Stiles's Pov

Sunday had come by faster than I expected.

To say I was excited would be an understatement. I'm excited for mine and Luke's date, I can't wait to see where he's going to take me.

Last night was amazing so of course this time it'll be amazing too.

Luke told me I didn't need to wear anything fancy. That where we'll be going is somewhere where anyone else would've gone and I can just wear what I would normally wear.

That's easier said than done since we all know what I would normally wear.

(Stiles Outfit)

I smiled at myself in the mirror before exiting my room as I made my way downstairs. 

When I got downstairs I saw my dad in the living room while scrolling through his phone.

Dad, having heard me come downstairs, looked up from his phone and smiled at me.

"Hey, kid. You ready for your date?" Dad asked.

"That's right" I nodded.

"That's good. Do you have any idea where he's taking you?" Dad asked.

"He didn't say anything. Just told me that it would be a surprise" I sighed.

Dad chuckled at that and sent me a smile, causing me to smile back at him.

My eyes brightened when I heard knocking from the door. I jumped up and down before rushing to open the door.

However, the second I opened the door, my smile faltered when I saw who was behind the door.

Scott.

As in my stupid ex best friend.

What the fuck is this? What the fuck is he doing here?

I haven't seen him nor spoken to him in a while. So for him to just appear at my front door like this is confusing and unexpected.

Speaking of Scott...

He uncrossed his arms when the door opened and he made eye contact with me.

"Good. You are home" he spoke.

"What the fuck are you doing here?" I asked.

Whatever the reason is for him being here, he better leave or else I will beat him up and personally kick him out.

"Is that anyway to treat your guest?" Scott mockingly asked.

"As far as I'm concerned you're not a guest. Especially when I didn't invite you over" I glared at him.

He has the audacity to call himself a guest when we stopped being friends after he kicked me out of the pack.

"You wound me, Stiles" that stupid mocking smile didn't leave his face when he spoke.

God, I wanted to lunch that stupid smile.

"What are you doing here? I didn't invite you over here and I sure as hell know you aren't here to hang out" I rolled my eyes.

"You're right. I'm not" Scott nodded.

"So why the fuck are you here?" I asked in annoyance.

He better answer the damn question and leave because I have zero patience for his shit right now.

Especially when I'm supposed to be going on a date with Luke in a few minutes.

Scott furrowed his eyebrows together and scanned me up and down, taking in the way I was dressed and all.

"Where are you going? There's no way you have plans when you sure as hell don't have anyone to hang out with" Scott asked.

This fucker...

"First of all, that's none of your business. Second of all, I have  friends and I hang out with them whenever we're all free" I told him.

"What friends? Your school books?" Scott mockingly laughed.

I swear to all that's good and holy I wanna hit him. I really do.

"If you're pretending to go out, you might as well stop right now. You're not fooling me nor anyone else. I know you're just desperate to head out and make friends since you've got nobody else. You're alone" Scott smirked at me.

I gritted my teeth, trying my best to hold in my anger.

The last thing I wanted to do was to lose my temper and attack Scott.

I won't let him get to me because I already know he wants a reaction out of me just for that.

I won't give him that satisfaction.

But, I'm not going to lie. His words hit me like a brick and I bit the inside of my cheek.

I opened my mouth, ready to yell at him to get the fuck out, when a voice interrupted me.

"What the fuck is this?" 

My eyes widened slightly and I turned around and saw dad standing a few feet behind me.

And, dear god, the glare plastered on his face sent shivers down my spine because it was so damn scary.

Dad stomped his way over to us. He gently pushed me aside so that he was the one standing in front of Scott.

He grabbed ahold of Scott's collar and pulled him closer, causing Scott's eyes to widen in slight fear.

"What the fuck are you doing here? Huh? You aren't welcomed in this house" Dad demanded to know.

I wasn't kidding when I said that he officially banned Scott from this house after I told him that he kicked me out of the pack.

"Mr. Stilinski, I was just-" Scott started but was cut off.

"Shut up. Shut up right now unless you want me to shut you up with a punch to the face" Dad said through gritted teeth.

I smirked in satisfaction when I saw Scott gulp and nodded his head.

"Good. Now. What the hell are you doing here?" Dad asked.

"I just came here to see Stiles. I haven't seen him in a while" Scott replied.

I rolled my eyes at that while my dad let out a sarcastic laugh.

"You kicked my son out of the pack and think that you're still going to see him when it's clear you two stopped being friends a long time ago?" Dad angrily asked.

"Yes" Scott replied, as if that was the most obvious answer.

"God. You really are your fathers son. You're just as much of a dumbass as he is" Dad grinned at him.

A surprised laugh escaped my lips as I stared at my dad with wide eyes.

I can't believe he just said that.

And I didn't come up with it first.

Scott let out an offended noise and stared at dad in shock, not expecting him to say something like that. 

I rolled my eyes at that and scoffed.

I don't know why he's surprised when dad has made it clear many times that he hates his dad.

I do too. He's a jerk and a dumbass.

You know how the saying goes. Like father like son.

I snapped out of my thoughts when I heard a loud thud. I turned around and my eyes widened when I saw Scott lying on the ground in front of our door.

Dad had literally pushed him, quite harshly, out of the house. 

"Stay the hell away from my son and don't ever show up here again. If you do, I promise I have no problem with sending your ass to jail" Dad downright hissed at him.

With that, he stepped back and shut the door in his face.

When the door had closed, and dad locked it to prevent Scott from coming inside, I let out a shaky breath I didn't know I had kept inside.

Dad turned to me, a frown evident on his face, and he quickly rushed over and placed his hands on my shoulders.

"Son, are you alright? What did that idiot do to you?" Dad worriedly asked.

I sighed and bit my lip, having a debate in my head, before making eye contact with my dad.

"He didn't do anything. It's what he said that set me off" I told him.

Dad frowned at that, looking concerned as hell.

I guess that means he wasn't that close enough to hear what Scott had said to me before making his appearance.

I watched as dad opened his mouth to say something when we heard a knock at the door.

"I swear to god i'm going to kick his stupid werewolf ass" Dad angrily muttered.

He wasn't really quiet since I still heard him.

I snorted in amusement and shook my head at him, placing my hand onto his shoulder.

"Settle down, pops. It's probably Luke. No way Scott would return that easily after what you said and did" I told him.

Dad hummed at that, looking pleased.

I chuckled and patted his shoulder before walking over to the door to open it.

When I opened it I was relieved when I saw that it really was Luke and not Scott. Thank god.

No doubt my dad would've taken out his gun and shot Scott either in the shoulder in the leg. It doesn't matter, he would've shot him.

And before you say anything, dad carries another gun on him that's filled with wolfsbane bullets.

He prepared that when I told him about getting kicked out and about Derek breaking up with me.

He said he won't hesitate to use it on both of them, but he's hoping to use it mainly on Derek.

His exact words were...

"I never liked that damn werewolf and since he broke your heart, broke you, that gives me a good enough excuse to kill him. He should thank me since I'm giving him the chance to say hello to his dead family"

I might be a bad person for laughing when he said that.

But, you have to admit, that was a good burn.

Oh, if dad were to ever see Derek face to face, which I doubt will happen, I want him to aim his gun at him and saw those exact words to him.

"Hey, love" Luke smiled at me.

"Hey. You made it" I smiled at him.

"Of course I did. I'm not going to bail or stand you up" Luke said.

I smiled softly at that and nodded.

His words warmed my heart and sent tons of relief down my spine because he spoke truthfully.

Dad cleared his throat as he walked over to us, standing behind me.

"Hey, Luke. It's nice to see you, again" Dad said.

"Good to see you too, Mr. Stilinski. Sorry I got here late, traffic is surprisingly crazy on Sundays" Luke told him.

"I know. My friend who works on Sundays always complains about the traffic" Dad chuckled.

Luke chuckled too and I smiled, happy that they were talking about normal things.

And I'm happy that dad didn't mention sex let alone wanting to talk to us about safety in sex.

I don't want a repeat of yesterday. I really don't.

"Well, dad, sorry to cut this short but Luke and I have somewhere to be" I told him.

"Yes of course" Dad nodded.

Luke smiled and nodded before holding out his hand for me. Smiling, I took it.

Just before Luke could lead me outside the house, dad stopped us so he could say something.

"You boys have fun and stay safe. If anything goes wrong please call me and I'll come to pick you up. I don't want either of you getting hurt" Dad sternly said.

"We know dad" I nodded.

"We promise to call you if something happens" Luke nodded.

"Good. Now, go on, get going" Dad waved us off, laughing as he did so.

Luke and I both playfully rolled our eyes at him before exiting the house.

We heard the door close as we walked over to the car, still holding hands.

"Well, that went better than expected" Luke said, turning to look at me.

"I know. I really didn't want a repeat of yesterday" I sighed, shaking my head.

Luke chuckled and leaned in to place a kiss to my cheek, causing me to blush bright red.

No matter what he does. Whether it's hugging me, kissing me on the lips, the cheek, the forehead or the temple, or simply placing his hand on my thigh, I blush a bright color of red.

His gestures as just so sweet, unexpected and hot that it gets me feeling all tingly and whatnot.

He makes me feel a way that I never felt when I was with Derek.

And I'm enjoying it. I'm enjoying it a ton.

I snapped out of my thoughts when he released his hand from mine in order to open the passenger door.

He grinned at me and bowed dramatically, gesturing for me to get inside.

I playfully rolled my eyes at his dramatics, letting out a soft laugh, before climbing into the car and settling down in the passengers seat.

I heard him laughing before closing the door as he made his way around in order to head inside the drivers side.

He smiled at me when he closed the door and I smiled back at him as I put my seatbelt on.

He started the car before gently placing his hand onto my thigh.

And, this time, I didn't flinch nor did I look taken aback.

I simply turned to him, meeting his eyes as he turned his head too, and smiled softly at him before turning over to the window.

I didn't need to look back at him to see that pleased and happy smile that appeared on his face a few seconds later.

Within another few seconds, he drove off.

And with that, we were heading to our second date.