Y/n's POV-

Scott and me woke up spooning. Scott is the big spoon and I am the little spoon. He wakes up first and I only wake up when I feel someone - Scott - stroking up and down my left arm.

"Morning beautiful." Scott mumbles.

"I'm not." I mutter bashfully.

"Princess you are! Even when you're drooling onto my new bedspread."

I scream and sit up immediately as Scott laughs, rubbing the back of his neck - which means he's nervous.

"What time is it?" I yawn.

"Seven-"

"Kids ten minutes I'll drive you to school!" Melissa McCall yells from downstairs.

"Shit y/n/n! Urh, wear my t-shirt as your's it's not-"

"-Dry. I didn't spill anything on my black skinny jeans so I'll-"

"-Wear them. Here's some of your socks."

"Ta. Where's ma-"

"-Bra? Here!" Scott yells smirking at his handiwork from last night.

I love how me and Scott can finish each other's sentences even in a morning mad-rush like this morning. They overslept. I so wish that it was the weekend so that we could stay spooning in bed. I adore it when me and my amazing boyfriend Scott McCall spoons. I'm a werewolf like Scotty boy so I can feel his heartbeat - it calm's me.

"Overslept did we?" Melissa asks.

Me and Scott have just sprinted out the house and Scott has shoved our bags in the boot.

"Yeah, Y/n had a nightmare last night," Scott smiles mischeviously, "Amongst other things." Scott says the last part in a low growl to Y/n.

I reply back with a low growl and Scott's eye's go amber.

"Another one dear?" Kind Melissa asks concerned.

"Uh huh. At least Scott was there when I woke up. I know Derek can't always help not being there and I don't expect Peter to do anything but it's terrible when I wake up alone." I admit/ ramble on.

Melissa and Scott smile at me sympathetically.

"What was it about?" Scott asks, wanting to know what my troubling nightmare was.

"It's a long, long story. I'll explain it in the next pack meeting though."

"Ah okay." Melissa responds gently.

Scott rubs his thumb over my small hand then lifts it up and places a lingering kiss on the top of my hand.

"Scott, Y/n, your stop." Melissa chirps as she pulls over in the school car park.

We leap out of the car and grab our stuff from the boot.

"Thanks love you ma." Scott says as he pecks his mother's cheek.

"Thank you." I say politely and I get a hug from a sitting Melissa.

We walk into the prison of a building where we were in our final year. Only one year left. But what's concerning me is where we're all going after. I'll ask today.

"Still can't believe you pushed Theo in the lake princess." Scott says quietly to me as we walk into the building hand in hand.

"Well, he shouldn't have said what he said should he?" I ask as I nudge Scott and he laughs heartily.

The first part of the day goes well and I don't have any panic attacks as well as I have okay lessons but period four just before lunch was probably the worst because Scott, Stiles or Lydia wasn't in it. I stayed with Corey and Mason though which was okay. At lunch however I don't see my Scott or Stiles or Lydia at our traditional and normal lunch table.

To: My Scotty boy
Where are you? I'm worried. Liam isn't here either and neither is Kira or Stiles or Lydia and I haven't even seen Derek x.

From: My Scotty boy
Babe I'm coming to pick you up on my bike. Meet in car park. I love you❤❤❤❤xxx.

I read Scott's text while I'm topless in the locker room before PE starts. I can't put my old t-shirt on that I had on a minute ago, I've only just realized after taking off my denim jacket that it's almost ripped to shreds - thanks to Scott last night. I look for my Lacrosse jersey to I'm decent to skive. It's not in my bag! Bugger! I walk over to Scott's locker and unlock it with six numbers, 14 03 18 the date we became a couple. I quickly grab his lacrosse jersey as I know he won't mind and lock up the locker.

"Y/n That's not your jers-" Coach starts.

"-I've got girl problems and run out of supplies. I need to go to the nurse." I mutter quickly a lie.

Coach goes red and shoos me off.

I leg it inside the building across the lacrosse field to look as if I'm going to the nurse. But I don't. I sprint towards the car park. I see Scott leaning on his bike with a a white t-shirt and tight, black, ripped skinny jeans. He looks so fit.

"Y/n I can smell your attraction to me." Scott smirks, when I reach him he kisses me passionately and pulls me close with both of us having yellow eyes, "You don't look so bad yourself, Hale." He smirks.

We have another kiss like before and he hands me a dark purple helmet. I strap it on and jump on the back of his bike, wrapping my arm's around his torso. We arrive soon enough at my home and me and Scott goes up into Derek's loft where we meet the others.

"What took you so long?" Kira asks annoyed.

Kira is jealous of me and Scott and is till bitter towards their split.

"I can only guess..." Stiles grins.

Derek slaps him hard round the back of the head. Stiles slams to the floor.

"Oi!" Scott says.

I go and help Stiles up while Lydia goes and gets an ice pack.

"Calm down Derek." Liam says.

Derek's amber eye's gleam at Scott, "Respect my sister and I'll respect your best friend." Derek says seriously.

"Here you go, Stiles." Lydia says to her boyfriend of two years.

"He does respect me Derek." I sigh at my big protective brother.

"Well, Y/n, you haven't been strangled recently so they must be love bites covering your neck." Derek comments in a growl.

I blush and shrug and Scott squeezes my hand, grinning at me.

"Can we actually talk about the matter at hand please?" Liam suggests.

"Yes, of course." Scott sighs.

"So..." Stiles starts with ice held at the back of his head.

When they explain it I start to panic.

"Y/n? Y/n! Look at me. What's wrong?" Scott says catching me.

He then places me gently on an old sofa while the others circle us.

"Tha-that was what my nightmare was about... It-it had you Scott..." I drift off with tears in my eye's.

"Y/n can you tell us what your nightmare was in detail, please? It will help massively." Lydia says/ asks softly.

"Yeah sure." I say as Scott helps me stand.

He kisses a light kiss to my forehead and promises that he will always come back to me, no matter what, that he loves me and he will always protect me. I promise the same too and I calm.