A/N: Thank you guys for all the reviews! I might just end this story because I really can't think of where it should go from here...romance? Action? Let me know thing you think!
"Can't you just try one more time?"
"Lydia, that's like the fifth time I've called Scott in the last 2 minutes. He would have picked up by now."
"Allison won't answer either..." She trailed off and then faced me, "Stiles, I'm scared."
Even when she was terrified, Lydia Martin managed to look as beautiful as ever. As much as I wanted to, protecting her would be close to impossible. I wasn't strong or fast, or I didn't have a bad case of the werewolf disease. I was just a spastic kid who was probably more spooked than she was.
"I won't let anything happen to you. I promise." I automatically choked out.
Why, Stiles, why. The last thing we need right now is one of your corny comments.
Fortunately, she flashed me her teeth. The expression across her face was hard to read though. Later on I came to the conclusion that she was more grateful than happy.
"You're a good guy, Stiles," And with that her grin broadened. My heart started racing when she said my name. I don't know what it is about actually hearing my name escape her lips, but it makes me feel important. With a werewolf best friend, it's sometimes hard to feel like that.
She got off her bed, tucked my shirt into her jeans she previously put on, and made an escape for the door.
"Well? Are we going to go find them or not?" She asked me like a valley school girl.
I sighed and followed her outside. She was always doing and saying things like that. One minute I feel like I'm getting somewhere, like maybe I have a chance with her. And the next minute she completely changes character.
It had gotten exceptionally dark since I was last outside. And it got exceptionally more deserted if that's possible. No noise, no nothing. Lydia gripped around my bicep for support and we started down the hall. It was times like this that I wished I lifted weights more.
We made a stop at what I guessed was Allison's room, but Lydia hesitated before knocking.
"Okay, I know it's not the full moon tonight and everything, but I can't help feeling like something's wrong. What if we walk in on something terrible? What if they're not even there? Stiles, I just want to go home." She spat out all in one breath. (She talks a lot when she's nervous)
"Let's not worry yet, I'm sure everything is fine." My voice went up an octave on the word "fine."
She took a deep breath and knocked. We heard foot steps nearing the door and I felt Lydia's hand tighten it's grip around. The door opened and thank The Lord it was Allison Argent standing in front of us.
"Hey, guys," She furrowed her brows in confusion, "What are you doing h-"
"Allison, is Scott with you?" I asked urgently. I searched the room with my eyes but wasn't able to find my best friend anywhere.
A look of fear started to creep up on her face. "No, I thought he was with you..."
"Allison I-" I started but Lydia talked over me.
"Listen, something bad is going on here and we need to find Scott. I thought heard screaming and something supernatural is definitely happening." I loved the way she took the initiative.
Allison didn't say another word but grabbed her phone and closed the door behind her. The three of us stood outside and stood in the warm air, relaxing and preparing ourselves for what was going to be happening in the next 24 hours.