Stop thinking

Summary: Despite her being the one with never quieting mind it was often Stiles who told him to stop thinking. Girl!Stiles Sciles Friends to Lovers, M for sexual content and language

By Olexandra

Disclaimer: I Don't Own Teen Wolf

He came to her room somewhere around four in the morning. It was stupid and pointless she was sleeping and safe now he knew that. But once he got home and put himself on bed he just couldn't stay there. His thoughts were constantly running back to her wondering about if she was really safe, if she was really okay.

God. They took her from a field full of people without anyone noticing.

He sat up and got dressed again just like that.

He had to come through her dad's window which wasn't the smartest move, him being the Sheriff and all but he didn't want to wake her up he just needed to know that she was okay.

He finally understood how Derek managed to sneak up on people like he did.

He was in front of her door when he heard the noises. Her heartbeat was louder than it should have been but she was alone.

She was tossing in her bed mumbling incomprehensively something about water and basement.

DDDDDDDDDDDD

She couldn't breathe.

She really couldn't.

She was drowning there was water and she just couldn't reach the surface.

It hurt.

God, it hurt so much.

Her head was on fire.

She was…

'Stiles.'

She was safe.

DDDDDDDDDDD

She jerked away nearly having a heart attack as she was held by someone and her mouth was covered. For a split second she thought she was again in the basement with Gerard until she realized that it was Scott.

She wasn't even sure how she knew but she did. It was super dark in her room and with the way he was holding her still it was hard to define any features but she knew it was him. She relaxed even more as she was hearing his calming words hushing her conforming it was really him.

After a moment she licked his hand and he put it away but continued pressing her to his chest with his other hand.

'You had a nightmare.'

'Yeah, no shit Sherlock,' she sighed and not really caring about what Scott might think about it she let her head fall on his shoulder.

'You said something about drowning.'

She nodded into him. She never noticed but Scott had some kind of special thing about him. Like if she would close her eyes she would still know that it was him somehow. It was strange. Maybe he smelled differently.

She pressed her nose into his shoulder just as she felt his free head started stroking her hair. They did this a few times before. She was usually the one with bad dreams. He had his asthma she had her nightmares and panic attacks. If it happened they would take care of it each other. There was an unspoken agreement. They never talked about it afterwards. There wasn't what to talk about. They just hugged.

'I-I couldn't breathe.'

'You're okay, now. I'm here. I'm not leaving you alone.'

She nodded.

'W-we could have a sleepover. Like we use to… just watch a movie or play some video games…'

He brushed his lips against her forehead, 'How about I hold you while you sleep?'

'I don't know if I can.'

'You can. I'm here. I won't let anything happen to you. Ever.'

She shivered a bit. The way he said it. The voice he used. She remembered the voice from a while back at his first fullmoons especially the one when he and Allison had just broken up for the first time. When he wasn't himself. When it was someone else, an animal that took over her best friend and made him say all those things to her.

'What's wrong?'

She came back to reality and shook her head.

'Just hold me, please.'

DDDDDDDD

When Stiles woke up and groaned at the sunlight terrorizing her eyes. She wanted to sleep but the sun was acting super annoying since it wasn't sharing her wants.

'Stiles?' her father called and opened the door.

She looked up, 'Hm?'

'I'm going to work will you be okay today?'

She let out a frustrated noise, 'Yeah. Fine.'

'Love you, kiddo.'

'Love you, dad.'

She lied back down as she heard him closing her door and rushing down the stairs.

'Well, we're so lucky I'm a werewolf,' she suddenly heard and literally shot out of the bed like a bullet.

'Scott!'

'Quiet, dummy your dad is still here,' said Scott as he was coming back through the window.

She blinked her brown eyes ridiculously wide, 'You stayed?'

'Yeah,' he said suddenly realizing how she was looking at him like he did something wrong… no like she did something wrong. Could she possibly think that it was too much that she wanted him to stay? Him, of all the people her? Her best friend? Were the past few months that terrible that their friendship was somehow cracked and he didn't even notice? Since when had him being there for her turned into something unexpected something weird? Gosh, he really needed to start working on himself.

'Uhm, I didn't want you to have any nightmares. I would wake you if you did.'

She watched him for a while before the softest of smiles formed on her lips. He was in awe. He thought about it a few times before. Stiles no matter how tomboyish she would act was a girl and occasionally she would show this fact by saying or doing something totally girlie. They were friends for the longest of times and sometimes whenever he realized like that that Stiles was a girl he would wonder…

'Thanks Scotty.'

He smiled back shaking his momentary thoughts away and got back to the bed to sit on it.

'Your dad just left so breakfast and jeepfixing?'

She brushed her face a couple of times. 'Sounds like a plan.'

DDDDDDDDDD

They managed to fix the car. Well, Stiles was doing most of the repairing. She was doing it so often she was almost a pro at it. It was nicely hot outside. It was nice. He watched as Stiles was getting angry but never blaming her baby for its state rather blaming Derek and the kanima, Jackson even him and basically everyone except her jeep.

He laughed a lot that day completely forgetting about Allison whenever she did occasionally crossed his mind he couldn't help but wondered if it wasn't like a shock thing that maybe he was being distracted with his sudden overprotectiveness with Stiles that he wasn't paying attention to the fact that he and Allison were no longer together. Or maybe a part of him was playing a game. Today he had a brodate with his best friend so tomorrow he could be with his girlfriend. The only problem would be that when the tomorrow would come he would realize he has no girlfriend and become the same mess he was earlier this year when they broke up.

No.

No. Not this time. This time he wanted it to be different. Defeating Gerard like that almost all by himself awoke a deep feeling within him. A feeling of achievement. It was a great feeling. He wanted more from it. He needed to get better. Better at everything. His mom now knew about the whole werewolf drama so there were no more secrets. His best friend was okay and with the kanima solved and summer ahead he had just the amount of time to actually do something. He could study over the summer. Stiles would surely tutor him. He could practice lacrosse some more and get better. He could help Stiles get better at it. That would be-

'Earth to Scott!' he heard before he was suddenly completely wet.

WHAT. THE. FUCK?!

'Stiles!'

He looked at the girl who now laughing like crazy, holding an empty bucket. Some time ago while he was thinking she must have gone inside for the bucket to wash the car. That…that bitch!

'YOU ARE SO DEAD, STILINSKI!'

In a second he ran after her. She tried to ran away but was still laughing and he was a werewolf after all, a pissed as hell werewolf right now. He caught her in a matter of moments throwing her over his shoulder rushing to her garage.

'No! Scott don't you dare!' she shouted still half laughing as he carry her into the bathroom where he took the water hose and turned it on still holding poor struggling and screaming Stiles on his shoulder. She was really light and he liked holding her like this.

He turned on the water and took the hose.

He put Stiles down and holding her by her t-shirt he watered her as she tried to get away tearing her t-shirt in the process and falling to the ground. He immediately threw the hose away and kneeled next to her.

'Sorry, you ok?'

'Are you kidding me? That was awesome!' She brushed her wet hair that was glued to her face away.

'But you're so buying a new Green Lantern t-shirt but hell that was great,' she laughed and lied back down ignoring the people that walked and were looking at them.

Scott looked at them and then back at his silly and wet best friend in a ripped shirt.

'You are a disaster you know that?'

'Hey! So are you, you wet dog!'

'I'm a wet dog?'

He immediately reached for the hose and started watering her again.

She screamed and got up.

They were running around for a while until they were both laughing too hard to stop.

Despite everything he was smiling for the rest of the day even when he got home. Everything was in a way perfect.

DDDDDDD

He told Stiles about his plan to start learning a bit through the summer and right on Monday after school she brought him a couple of books he should have already had read and right on Friday they began training.

Stiles shared Scott's enthusiasm but had a serious problem sticking to it. Scott had to force her a bit to it but they managed to practice until almost midnight which ended up with Stiles being immobile for a couple of days.

He woke up to the sound of his phone confused because he didn't set his alarm clock on.

Stiles was calling him to which he sighed and picked up.

'I so hate you right now!' she called or more like groaned.

He chuckled and sat up brushing his hair, 'What?'

'I can't move you idiot. I'm going to kill you.'

He laughed.

'Seriously. I'm going to put you into a bathtub full of wolfsbane. Do you hear me? Scott knock it off. I can't move what am I going to do, you jerk? I need to pee.'

He laughed so hard he couldn't breathe just imaging it until he finally stopped and took pity on his friend. He came to her house and helped her for the weekend with her walk while making annoying comments that earned him slaps and punches but he didn't mind.

DDDDDDD

Allison was leaving.

He found out about it on Thursday. She sent him a text telling him that she wanted to see him because she was leaving to France with her dad.

She wasn't at school the previous week but he assumed it was because of what happened that her dad wanted her to rest for a bit.

The meeting wasn't like the one before because then he was certain they would be once again together once they will both be in the right place but now she was leaving and he didn't know when or if she would return and it broke him apart. She would leave. Leave him leave them and he…and he… he suddenly felt like he couldn't breathe.

He did something stupid and ran he was running for what seemed like forever until he found himself in front of Stiles house. Where else could he have found himself anyway?

He came through her window.

She was just ending a phone call when he suddenly grabbed her and pressed her against him. She managed to let out a short yelp as his arms went around her crushing her into him.

'I-I sorry….Stiles…I just…,' he couldn't talk not now.

Later. Yes, later when he wouldn't feel like the world have just felt apart and he was the one drowning without any chance of saving… no there was one Stiles. Stiles who he was holding so tightly he might have been breaking her bones but who didn't even move or speak because she knew how much needed it.

Just like he did a few weeks before she held him or let him held her but at the moment it was the same.

They didn't talk about it.

Stiles just later told him that Allison called worried about him since he ran away and hoped he could meet her before she would leave.

DDDDDD

He did and it was painful but Stiles came to pick him up in the jeep briefly hugging with Allison telling her that she didn't blame her to which Allison asked her to take care of him.

'For you?' asked Stiles meaning it as a mockery when Allison just shook her head.

'Not for me. For you,' she hugged her once more and whispered something into her ear that Scott didn't hear but by the way Stiles smile fell in must have been something bad.

She was tense the whole ride back and even though he was sad and in his own thoughts her anxiousness managed to reach him leaving him confused.

But he didn't ask instead he went through every happy memory with Allison in his head surprised that there were more than enough. It made him feel a bit better about everything.

Just a little bit.