Hey guys! :D I'm so happy with how much you all like this story! From now on this story will be in 3rd person POV because it's just easier to write that way. But it will have some bits and pieces of 1st person POV. And I'm even thinking of adding more Janny to this story. What do you think?

As always a huge thanks and round of applause for my awesome Beta Woman-of-the-night!

Chapter 3: 3rd Person POV

As Stiles was walking in the halls of the school, he found Danny walking away from Jackson, an angry look decorating his face; Jackson looking equally upset and troubled.

"Hey Danny." Stiles said. "What's wrong?" They started walking to class together, Stiles taking one last glance back at Jackson, noticing his expression turning to one of anger upon making eye contact.

"It's just not fair! If I thought he liked me before, I know he does now! But he won't admit it to himself. He just gets mad at everything and whenever I ask him about it, he just gets angrier!" Danny let out a frustrated sigh. "I mean, it's been almost two weeks, he must know something's up by now."

Stiles patted his friend on the back reassuringly. "Don't worry so much, man. It must be tough for him to finally see what's in front of him, let alone admit it. But don't worry; I'll make sure he's yours before the month ends. We'll just have to step up our game a little." he said with a wink. That caused Danny to laugh, feeling a little better.

They entered the classroom; seeing that they had a substitute teacher for the day, they sat down next to each other and kept talking.

"No offense man, but I don't want to kiss you. You understand." Danny spoke, making a face of amused disgust.

"Yea, I know that." Stiles replied with a shove to the elder teen's shoulder, both laughing at this. "That reminds me, do you want to come over today?"

The Hispanic teen looked at his friend with a knowing look. "What are you up to now?" The younger teen blushed and shrugged. He was a bit nervous; this would be the first time he ever spoke to someone about his 'crush' on Derek. He squared his shoulders before speaking again.

"There's this guy I really like, and he'll be over today, and since we did this to make Jackson jealous... do you think we can do the same to him? I mean, he doesn't like me or anything, but maybe he could if he sees I'm taken."

Danny's expression turned to one of sympathy. He responded "Yea, of course man. I guess we're kind of like kindred spirits on that. After what you're doing to help me, it's the least I can do. Just follow my lead and this guy will be seething with jealousy, I promise. Who is he anyways?"

Stiles frowned, "Umm… it's Derek Hale." The older male's mouth popped open in shock. He was about to say something when Stiles interrupted him. "I know he's accused of murder and stuff, but he's totally innocent! And he's got that whole bad boy thing going on. Tell me you don't think that's hot."

That stopped Danny's outburst. He had to admit, bad boys were pretty hot. But Derek Hale! That came as a complete surprise to him. He never would have thought that that's who Stiles would like.

"Well… I guess you could do worse. Why is he going to be at your house anyways?"

Stiles explained that he and Derek were sort of friends because he was friends with Scott, and that he would hide from the cops at Stiles' house. Danny was surprised, but accepting and promised to help him out after lacrosse practice today.

During lacrosse practice, Coach had the team pair up and practice passing. Jackson was still upset, and was practicing with a sophomore who wasn't very good; that only seemed to frustrate him even more.

He would keep hitting Stiles with the ball, calling it an accident every time, and when Stiles asked Danny to rub ointment on his scratches, Jackson got even more furious and stalked off, mumbling about needing a drink of water. Danny went after him to see if he was ok.

When he returned, Danny had a flustered look and tinted cheeks. Jackson had gone home early, and Stiles was beyond curious as to what happened. After practice he walked up to Danny and asked him about it. He just shook his head and said it didn't matter, and that Jackson was even more upset now than he was before. Stiles asked him if he still wanted to come over for their study 'date'. Danny said that he would, and hopefully Jackson would be better soon.

As they entered the younger teen's home, Stiles was feeling nervous. He had forgotten that Derek said he wouldn't be around much and hoped he was, in fact, around.

"Derek? Are you here?" Stiles called out. Danny was looking around curiously for the eldest male. He wanted to meet this guy, to see if he liked Stiles as much as the younger teen liked him.

"What do you want, idiot?" Derek called out as he walked down the stairs. He stopped in his tracks when he was met with the sight of a boy he'd never seen before standing, in his opinion, too close to Stiles. Derek's wolf overtook his senses for a split second, and all he could think about was destroying the tanned boy who dared to come near his territory. He quickly regained his composure, his eyes losing their electric blue coloring. He growled lightly, so the teens couldn't hear him and asked coldly. "Who's this?"

Danny could tell that Derek was jealous, and smirked to himself 'This is going to be easy. He's obviously upset, how does Stiles not see this?' He wrapped his arm around the light brown-eyed teen's waist and pulled him closer.

"My name's Danny, I'm Stiles' boyfriend. Nice to meet you Mr. Hale." He spoke, emphasizing their and Derek's obvious age difference.

Stiles' cheeks turned pink, and he looked down at the ground. Derek, seeing how Stiles did not deny Danny's claim, became even more jealous, especially upon seeing the smug look on Danny's face. He wanted to slap that smirk off. Instead, he settled with a growl of "whatever" and moved to sit on the couch; feeling threatened by the other teen's presence.

'His boyfriend! What the hell does that idiot see in him! He's definitely not worth Stiles' time.' Derek thought to himself, crossing his arms.

He was too caught up in his bubble of anger that he hadn't noticed the teens had gone upstairs until he heard Stiles' bedroom door close with a click.

His eyes opened in shock and he saw red.

"Oh HELL no!"

Cliffy! ;D I know, I know, they're terrible. But I just love teasing y'all. So how'd you guys like it? Please Rate and Review! Hopefully the next chapter will be longer. And i'm definitely open to suggestions for future chapters!