▽ Guessing By Against The Current

               ➣ twenty-six

''Julie! Stiles! Wake Up!''.

I squinted my eye's to adjust to the natural lighting displayed in my room as I looked aside me to see Ariella jumping on the bed.

''Mmm, it's too early for this'' A raspy voice mutters into my ear. I turned to him and pursed my lips.

''I got this''.

I grabbed her hand effortlessly and tugged her towards us. She fell on us mumbling a small 'omph' that was shortly followed by a set of giggles.

''Hey, you know what we should do?'' I ask, watching Ariella placing her body on top of Stiles, laying her head against his chest.

''Ariella and I should make some breakfast in bed for our guest?'' I suggested.

''Or I could do that for you two?'' He twisted.

''Or we could?'' Ariella chimed in, picking her head up from his chest to look at him.

''Princesses deserve best'' He stated, continuously looking back at Ariella and I.

I gave in. ''Fine. Better be good Stilinski''.

He smiled a genuine one before sliding his presence off the bed.

''Mommy let's watch Austin And Ally on you're phone'' She said, climbing over to me.

× × ×

''Call Me Criminal! I Won't Deny It, Make You Want It All, Everything You Are! So Lock It Up, Go On And Try It! No Matter What You Do I'm Gonna Steal You're Heart!''.

Of course the appalling episode had me dying of boredom, but the hyperactive daughter I have seem to have brighten up and convinced me to join in on her craziness.

Now it ended up being the two of us jumping and dancing around on the bed while singing loudly along with the episode.

''I missed something? I can't put my finger on it, but I missed something?'' Stiles remarked, startling Ariella and I. He stood in the doorway holding a tray of three similar served plates.

''Join Us!'' She cheerred, continuously dancing to the music.

''I don't dance'' He stated flatly.

I smirked and rolled my eye's.

'As if anyone cares'.

I jumped off the bed with a sly smirk plastered onto my lips as I crept my way towards him.

''Juliet..'' He started warningly, placing the tray of our food on top of my dresser.

I grabbed his hand and pulled him back to the bed.

I guess we both don't take no for an answer.

''Jules..'' He whined as we now stood on the bed.

''Now-'' I started off, posing with my extended all the way out and insane grin plastered on my face.

''We dance!''.

''Hey Now Baby, No Doubt About It Girl You Drive Me Crazy! I'm Feeling Guilty Of The Way You Make Me, Wanna Steal You're Heart! Steal You're Heart!''.

Damn was Stiles the president of not being good at dancing.

His failed attempt though brought laughter to Ariella. He picked her up and dropped himself on the bed -his back against the matress-.

''It is time to eat'' He stated, exaggerating his sentence playfully.

I jumped off the bed again and went over to my dresser. I grabbed two plates first and handed them to Ariella and Stiles.

Once I got my plate, I sat in front of the two criss cross as Ariella sat closely by Stiles side.

''Who knew that with the lack of you're skills and socialism, you can cook?'' I remarked. He rolled his eyes and took a bite of his scrambled eggs.

''Be glad I made you something''.

I ignored his comment with a smirk and ripped a peice of my bacon.

''Why do girls do that?'' He questions as he watched me pop the piece into my mouth.

I covered my mouth while speaking ''Do what?''.

''Break you're food into pieces. You can't leave it be?''.

I shooked my head and chuckled at such a statement. ''What are we suppose to do? Just break a piece itself with our teeth?''.

He shrugged. ''I think it be simpler then breaking it by pieces. Especilly if it's bacon''.

''Stiles, if girls eated like actual pigs, every guy in the world will slowly turn gay from the unattractiveness''.

''How is it unattractive?'' He exclaimed.

My eye's widen with the shake of my head, finding it unbelievable. ''You're chomping on you're food. It's not lady like, I mean Malia doesn't eat like that''.

I surpised myself with just the mention of her name. I forgot about her threat, I mean for god sake he spent the night at my place.

His phone must be blowing up with her name all over his notifications.

''Yeah well, now she doesn't''.

I snorted, imagining the thought of Malia eating like a mad man.

''But admit it, it was disgusting to see someone you like to eat like that?'' I interrogated.

His lips slanted while he shook his head. ''Nope, it doesn't really change the love I have for her''.

The amused smirk I owned slowly faded and formed into a frown after hearing that.

''Oh'' I mumbled, taking a bite into my eggs. I felt his eyes upon me.

''Are you okay?" He asked leaning foward to grab my arm. I pulled my arm away and stood up without looking at him.

I cleared my throat at the sudden tension that rised with the quietness. ''We should get ready. You know, so we could do something today?''.

''How about we stay in today? It's Sunday?'' He suggested.

I turned to Ariella to see for her opinion.

''I agree''.

Of course she would. Daddy's girl.

I sighed and slapped an arm to my side while the other held my empty plate.

''Okay. Besides The Walking Dead is on tonight so..''.

× × ×

''Okay um.. Vanilla flavored cupcakes with pickle filling'' I giggled while licking the chocolate flavored ice cream off the spoon.

''Spaghetti ice cream covered in barbecue sauce''.

Ice cream went up my nose the second I threw my head to laugh at how quick he was to respond.

I bowed my head. ''Toilet wine''.

He winced in playful disgust. ''You're disgusting''.

I scoffed. ''And you're the one to talk?''.

Stiles and I were naming hilariously disgusting deserts. It just happened.

''How about..'' Ariella started, sliding the container of chocolate ice cream off the counter and into her arms.

''You both eat doodoo?'' She finished, walking off with my ice cream.

I watched her run down the hall and enter her room, shutting the door. I turn to Stiles and pouted.

''That's my chocolate'' I mumbled aloud, mimicking the voice off of Spongebob once I said chocolate.

He chuckled at my reaction. ''We can always buy more''.

''See I would, but it's eight o'clock like if that little girl wanted to steal my ice cream, the least she could have done was take it earlier..'' I started off, exaggerating every word as ratchet as possible.

He laughed as I shook my head with pursed lips and adding a roll of my eye's.

''But it's gucci, it's gucci'' I finised.

''An impersonator, classy'' He remark, dialing down his laughter.

I blew my nails and wiped them gently against my t-shirt, smirking. ''Always a job well done''.

He chuckled. ''I'll be right back, I'm gonna use the bathroom''.

He got up and left, leaving his phone on the counter that had suddenly vibrated.

I whipped my head towards the hall. ''Oh Stiles yo-''.

I stopped myself going any further once I took a closer look at his phone.

Malia was calling him.

I press his lock button as he came walking back.

''You said something?''.

''Nope''.

He smiled and nodded before making his way towards the bathroom again.

When the door closed, I turned his phone back on to be greeted by his passcode.

1-2-3-4

It just ask to try again. So I did.

2-4-6-8

His home screen popped up. I shook my head.

''Unbelievable'' I muttered.

I went to his call logs to see Malia had called him several times.

I was starlted to see the screen change. But it only had her contact of her calling.

I gnawed my bottom lip, debating whether or not to just put the phone down and pretend nothing happen, or to just his the end call so she can get a hint to step calling.

But with stupid instincts like mine, I chose the other option.

The sound of the door opening was heard so I locked his phone and set it on the spot it was originally in.

''Missed me?''.

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Credits to my other bae ForeverwithAlexis because this hoe helped out another hoe.