Unexpected

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Chapter Sixty-One
Is This the Real Thing?

"So, you and Scott are... done?" Danny asked, raising a brow. I sighed while running my hand through my hair, "yeah, I guess." Danny frowned and shook his head, "that's it, I'm booking my ticket right now."

I smiled, "Danny, you don't have to do that..." He cut me off with a look while he began typing on his phone, looking for a flight, I assume. "Yes, I do. My best friend will go into labor any day now and she's clearly suffering a mental break-"

"Hey!" Danny just laughed, "I'm kidding, but seriously, I'm booking a ticket." I rolled my eyes but nodded, there was no way I could talk Danny out of it, even if I wanted to, and right now, I really just wanted my best friend with me.

After a moment, Danny turned the phone to the camera, showing me the booking. "I leave tomorrow night!" I smiled, "I love you Danny, you should probably go pack." He nodded, giving me a wink before hanging up, "I love you more, bye."

I shut my computer and leaned back against my pillows, what now? I didn't have Danny to talk to, he had to pack; I couldn't hang out with Scott, that would be awkward; I suppose I'm left with only one option.

"STILES!" I yelled as loudly as I could, crossing my legs, knowing that he'd need room to sit. After a moment, he came running in, bat in hand. His eyes were frantic as he looked around quickly, lowering the bat when he took in my laughing state.

My laughter soon was cut short by a tight pressure in my stomach, it took my breath away and made my toes curl at the uncomfortable sensation. Stiles was beside me quickly, looking at me worriedly, "Tori, what's wrong? Why are you making that face?"

I held up my hand, signaling that I needed a moment. After a second the pain was gone and I took a breath, sighing. "Water," I said, motioning for Stiles to help me up. He quickly complied and followed behind me to the kitchen.

"What was that, Tori?" His voice held clear concern, I found it adorable. I laughed slightly, the pain forgotten. "It was just a braxton hicks thingy, I'm fine." I smiled at him, to show him just how fine I was, before turning to grab a glass of water.

I sipped at the glass for a minute, filling it back up once it was empty. "Are you sure it wasn't like... the real thing? That seemed pretty bad. Should I call dad? Scott?" My eyes went wide at that, "no! No, don't call Scott. I'm fine, no need to worry everyone."

Stiles looked unsure, but stood beside me at the counter nonetheless. "So, why'd you call for me?" He asked after a moment. I smiled up at my twin, "I was bored. We should do something! Like, watch a movie or get take out, or maybe play a video game... something."

"Okay, why don't we do all three? We can find a game to play and then watch a movie while we eat out take out." I nodded, liking the sound of that plan. I really needed to do something, it had been five days since Scott and I 'broke up' and I was losing my mind... and I really wanted a bath.

I turned to Stiles with a smile, "hey, after the movie, will you sit with me in the bathroom while I take a bath? I'll wear my swim suit, so it won't be weird. I just really need to relax." Stiles sighed after a moment, not being able to resist my puppy dog eyes.

"Fine. What do you want to eat?" He went over to the takeout drawer, pulling out a few different menus and setting them on the counter for us to look at. I glanced over my options, thai food, pizza, thai food... "Thai food, definitely."

Stiles went to grab the phone while I looked over the menu, which was pointless because I knew I'd get the same thing I always got. My order never changed. "Okay, what do you want?" Stiles asked.