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Not a crush anymore

Chapter 6

"Derek? Like our Derek? As in Derek Hale?"

Stiles exhaled deeply. Scott was definitely freaking out, but who wouldn't when their best friend told them they were in love with said friend's sort of mentor. The brunet got up from his place on the bench and started pacing.

"Of course Derek Hale! Do you know any other Derek? And you promised you wouldn't freak."

Scott calmed himself down and looked at the ground, not being able to really look at Stiles at the moment. His best friend was in love with Derek. Try as he might the young werewolf couldn't keep a chuckle down.

"What's so funny!"

"You guys would be perfect for each other now that I think about it."

Stiles stopped his pacing instantaneously and turned to look at his best friend. Had Scott really just said that or was he hearing things? Had Scott really just said that him and Derek would be perfect for one another? Maybe the full moon was already influencing Scott's ability to think straight? Even if it was a few days away.

"Hey don't look at me like I'm mental. Just think about it. He is this 'bite first ask questions later' type and you with your charm and funny disposition..., well your funny disposition at least, will balance him out. Like I said. Perfect."

Well maybe Scott was right. They would balance each other out quite nicely, but he was still a little bummed that Scott took the charm comment back. But what if Derek would be like dream Derek? Would the older werewolf toss him away after sex like the one his his dream had done?

"Hey Stiles it's okay."

Before Scott had gotten up and hugged him the brunet hadn't even noticed that he was crying, but now he could feel the hot and wet tears sliding down his face just like they had an hour ago in the kitchen with his father. The teenager embraced his friend and cried in Scott's shoulder.

The young werewolf whispered sweet nothings into Stiles' ears to calm the teen down a little. It seemed to work since Stiles stopped crying and merely stayed in Scott's embrace. They didn't move for a long while until the brunet moved his head back and locked eyes with his best friend.

"Can I tell you about a dream I had last night without you freaking out again?"

Scott thought for a second. Did he really want to know what kind of a dream made Stiles realize that he was in love with Derek? He sighed. This was one of those situation where you just had to take one for the team, wasn't it? Knowing he would most likely regret it he nodded and told Stiles to tell him about his dream.

"...And then we were lying on my bed and he just shoved me away. I didn't know what I did wrong so I got of the bed as well and tried to hug him, but he shoved me away again and growled at me. When I asked what was wrong he said that if I wanted a boyfriend I should go to anyone but him because the only thing I was to him was a warm body. He practically called me his sex toy and nothing else!"

By the time Stiles finished the brunet was in tears again. Just remembering the dream killed him emotionally. Scott was looking at his best friend, eyes wide and cheeks flushed. That had definitely been more than he ever wanted to know about Stiles' sex fantasies.

When he noticed the tears flowing down the brunet's cheeks he pulled him back into a hug and told him that it had only been a dream. The warning bell ran but both boys ignored it. They didn't have the first period because their homeroom teacher was sick. They stayed in the locker rooms, embracing, for a bit longer until Scott pulled away and sat Stiles down on one of the benches.

"For what it's worth I don't think Derek would ever sleep with you only to throw you out like that... or leave in this case. I doubt he would do that to anyone. Out of all the things he is, he is not such an asshole."

Stiles wiped his eyes and looked at Scott. The young werewolf was smiling at his best friend with confidence and understanding. He smiled back and gave Scott a small kiss on the forehead.

"Thanks."

Scott seemed a bit take aback by the kiss but said nothing about it. For a while the two boys just kept sitting in the locker rooms. Neither said anything and they didn't do anything either. They just sat in a comfortable silence and waited for their second lesson to start.

Suddenly Scott remembered the fake sleepover they were having at his place that night. He had told his mom that Stiles would come over and stay over while she was working the night shift at the hospital. Of course no one mentioned Derek or the fact that the topic during the whole sleepover would be their battle plan for defeating the alpha.

But Scott wasn't sure if things would go down all that smoothly that night if Stiles basically got a heart attack every time someone even mentioned Derek's name. What would happen if the brunet actually saw Derek. Scott shuttered a little at the thought. If Stiles still planed on coming then they would have to make up an excuse. And a good one.

"Stiles about tonight... do you still want to come?"

"Scott I'm a sixteen-year-old boy. I want to come every chance I get."

At least he's smiling and joking again Scott thought as he face palmed himself.

"Yes ha ha very funny and so mature, now tonight?"

The brunet thought about it for a few minutes. He could go if he could just get his stupid heart under control. Maybe if they told Derek he had a heart condition... No that wouldn't work. He'd ask why his heart never skipped beats before. His car! He could just say he had a car accident and now his heart beat was a little irregular.

"Yeah I'll come and I have a somewhat workable cover story."

Scott raised an eyebrow, but said nothing about Stiles' track record on failed and or near miss plans.

"Okay let's hear it."

"You see my car was stolen last night-"

"Your car was WHAT!"

A/N: Chapter 6! What did ya think? Will Stiles' plan work? Do you want it to work? Should something reeeeaaaaaally embarrassing happen? Let me know!