Stiles woke up the next morning, still with Jackson, still nuzzled comfortably beside. It was 8.30am, he had accidentally stayed the whole night. He was completely exhausted from the wonderful events of the night before, and truth be told didn't really want to leave Jackson's side. It wasn't til he checked his phone that he began to panic. He had 14 missed calls, 9 from his Dad and 4 from Scott. He quickly shot out of bed and began to get dressed, finding all his clothes scattered on the ground. As he was rummaging around, Jackson slowly stretched, waking up.
"What time is it?" Jackson said with his eyes closed.
"8.30, I have to go," Stiles muttered.
Stiles grabbed his shoes, and made sure he had his phone in his palm so he could call Scott as soon as he got in the car.
"I'll see you later?" Stiles said, at Jackson's door.
Jackson cleared his throat, obviously wanting something from Stiles. Stiles rushed over towards the bed and threw himself down so that their faces were together. He planted a quick yet soft kiss on Jackson's lips.
"Yes, you will," Jackson replied with a grin on his face.
Stiles jumped back up and headed out the door. He didn't wipe the smile off his face until he got into his jeep and realised that he needed to come up with a pretty good lie to both Scott and his Dad.
He called Scott first, to get his story straight to his Dad. Assuming his Dad still thought that he was at Scott's house, perhaps his lie worked. Scott picked up on the first ring.
"Where the hell are you?" Scott said, bluntly.
"I fell asleep at the hospital watching Lydia, so my phone was turned off. Did my Dad call you?" Stiles said, quiet happy with his cover story. He had done it before, why not do it again.
"Yeah he did, he said that you told him you were with me. I told him you were, but said you couldn't talk."
"Thanks dude, I'll come see you later."
Next Stiles called his Dad, he too answered on the first ring.
"Stiles? Why didn't you answer my calls?" Mr Stilinski asked.
"Sorry Dad, I spent the night at Scott's and my phone died," Stiles replied, hoping that would cover himself.
"Call me next time, I had no idea what you were doing."
Stiles knew exactly what he was doing, "Sorry. I'll be home soon."
Stiles stayed in his bedroom for most of the morning. He laid on his bed, with his hands behind his head, staring the ceiling. This time yesterday he was freaking out about Jackson with his thoughts racing through his mind. Now he was the complete opposite, very composed and almost pleased with himself. He had the best night of his life with Jackson last night, everything rolled into one.
Only a few days ago he couldn't give a toss about Jackson, he didn't like him and just kept out of his way. Now he couldn't get him off his mind, he really liked him and had never really had feelings like that for someone before. Except for Lydia. Shit Lydia. Stiles was so caught up in the moments of last night that he had completely forgotten about her. He felt so bad for erasing her from his mind that easily. Sure, he still loved her, and probably always would, but with Jackson, it felt different. It was real, and deep down, even though he'd hate to admit it to himself, maybe he and Lydia would never get together.
Stiles collapsed onto his bed - He felt exhausted but exhilarated, his mind was running through the last 24 hours over and over again. He could hardly keep the smile off his face, it was a challenge doing so when he was talking to his Dad.
Another thought that crossed his mind was lying to him and Scott too. What was he really lying about, the fact that he was out all night or that he was with a boy and that he loved it? Stiles always thought he was straight, he never thought he would have to tell people that he wasn't. But then again, was he even gay? He really liked Jackson and loved being with him last night, but does that make him gay - or in fact what does make someone gay?, he thought to himself.
Stiles took a much needed breath - tried to calm himself down, too many questions - too many answers, too much of everything.
Somehow Stiles slept for most of the morning, lying on his stomach with his head and feet dangling over the sides of the bed.
He was awoken by a text message. It was from Derek.
"I don't want to know - but how did it go last night?"
Stiles smiled at the message, it still freaked him out that Derek was being nice to him and almost cared.
"I'll come see you," Stiles replied.
Stiles was expecting a reply for Derek saying he didn't want that much information - but rather he found him leaning on his front porch. Stiles jumped out of the car and headed over to Derek, at the bottom of the porch stairs.
"What happened? Or do I not want to know?" Derek asked running his hand over his brow.
"You probably don't want to know - but it was amazing, out of this world."
"Ew, but good" Derek replied, relieved that Stiles didn't look like he was going to go into more detail. It wasn't what they were doing were gross, just the fact that he knew both reasonably well and it was going to take some getting use to.
"Did you come all the way over here to tell me that?"
"No, but I'm a wreck otherwise. Had to lie to my Dad and to Scott - my mind is going crazy - thinking too much."
"Isn't that normal?"
"Well yeah but it's usually something I figure out - this is somehow too hard - and my mind is now overworking itself."
"What exactly are you trying to say?"
"I don't know - I guess I don't know what I'm doing - I think I may love him."
Stiles sat on the porch steps, feeling defeated.
Derek sighed and moved down next to him.
"Jackson is your first love right?"
Derek stared straight ahead into the horizon, to avoid any eye contact; he didn't know why he was being this nice.
"Lydia was or is, I don't know."
"You love her yes, but she is your lifelong crush - I'm presuming its different with Jackson - because he likes you too and you have been together," Derek cleared his throat.
"Why are you being so helpful and nice, it's freaking me out."
Derek turned to look at Stiles with a small smile. "I've had similar experiences when I was your age - no not with a guy - but being controlled by feelings of a first love."
Stiles attempted to smirk but was caught by Derek.
"If you ever tell anyone any of this, you'll have much more to worry about than what you do now - okay?"
Stiles still smirked but nodded.
Derek stared back at the horizon, "I loved someone a lot - never mind to what happened in the end - but in the beginning I was so nervous - I liked her so much that I was too afraid to do anything in case I lost her. I had all the same feelings as you, confused, anxious. But I couldn't be honest with her, because I am a werewolf, I was keeping it from her and it killed me. I didn't want to hurt her. And I had no one to talk to, plus I didn't want to tell anyone about it all - I felt like I should be stronger than that, but I ended up doing something I never thought I would do."
"What? What was it?"
"I talked to her - told her everything I had been thinking - turns out she was feeling the same things about us - it brought us closer - to point that I wanted to tell her that I was a werewolf, but that doesn't matter in this case."
Stiles could sense that Derek was leaving a lot of his story out, but he didn't want to pry. "Wow okay - but it's Jackson, as if he would even be thinking about all this."
"You might be surprised. I never thought the girl I loved would either, she was so strong and independent but we are all human - well sort of"
"Okay - I guess you are right. I could try that."
"Are you going to talk to me every single time you have a problem now?"
"Oh well no. I guess not." Stiles said with uncertainty. He never realised that he was probably completely annoying Derek, he got distracted by Derek's niceness.
Derek snickered, "I'm only joking. I'm sure when you talk to him, you won't have any more problems."
"Thanks Derek."
Stiles went to Jackson's house as planned, later that night. Still nervous as hell, but with all the advice from Derek inside him he felt a little more confident about the situation.
As soon as he saw Jackson - he could tell what he wanted to do by the look on his face. He really wanted to do that too, but talking it through would make him feel much better and probably enjoy it even more.
Jackson grabbed his hand gently and guided them upstairs to his bedroom.
Stiles managed to say something, "We need to talk."
Jackson ignored him, exactly how Stiles thought he would.
They got to Jackson's bedroom and Jackson, using his upper body strength through Stiles onto his bed and placed himself on top of him. Stiles welcomed his kisses, they were so warm and passionate, so hot. He was actually grateful that he had a mind that wouldn't turn off that easily - and was able to lift himself off Jackson and try to get him to talk.
"What is it?" Jackson said, still highly in the mood.
"We'll get back to that in a sec, believe me. I just want to talk for a minute."
Jackson rolled his eyes and moved away from Stiles.
"I know - I'm being annoying, I just wanted to get some things into the open - about us - that I'm sure you might want to do as well."
Jackson changed his tune and turned to face Stiles once again. This signaled Stiles that maybe he had Jackson's attention.
"My mind has been going crazy since Friday night... look I really like you. But I don't think I'm gay, I've never liked any other guy like this. The only other person I've loved.. liked.. is Lydia, and that freaks me out too, because I should be there for her, but instead I'm having the time of my life with her ex-boyfriend... I don't..."
Jackson brought Stiles to a stop by grabbing onto his hand. He had such a sweet smile on his face, like he understood every word. Maybe Derek was right.
"I really like you too, you use to annoy the hell out of me, I don't know what happened. I've been thinking about things too…I'm not gay - I've been with enough girls to know that. But it is different with you and I like it. And I want it to continue - I don't know how - if we are couple or whatever , I just want to spend time with you."
Stiles could tell that that took a lot of courage from Jackson to share his feelings like that, he felt privileged that he was able to see him like that.
"What about school and our friends and Lydia? I mean I don't want to tell or whatever - I just want to know what to do."
"I guess we keep school the same for now - see how it goes. I may have told Danny already - just because he is my best friend and I needed someone to talk to. And Lydia - I guess we wait until she wakes up and take it from there - that sort you out?"
Stiles felt so much better - everything was out in the open. Though it did make him second guess himself when he heard that Jackson had told Danny everything. Why hadn't he wanted to be that honest with Scott? But it didn't matter - Derek had been a great help so far, so he probably made a good decision.
"Yes it does. Thank you," Stiles replied and squeezed Jackson's hand tightly.
Jackson stared down at their hands, "I hope we are doing more than that tonight."
"You mean go all the way?" Stiles said quickly.
Stiles closed his eyes and put his hand on his mouth, he couldn't believe how open he had said that. 'Jackson must think that I am taking everything too fast,' Stiles thought. In the past two days Stiles had seen Jackson as someone he didn't like to having strong feelings and sharing a bed with him.
Before he could see any response from Jackson Stiles managed to speak. 'Sorry, that was a bit out there."
Jackson couldn't help but smile, grinning from cheek to cheek, "Yeah."
Stiles stared at Jackson, with feelings of relief and astonishment, "Seriously? I mean do you think we are moving too fast or whatever?"
"We are two teenage boys, all we think about sex, why do think so much into it? Why not just do it?"
Stiles had never liked Jackson so much; he nodded enthusiastically, conjuring up a serious face.
"You are absolutely right, no doubt about it."
-Sorry for the long delay guys, didn't know where to go from the last chapter. The Derek flashback episode last week sparked me up again and I was able to keep going. Promise not as long as a delay next time - you know what the next chapter brings...! :P