "What do you mean gone?" Stiles asked running to the jeep after her. "Allison said they were both driving home, Lydia was behind her for a minute, then was gone." Noelle flung the passengar door open. Stiles started the car and pulled it out onto the rode, "Maybe she just went another way home." Noelle shook her head, "Her car was found on the side of the rode." Stiles looked at her nervous, "Like crashed?" Noelle again shook her head, "I don't know. I couldn't really understand Allison. Let's just get there before we jumped to any conclusions." Ten minutes later, they arrived on the scene. Allison was standing by the abulance, Mr. Stilinski standing in front of her. "Dad!" Stiles asked, him and Noelle picking up into a light jog. They got to them just as Scott did. "What happened? Where's her car?" Stiles asked, looking around him. "Down the rode some. What are you three doing here?" Mr. Stilinski asked looking at the three. "Allison called me," Noelle replied. "Well I want-" Mr. Stilinski started to say something to them when he was interupted by another officer, "Hey, Matt." Leaving the four teenagers, he walked away. Allison cuddled herself into Scott's arms, while the four stood around, trying to figure out what the hell happened. "We've got a pair of heels over here!" An officer yelled coming out of the woods. The four teenagers hurried towards him. "Those, those are Lydia's heels. She was wearing them tonight." Allison breathed. "We've got a dress and a jacket." Said another officer. "So she's completely naked?" Matt asked, rubbing his head in confusion. "Oh God," Allison whimpered. Noelle took her hand, squeezing it for comfort. Allison buried her face in Scott's jacket, while Stiles wrapped his arm around Noelle. The four were more connected than they had been in a while.
There you are... sorry it's been a while guys..
I had to involve Lydia going missing, it's not as good as the show, but that's why I don't own the show :)
welp... REVIEWS :P