Everything happens at a party
Summary: You and Stiles are dating and plans on going to a party, which Stiles is unsure about. But something unexpected happens when they are there.
"Hey Stiles! Are you ready for the party at Lydia's?" You said as you saw him in the doorway. "Well I was thinking of not going after everything that has happened at all the different parties." You grab his hands and dragged him in and up to your room. "Stiles, it’s a small party this time, only with friends you know. Plus nothing has happened in forever, so you don’t need to worry." You sit down next to each other at the bed. "Yeah you are probably right, so sure I will go to the party." Stiles said as he stood up. "And y/n?" You look up at his honey colored eyes, waiting for him to continue his sentence. "You are really red right now, it’s not that hot in here. Is it?" he says while smirking. You look down while kicking his ankle all flustered. "Ouch don’t kick, that's not very nice." he chuckled. "Stiles! Quit laughing at me! It’s not funny." "I’m only doing it because you are adorable." he said. "Agh! you gotta stop doing that!" you said has he dragged you up so you now were standing. "What?" he asked. He pulled you closer to him and you whispered "saying things making me want to kiss you.” “Well I don’t mind you kissing me.” He pressed a soft kiss on your forehead “I think we have to leave now if we are gonna go to that party you were talking about.” he said as he walked out of your room. With you still standing there not really ready for that party, but you walked down to him anyways.
Everyone was there Liam, Scott, Malia, Lydia, Mason. “Wait, where is Corey?” you asked looking around for him. Mason pointed to the corner and he appeared out of thin air. “Sorry, I just thought you were someone else.” He said while he walked to an empty chair and slowly sat down. “What’s up with him, he’s not really the paranoid one in this group.” Malia asked looking from Corey to Stiles to you. “I understand it. A lot has happened in the past years.” Stiles mumbled while putting his arm around your shoulder, in an attempt to make you feel safe. “Well I’m not so sure that’s the only reason. I think someone else is actually coming.” Lydia said staring out in the air. “Oh please tell me your just joking. I’m so tired of all this.” Malia walked over to Lydia waiting for her to tell her she is joking. “I just have a bad feeling. Its not like I have seen anything. I just has this cold feeling. Like if all the doors were open.” She looked over to Scott to indicate that he had to say something, since he is after all the alpha. “mh yeah. Well we cant really do anything now if there is anything at all, since we don’t know what would happen.” He stood up and found some soda and ships. “So we might as well have a good time”
There was some uncertainty hanging in the air, but after a while and some good music, this conversation was forgotten about. Except Lydia who had to find a blanket because she just couldn’t shake off the feeling of the cold air. The same air that was filled with chatter and laughing, people falling over each other in a game of twister, warm yet so cold.
A sound of broken glass hitting the ground made everyone quiet, and someone turned of the music to hear what was going on. The cold air from outside washed over you and made you shiver. “Cold.” You said looking over to Lydia who now was standing ready to see what broke the window. The door slammed open while 3 guys ran in and one woman jumped through the broken window. “EVERYONE DOWN!” this one guy with blond hair yelled pointing a gun at them. “ON YOUR KNEES!” another guy yelled, trying to push you down. “Hey! Hands off!” Stiles yelled to the blue haired guy that was trying to push you down. “GIVE ME YOUR MONEY! TELL ME WHERE IT IS!” You look over to Scott and says “After all the supernatural we have been through. Lydia predicts a robbery. I though she was the Harbinger of Death, not a psychic.” The woman that jumped through the window looked at you like you were crazy. “The harbinger of death?” She said. “Wtf is that supposed to mean? Does she like predict death?! Because im ready to get that fulfilled for you.” She had a small knife, but big enough to kill someone if you hit them the right place. She threw it with all her power and it hit Scott in the chest. “Agh! That wasn’t really nice!” He said as he pulled the small knife out of his chest. Stiles walked over to you and sat down beside you “Hey! y/n, you ok?” he looked at the blue haired guy with an evil stare before meeting your eyes again. “Yeah, I’m ok! He just made me sit on the ground. So, its nothing.” The guy that had been quiet all this time started yelling “IM NOT KIDING WITH YOU! TELL US WHERE YOUR MONEY IS!” you looked at him tired of all this. “Ok, I’m done with this yelling.” Malia said looking at Liam and Scott. “Ah, same.” Liam said. The woman then bent down to you and asked “Are they ok? First I throw a knife at one of them, and no one really reacts, and now they talk as if this happens on a daily basis.” Stiles shrugged “well not really daily, but you are not wrong. Its usually just a little different.” You say to the woman trying to rob you. Malia’s, Scott’s and Liam’s eyes start glowing while they are looking at the men. “Oh holy shit!” the blue haired guy said running out of the house followed by the two other men. “What’s up with them? Agh! I guess I have to do everything by myself then.” She then stood up and walked over to the rest of the group. “ok sit down like those two do and tell me where your money is. Is that so god damn hard?” you looked over to Scott signaling that you are tired of the woman. You heard his roar breaking the silence and the woman turned around in fear. His eyes were glowing red and claws instead of nails. He roared again. “Finally!” you said annoyed at how long it had taken. The woman who now were terrified said “Ok. Keep your money. I don’t want it anyways.” And she ran just like the men did. “Wow. I’m just surprised none of them shot any of us when we showed them our eyes.” Scott giggled. “Scott, she threw a knife at you!” Lydia reminded him. “Yeah… but I healed didn’t I.”
Stiles drove you back home and followed you to your door. “Well i think you are right.” You said before turning to him. “right about what?” he asked. “Everything happens at the parties. Maybe we should stop going to them.” You looked him in his beautiful eyes, and you could see him smile. “Yes, you are right. Everything does happen at parties. Like our first kiss, our first fight as a couple, and us making a lot of good memories. I don’t really want to stop making those memories. At least not memories like we made at your birthday party last year.” You felt a warm feeling in your cheeks by the thought of that day. “y/n I don’t want to stop making those memories with you. As you said, something always happens at parties."
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