Warnings: Descriptive making out, but doesn't go into the more graphic stuff

Isaac's POV

I have been waiting all day for Stiles to come back, and have been getting the constant evil eye from Erica which let me say, she can do a very good evil eye.

Almost makes you think she wants to kill you. Oh maybe she does want to kill me. I mean I really wouldn't be surprised but still. Rude.

....

Finally after hours of just sitting there the elevator finally dinged.

There Stiles walked out, but not alone. He had a girl with him.

This must be Sophia.

"I see you've brought a guest home." I said as he walked through the door.

Once he saw me a flash of fear was in his eyes before he started trying to hide it because of Sophia being here.

"Y-yeah. We'll be in my room if you guys need anything." He said quickly before rushing her out of my sight.

Guess I really did a number on him. He genuinely seemed afraid of me, and I didn't like that. I didn't like that at all.

I'd have to wait until after his girlfriend left though. If I tried to talk to him while she was here then he'd think I was only apologizing to make myself look good in front of his...girlfriend I'm guessing. I don't know if they ever made it official or not. But anyways. I want this to be a genuine apology, not something that he thinks is just a pity. I really am sorry, and I need him to know that I am. I need my best friend to forgive me.

If he doesn't. I don't know what I'm going to do. We have to work together on this team, and if we're fighting that throws off the dynamic.

Wait. There I go again now actually meaning it. It's not just for the team. It's so he knows that in sorry. Ugh! Why do I keep making it about other things? This shouldn't be that hard to think of an apology for something that I did wrong and that I know I did wrong. So it should be easy for me to apologize? Right?

Or is the fact that me knowing that what I did was wrong what's making it so hard? Like I know that it was completely wrong and out of character for me to try and kill Stiles.

I know that it's something that I shouldn't be apologizing for, because it's something that shouldn't have happened in the first place.

"Why are you staring at the wall like a creepy person?" I look over to see Jackson giving me the most weirded out look you could imagine.

"I'm not staring at the wall like a creepy person. Why are you staring at me like a creepy person?"

"Because I saw the look of fear in Stiles's eyes when he looked at you. I'm just trying to figure out why he's scared of you." He then continued to stare at me before I eventually just got up and left the room.

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Stiles's POV

The fear from Isaac was soon forgotten as Sophia and I went into my room.

As soon as the door was closed we were making out against it.

Let's hope no one takes me up on my offer of me being in my room if they needed me.

As our kiss got deeper and deeper, I felt her hand start to tug at my shirt. I wasn't going to let her take the lead that easy though so I stepped back for a minute before going back in.

Not even a full minute went by before she was back and trying to pull my shirt up, so I pulled her hands off my shirt and put them around my shoulders.

After once again not even a minute her hands were back on my shirt, so at this point I just let her pull it off, leaving me shirtless.

She pushed me off of her, and onto the bed before straddling me and going back in for the kiss.

Of course that would be the moment that Allison decided to walk in on us.

"Oh my god!! Oh my god!!!" She covered her eyes and tried to run out of the room but only proceeded to run straight into the door and knock herself out.

I actually facepalmed.

"We should probably help her right?" Sophia asked?

I just nodded, and she got off of me. We both grabbed one of Allison's arms and carried her out to the couch.

She was out cold. It was taking everything I had not to laugh at the scenario that it happened in though. I mean she walked in on us making out, and got so flustered that she ran into the door and knocked herself out. It doesn't get funnier than that I'm afraid.

"What happened to Allison?!" Lydia asked frantically as she ran down the stairs, almost tripping on the way.

Then she saw that I was shirtless, and almost laughing, and must've put it together.

"She walked in on you two making out didn't she?" That's when I lost it.
I laughed so hard that I fell straight on my butt causing Sophia and Lydia to laugh hard to the point where they were right on the ground with me.

That has got to be the funniest thing that's happened since we got to New York. Hopefully it won't be the last. I wasn't expecting Allison to be the one that I saw coming in the room though. When I first heard the door I thought it was Liam. The fact that it was Allison made it even better than it would've been.

"When you wake up. Boy are you in for a story."

"Maybe we should get her an ice pack since she smacked her head on the door?" Lydia asked as if it was the most obvious thing in the world.

"Alright alright I'll get it.

So I got up and walked out of the room.