A/N: Here's chapter 6! I own nothing but my O/C. Enjoy :)
Stiles and Scott went over to the change rooms so i went over to the bleachers. I didn't feel like watching their practice but i was hanging out at Stiles house after and he was my ride. Everyone came on the field and started practicing. Near the end of the practice Scott was going against Jackson. He shoved my brother to the ground and walked away. Scott got up and bent down. The coach seemed to be saying something to him that was just making him even more angry. "You don't wanna do this Mr. Finstock." I muttered under my breath. Scott went back in line. My brother ran towards Jackson and trampled the guy. He grabbed his shoulder in pain and my brother walked farther away and went down in the grass holding his head in his hands. Stiles ran to him and brought him up. I ran on the field to find both of them had disappeared. I ran towards the boys locker room to see if they were there. When I arrived, I opened the door and saw Scott on top of the lockers chasing after a frightened Stiles. "Scott, get the hell down from there!" I yelled to him. He turned his eyes over in my direction and jumped right on top of me making me fall to the floor. "Scott! Calm down!" I saw Stiles run towards us by the corner of my eyes and grab the fire extinguisher. He tried to spray only Scott but got me in the process. It distracted him enough so i could push him off and run with Stiles out of the room. "Stiles?" I heard Scott's voice and slowly looked back in. Stiles let out a breath of relief. Scott was back to normal. "You alright Sam?" I looked over to Stiles and nodded my head. Scott gave us both a confused look. "What happened?" Stiles sat down on the ground in front of Scott while I decided to just stay standing up in my sticky wet clothes because of the fire extinguisher. "You tried to kill me then Sam. It's like I told you before. It's the anger, your pulse rising. It's a trigger". Scott seemed bummed by that but who could blame him in his current situation. "But, that's lacrosse. It's a pretty violent game if you haven't noticed". I walked over to Scott and put my hand on his shoulder. "Scott, I don't think you can play Saturday. You could seriously hurt someone let alone kill them". He looked back towards Stiles seeing that he was agreeing with me. "But I'm first line". Stiles shook his head and told him "Not anymore". Scott stood up and walked out of the room in anger. "Stiles what if he doesn't listen to us?" Stiles went to his locker and started taking his equipment off. "Let's not think about that right now. We're only Thursday and we have until Saturday. I'll just get changed and showered, then we can go over to my house. Alright?" I nodded my head and walked out so he could change.
We finally arrived at his house after about 25 min. Stiles phone went off when we entered the house. "Well looks like Jackson has a disloacaded shoulder". That was caused by Scott obviously. I would have to break the news to him later. "Can we not talk about school or the supernatural tonight please?" He took my hand and brought me up to his room. "Sure anything you want". He gave me a smile and wrapped his arms around me. "I want to change out of these sticky clothes. Can i borrow a shirt or something?" He walked over to his draw and took out a pair of jogging pants and a plain green shirt. "Here. I know just how much you love the color green". I gave him a quick kiss and took the clothes. "Thank you". I walked over to the washroom and changed. I had to roll the pants at the waist a little because they were too long plus the shirt was a little too long also. But it was guys clothes and Stiles was taller than me. At least i was out of my sticky ones. I walked back over to his room and sat down on his bed. He came up with some crackers and water. He put them on his table next to his laptop. "I got you some food in case you were hungry". He came to sit next to me on the bed. "Thanks but I'm not too hungry". He turned his head and looked down at me. His eyes were shining like the sun. He was so close that i could feel the heat of his body on mine. I took his face in my hands and brought his lips down onto mine. His lips were grazing over mine so softly. I slowly urged his lips harder onto mine. It was as though my body had a mind of it's own. His hand was tangling thorugh my hair and the other was around my waist. I gasped as he pushed me down on the bed crushing his body hard on top of mine. My hands slipped under his shirt tugging at it. He slipped it off and went back to kissing my neck. His chest was hard and smooth. My heart was pounding 10 miles per hour until something broke the moment. "Stiles, did you hear that?". I heard some kind of noise downstairs. Stiles stopped kissing me and looked down into my eyes. "Heard what?" I tried listening and heard more noises coming from downstairs. "Oh my god, Stiles is your dad home?" Someone started walking up the stairs to Stiles rooom. He jumped off of me and put his shirt back on. I rearranged mine and went to go eat some crackers just as Stiles dad came in to his room. "Hey I got off work early. Are you-" He finally saw me sitting at Stiles desk with the water and crackers then looked back over to Stiles who was sitting at the end of his bed. "Hi mr. Stilinski, how was work?" He gave us both a questioning look. "It was, good. I guess. Ah, should I be worried?" Me and Stiles both looked over to each other wanting the other to respond. "What do you mean dad?" Mr. Stilinski looked down at the floor. "I mean, do we need to, you know, have 'the talk'?". I froze in my place dropping the cracker that was halfway to my mouth. "You did not just say that. Okay dad, it hasn't even been more than two weeks since we've been dating. Out. Now. Go". I started laughing out loud as Stiles was closing the door on his dad. We both heard a faint "Fine, not my business anyways" as his dad was going into his room. I stood up and walked over to Stiles. "Well that was the most awkward conversation ever". He pressed his lips lightly on mine and pulled away. "Dads. What you gonna do with them". After he said that he probably remembered that I didn't have a dad to have those moments with. The man I called dad once was horrible and then he finally decided to leave us alone. "I'm sorry I didn't mean to-" I pressed my finger to his mouth shutting him up. "I know it's alright Stiles, really".
He took my hand and started bringing me downstairs into the living room. "Wanna watch a movie or something?" A movie actually sounded good at this moment. "What movie do you propose my dear Stiles?" I attempted to talk in a British accent but failed. "I'm do not know.. We, my lady, are in a pickle for sure". Well this conversation sure beat the one with his dad. "Hmmm, how about... 'The Avengers'? I'm in the mood for a little bit of comedy". He plugged his laptop in to the TV since the movie was downloaded already onto the laptop. "and we are ready to go". I sat down in the middle of the couch so he could sit on the side. He sat down and wrapped his arm around me. I cuddled into his side laying my head on his shoulder. Hopefully his dad would stay upstairs for tonight after that event. The movie finally came to an end. Stiles shut the tv and his laptop off. "Well that was a good movie, well from the parts I saw of it since someone was distracting me with the kissing and the laughing". I turned a bright red and lay down on the couch giving him no space to sit down. "Aww i was just kidding, it was a good distraction". I turned to look at him. "I hope so or else we would have a pretty big problem". In the middle of saying that I let out a big yawn. He walked up to the couch and crouched down in front of me so we were on eye level. Maybe it's time to bring you home. I think someone's a little tired, don't you think?" I let out another small yawn as I was getting up. "Yeah, I'm so tired that I can't walk so you're gonna have to carry my bag and me at the same time". I gave him the biggest smile I could make. He grabbed my bag beside the couch and turned around so his back was facing me. I ran up to him and jumped on his back. "I was just kidding but since you volunteered, might as well". He laughed under his breath and carried me to his jeep. "Man you are so heavy, I almost dropped you". He put me down in front of the door to his jeep. I hit his shoulder and hopped in. He did the same and started backing out of his driveway. "Let me give you some advice. First never call a girl fat and second, I will have you know that I am in top shape. Maybe even better than you as a matter of fact". He turned onto the next street. "You know what? I will challenge you to that. Next time at lacrosse, we shall compete. We can take turns being the goalie and the shooter. Who ever gets the most goals out of 2 rounds wins". This could actually work. "Fine, but next time we are going to the arena and we will see who can skate the fastest". He parked in my driveway to let me out. "Now see that's not fair. We all know who's gonna win that one. At least at lacrosse you have a fair chance". I rolled my eyes and kissed him. The porch light turned on and that was my mom's sign of saying it was time to come in. "Goodnight Stiles, see you in the morning". He gave me one last kiss and i got out. "Goodnight!" I heard him call from the jeep. I walked inside to see my mom looking over with a smile on her face. "Ah hi mom, How you been?" She walked up to me as I was putting my bag down. I heard Scott coming down the stairs. "Just fine and may I ask why you are wearing Stiles clothes? Because I've never seen your brother wear that". I looked over to Scott not sure what to say since he was also the reason why I was wearing these clothes. "Ah, the guys, they ah, dumped their water bottles on me after practice. I guess they thought it would be funny. So I went over to Stiles and he burrowed me some clothes". Scott glared at me for having blamed this on him to my mom. Still, technically it was his fault. My mom looked over to Scott with a disapproving look. "Why would you do that? You know what? I don't even want to know. Boys will be boys". She walked upstairs to her room leaving me alone with Scott. "Thanks a lot. Now my mom thinks I'm an idiot". I started to walk up the stairs making my way to the shower. "Don't worry, she always thought that. Now she just thinks it's normal for you. You know?" He chased after me but I was already in the washroom locking the door. He banged on the door. "Scott you're gonna break the door down". He let out a low growl and walked to his room. This felt like a normal night. I got out of the shower and changed in my room. My mom was probably asleep already because of her hours of working. I was getting ready for bed until I heard a loud bang in Scott's room next to mine. I ran to his room to find Derek pushing him against the wall.