"Natalie. Thank God you're okay!" Stiles ran his fingers through his hair as him and Scott made it all the way down the stairs and stopped in front of me and Jordan.
"What. Jordan you're not in werewolf form?" Scott inspected him closely.
"I know, I changed back just now. After fighting that girl." Jordan shrugged, glancing at the window which she used to escape.
"Tracey." I added.
"No way! I didn't change back into me that fast!" Liam grumbled, he was stood on the stairs staring in astonishment at Jordan. He joined us in our minuture circle.
"That's because you're an angry little wolf boy." Stiles patronised Liam, as he patted him on the back. Liam growled in defence. I noticed that all the boys had tiny scratch marks on them and that Scott and Liam had rips in their clothing. Presumably from claws.
"Oh good. You're okay." Malia sighed as her and Kira walked down the stairs to join us. Malia had a large cut on her face. Kira held her sword in her hand. She folded it back into her belt and wrapped it around her waist.
"What even happened?" I asked, looking at everyones battle injuries.
"Theo happened." Stiles scoffed.
"Why am I not surprised?" I sighed.
"Theo brought Josh, Tracey and a dread doctor with him." Scott explained with annoyance.
"How the hell did you manage that? I mean a dread doctor? Wow." I gasped.
"Me and Kira held up the dread doctor. It explains our cuts and bruises." Malia raised an eyebrow as Kira nodded.
"It's 'Kira and I'." Stiles glanced at Malia.
"What. No. It was me and Kira. You didn't do anything." Malia frowned at him.
"No Malia that's not what I- nevermind." Stiles sighed.
"Anyway." Scott shook his head. "Liam and I dealt with Josh and Tracey, which was a problem considering Josh cut through the wires in the living room and shocked Liam. Now we have no lights in most of the house." Scott explained.
"Yeah I still feel a bit static." Liam cocks his head and rubs the back of his neck. I took a glance at Jordan who looked completely lost.
"Josh. Josh the electric chimera hybrid thing?" Jordan tried to catch up.
"Yeah. Him." Kira confirmed.
"No Hayden or Corey?" I ask as I could tell Liam tense up at the mention of Hayden.
"No. I don't think Theo trusts Hayden to fight us, especially against Liam. She wouldn't. And I think Corey is getting a bit too attached to Mason. Too much to go against him." Scott guessed.
"Scott. Please let Hayden be in our pack. Theo isn't good for her. She doesn't want to be there, I know it." Liam pleaded.
"I would. She could if she wanted to but she has never asked. I couldn't say no to your girlfriend, especially after I couldn't save her. Its the least I can do." Scott shrugged in guilt.
"She's too scared to stand up to him. He wouldn't just say 'yeah sure you can transfer over to my enemies pack, it's fine Hayden. No hard feelings', no he wouldn't would he." Stiles said sarcastically.
"Is it really that easy? To be part of an alphas pack?" Jordan asked.
"It depends on the votes of everyone in the pack." Scott answered.
"Why? Thinking of joining?" Malia teased Jordan.
"Uh n-no." Jordan mumbled.
"Stiles, where were you in the battle of the lake house?" I asked, curious. More so trying to change the conversation.
"He did nothing. He was lying down." Malia said before Stiles could answer.
"Malia I wasn't- no." Stiles held up his arms.
"Yes you were. You were lying on the floor." Malia smirked and crossed her arms.
"Yes because Tracey paralysed me with her stupid kanima venom. Then she tried to get to the basement where you two were and I couldn't move." Stiles said in frustration. He looked around the wrecked basement in awe. "But it looks like you both handled that fairly well." He sighed. Jordan and I exchanged proud looks with one another.
"Um... Why are the chains pulled out the ground?" Kira asked as everyone turned to look at the destroyed pieces of metal.
"I uh, kind of got out." Jordan shrugged.
"Yeah, if you didn't I would of had more injuries than just a couple of bruises." I smiled at him. He returned it.
"What did Theo want anyway?" Jordan asked, his eyes forcing themselves to pan away from me.
"He didn't waste any time talking. He paid us a surprise visit just as I was about to put the last but of wolfsbane down." Stiles shook his head. "God I hate him."
"Speaking of wolfsbane. Connect it now, just in case he comes back." Scott looked at Stiles.
"On it." Stiles said as he raced up the basement stairs, Malia, Kira and Scott followed him.
"Now what?" Liam asked. Rubbing the back of his neck once more.
"You need to calm down." I told him.
"What? I am calm." He frowned, confused.
"No I mean the full moon, it's affecting you. I can tell." I nod my head towards him.
"How?" Liam asked.
"You keep rubbing the back of your neck. It's irritating you." I say casually.
"I feel a bit sick I guess." Liam shrugged as he stared at the full moon.
"It's kind of late. We should probably get some sleep anyway." I suggested.
~~~~5 hours later~~~~
2am. We had managed to clear up most of the broken bits of furniture and shattered shards of glass. Well more or less. Since the lighting was out due to Josh's light show we had searched around the lake house for as many candles as we could find. We filled the living room with them. It wasn't bright but it was bright enough to make out who was who and it was bright enough to still see everyone's injuries. Unitentionally we had all camped out in the living room. I was lying on a sofa that I had all to myself with a blanket, I was texting Mason to say that we were all still alive.
Scott and Kira were entangled with each other on the sofa opposite me, they were both fast asleep. Stiles and Malia had made two separate beds on the floor. I'm guessing they haven't fully made up yet. Jordan had set up a bed on the floor next to the sofa I claimed. Liam had set up his next to the sofa where Scott and Kira were dead to the world. Both Jordan and Liam were still awake, they are somewhere around the house.
"How's the cut on your face?" Stiles asked Malia as he finished making his bed.
"It's healing." Malia shrugged as she lay on her handmade bed.
"Theo, he's such an ass." Stiles shook his head.
"What does he want? I don't understand." Malia turned on her side, her back towards Stiles.
"We aren't back to normal are we? You and me?" Stiles sighed.
This is the point when I decided to stop earwigging in on my brothers conversation. Instead, I put down my phone and went into the lake house's kitchen. I found Jordan getting a drink from the fridge.
"I thought you were asleep?" Jordan raised his eyebrows when he saw me.
"Where have you been for the last 3 hours?" I crossed my arms and leaned on one leg.
"You know, keeping my distance." Jordan shrugged.
"Jordan, you're not going to turn again. It's pretty much morning anyway." I reassured him.
"I don't trust myself." He put down his glass.
"Yeah well I don't trust myself with ordering a pizza because I will probably end up getting everything on it so." I rolled my eyes, Jordan laughed at my comment. It wasn't a joke, I genuinely don't order pizza for myself.
"The moon is still up though." Jordan pointed out the window.
"So what? Dawn is only in a couple of hours. You have it under control." I shrugg.
"Well I'm not sleeping until dawn then." Jordan sat down on one of the bar stools that I was stood next to.
"Jordan you need to sleep. Being tired is just going to make you feel less in control." I sighed.
"Why are you so worried about me?" He smirked, liking my attention.
"I'm just saying. You can do what you want, see I care." I defended myself, a bit too quickly.
"I will." Jordan smiled.
"Good." I say, refusing to look at him.
"You look cute when you try to pretend I'm not here." Jordan teased me. He stood up to stand next to me.
"Maybe I should do it more often." I said sourly, looking him right in the eye.
"I'll look forward to it." Jordan said, still maintaining eye contact. His green eyes sparkling in the low lit kitchen.
Jordan unexpectedly lifted up his hand to brush a strand of hair gently from my face. I couldn't help but sustain eye contact. He lowered his head slightly so that our lips were a few inches apart. His warm hand rested on my jaw bone. My heart beat fastened and I only hoped that Jordan wasn't tuning into it. As our lips just slightly brushed, my head over took my heart. I turned my head away from him and lifted his hand off of my face. We still stood quite close but our faces had distance from each other.
"We agreed, just friends." I said sternly.
"You're just friends. I'm not." Jordan scoffed.
"Jordan. I like you. Okay, I do. I just-" I paused.
"You just don't like the wolf me." Jordan finished.
I couldn't think of any other way to describe it. It's not that I hated werewolves, I mean how could I? I was surround by them. My best friend is one. I couldn't deny that my feelings for Jordan were growing but I wish they wouldn't. There's just some thing about him that I was drawn to, however there's also something that I feel like I need to avoid. As I didn't answer Jordan, he exited the kitchen with his drink and went into the living room. After standing there for a few seconds, I followed him in.
~~~~1 hour later~~~~
3am. Staus update. Scott and Kira were still entangled and asleep. Now Stiles and Malia were both asleep, even though they weren't mushed together like Scott and Kira, they were still touching. Malia had her head resting on Stiles shoulder as his arm was around her. So much for separate beds. So much for 'not back to normal'.
Liam had joined us now, he was lying down on his floor bed with his back turned to me. I couldn't tell if he was sleeping or not. So I decided to throw a cushion at him and no he didn't even flinch. Either he is ignoring me or he is asleep. Since I haven't done anything to piss him off, I can vouch for the second option. Jordan however was not asleep, he was lying on his floor bed with his arms behind his head, staring at the ceiling. Despite me being extremely tired, I kept tossing and turning, unable to get comfy enough to sleep.
"Are you really not going to sleep?" I lift my head up to look down at Jordan.
"I can't." Jordan said bluntly.
"Why don't you try closing your eyes?" I said with sarcasm.
"Because then I'll fall asleep." Jordan pressed his lips together.
"You're unbelievable." I sighed.
"You asked." Jordan smiled slightly.
"It was rhetorical." I scoffed. I watched as Jordan grinned at my answer.
"I wish you would stop smiling." I ran my fingers through my hair. His gaze focused on me.
"Why?" He continued his stupid grin.
"It's-its... it's annoying okay." I snapped.
"What's annoying about it?" He laughed.
"Nothing. I'm going to sleep night." I said as I abruptly turned so my back was facing him.
Truth was, his smile was infecting my heart with lust and I was afraid it would spread to my brain.
