[01] Chapter One

Make-Outs and Reece's

You Shook Me All Night Long by AC/DC

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Clara paced in one long stride in the middle of her bedroom, her patience decreasing by the second. Her window to her room was wide open as the soft winds flowed in, not making the room chilly though. She literally hated waiting for Derek to get his werewolf ass over here. Considering he's probably running through the preserve instead of driving a car, it will probably take him about more than ten minutes to get from the Hale house from her house.

But as she started to pace again, her back against the window, Derek grabbed the window still and hopped in. Clara whipped around to face him as he walked closer to her, "How long do we have?"

Derek leaned in close to Clara but she pulled away, teasing him while biting her lower lip and smirking, "An hour until Tate comes home." She said in a hush, seductive tone.

"Good." He said almost breathless before quickly grabbing her hips and pulling her into him, kissing her with a strong passion. Immediately, Clara tangled her hands into his hair, twisting her fingers into each strand.

It's been a few days since Peter was killed and things have cooled down slightly. Lydia was still in the hospital, the doctors doing a bunch of test to figure out how the hell she had healed from a massive bite wound on her side. But Stiles has been dragging Clara to the hospital for nearly the whole twenty-four hours of each day and Derek's been dealing with Alpha werewolf business apparently. So when Derek and Clara were able to have even ten minutes of each other's time, they took it.

Derek pushed Clara against the wall, his strong hands roaming her sides and back. Clara kept her hands cupping his cheeks, pulling him into every kiss. One thing that's changed about Derek besides being an Alpha was that he was growing his beard out, causing him to have a more noticeable stubble; not that Clara minded, it made him look older and hot.

He grabbed the ends of Clara's dress and lifted it upwards, discarding the dress somewhere on the floor and leaving his girlfriend in just her bra and underwear. Clara pushed them back into the middle of the room as she tugged off Derek's leather jacket. Once Clara was able to get his shirt off, she pushed his naked chest down and he fell back onto the bed.

Clara immediately hovered over him and kissed him, fire igniting into her stomach as he touched every place of her body. Derek flipped them over, once doing so he began to kiss her neck, biting and nipping at the soft flesh. Clara let out harsh breaths of air as she trailed her hand down his back. The female werewolf wrapped her legs around his waist, pulling their bodies closer together than before.

She smirked once more as Derek kissed the sensitive spot below her ear, feeling as though the room was like the sun. But as they continued their make out session in the closed encounters of Clara's bedroom, her phone started to annoyingly buzz. The two pulled away, both of them groaning loudly, "Again?" Derek questioned with irritation.

Clara shifted her body from under Derek and moved closer to her nightstand, grabbing her phone and looking at the lit up screen:

 Hey Clara, please get over to the hospital and please make Stiles leave. He's creeping people out...

From: Melissa McCall

Clara snorted, finding it almost pathetically humorist that Stiles was still at the hospital. She turned her head towards Derek, wearing an apologetic look on her face, "I have to go. Stiles is freaking people out at the hospital. Need to make sure he doesn't hurt himself."

As Clara stood up from her bed and picked up her dress, Derek groaned again, "Can't Stiles just freak people out without you."

The dress slipped onto her body as she giggled, patting down her ruffled hair, "No. He cannot."

Once she was fully clothed and her flats were on, Clara quickly went over to Derek and gave him a quick peck of the lips, "Hopefully we will continue this later."

But as she walked down the stairs, she heard Derek yell, "Most definitely!"

Clara walked into the hospital front doors, immediately being greeted by Melissa McCall who was in his nurse's outfit, "Thank God!" She exclaimed, smiling in relief.

"Where's the culprit?" Clara joked, looking around for a certain spazzy plaid wearing teenager.

Melissa pointed towards the two chairs near Lydia's hospital room, "Over there. Good luck."

She walked away as Clara walked towards Lydia's room. And there sat Stiles in the second chair, sleeping with his mouth wide open and his body slightly slumped down. Soft snores came from his opened mouth while his fingers were loosely clinging to the plastic strings of store-bought balloons.

Clara awkwardly sat in the next chair, patting her knees before looking over at Stiles. He was sleeping so peacefully and she didn't really want t wake him up. But that's when his snoring and deep slept body slumped over the two chair railings and his body was now lying face down on both chairs, his body also on top of Clara's. She groaned slightly, feeling his heavy weight sink into hers.

"Oh Jesus Lord." Clara muttered to herself, leaning against the palm of her hand, looking at the sleeping boy.

That's when Mr. Martin, Lydia's father, walked out of the room but suddenly stopped once he noticed the sleeping boy on top of Clara and the balloons. He leaned over to Melissa, "He's been here all night?"

"He's been here all weekend." Melissa corrected him, grinning slightly before winking at Clara.

As another nurse came to change the trashcan by their chairs, Stiles started to pucker his lips and make some sort of kissing sound, "You're dirty...".

Clara's face became bright red as she covered her mouth, trying to stop laughing as the nurse rolled her eyes and walked away, probably disgusted with the new generation of teenagers.

But once the nurse, Melissa, and Mr. Martin were out of site, Clara's smile dropped and she roughly pushed Stiles off of her. Stiles made some sort of weird inhuman sound as he plopped down onto the cold floor. He lifted his head up, glaring at Clara, "Did you have to do that?"

"Oh, I'm sorry, was I interrupting your little wet dream?" Clara questioned, her voice sweet yet fake.

Stiles huffed before taking his seat next to Clara. The two sat in silence for a few moments before Stiles rubbed his eyes and looked over at the young werewolf, "Do you want something from the vending machine?"

She shrugged, "Yeah, I could go for a snack. Why?"

"Well, I, um, I don't have a quarter and I'm kind of in a craving for a Reece's." Stiles grinned awkwardly.

Clara rolled her eyes before standing up, Stiles following behind, "Boys..." She mumbled as she turned the corner.

The two teenagers stood in front of the vending machine. Both pairs of eyes skimmed over the wide selection of candy. She finally spotted the Reece's. What she really wanted was a Milky Way but since Reece's came with two butter-cups, Stiles will have to share with her.

Clara pushed in the quarter into the slot and pressed the candy number. But as the wire that held the candy in place slowly un-winded and just when the Reece's were about to fall, the candy got stuck.

"You've got to be kidding me." Stiles mumbled under his breath.

Clara gave the screen a couple bangs but that Reece's was not moving. By this point, Clara would just forget the Reece's and walk away but Stiles was not having it. He moved past Clara and wrapped each arm around the sides of the machine in a tight grip. He tried to jolt the machine upward but he didn't have the strength nor the capacity to lift the machine.

"Stiles." Clara said abruptly causing Stiles to freeze in place, his position more than odd, "It looks like you're trying to hump the damn machine, Stiles. Give it up."

"No way in hell."

Although he backed away from the machine, his hands still gripped the sides. Stiles then started to shake the machine back and forth until he just tipped it a little bit further to where it completely fell down to the ground. Clara let out a yelp as Stiles pulled her back. The two froze and were completely silent as they stared at the machine on the ground.

"Well, that was eventful." Clara said with wide eyes.

"....yeah"

But what brought the two teenagers out of their trance was the sound of a piercing scream coming from a certain redhead's hospital room. Clara's eyes grew wider as her throat fell dry, "Lydia!"

She ran towards her room, Stiles following close behind. Clara arrived just as Melissa and Mr. Martin had. Lydia's room was empty, with the sheets of the bed ruffled but nobody sleeping. Another scream was heard, causing Clara to sprint into the bathroom. She almost slipped since the floor was slippery with water.

Melissa turned off the running water from the bathtub but no one was in the room. "What the hell was that?"

Clara didn't respond but her eyes drifted over to the opened window that lead to the wood. But another scream, one only able to be heard from a werewolf, came from the distance and sounded like a certain female.

"Lydia?"

Holy shit the first chapter is here and it has arrived! I updated the story the day I posted it! How special is this day? So I should warn some people that Clara may gain feelings for someone else besides Derek (it is said in summary) and that person is someone in the pack. I don't know if episode one will be in three chapters or two but we'll see.

I highly recommend that during the make-out scene, you listen to the song You Shook Me All Night Long by AC/DC because that's what I listened to while writing it.

~ ~ ~ ~ Monrox (Kate)