Break The Rule ➣ Stiles Stilinski [1]

➣ twenty-six

        ▽ Guessing By Against The Current

               ➣ twenty-six

''Julie! Stiles! Wake Up!''.

I squinted my eye's to adjust to the natural lighting displayed in my room as I looked aside me to see Ariella jumping on the bed.

''Mmm, it's too early for this'' A raspy voice mutters into my ear. I turned to him and pursed my lips.

''I got this''.

I grabbed her hand effortlessly and tugged her towards us. She fell on us mumbling a small 'omph' that was shortly followed by a set of giggles.

''Hey, you know what we should do?'' I ask, watching Ariella placing her body on top of Stiles, laying her head against his chest.

''Ariella and I should make some breakfast in bed for our guest?'' I suggested.

''Or I could do that for you two?'' He twisted.

''Or we could?'' Ariella chimed in, picking her head up from his chest to look at him.

''Princesses deserve best'' He stated, continuously looking back at Ariella and I.

I gave in. ''Fine. Better be good Stilinski''.

He smiled a genuine one before sliding his presence off the bed.

''Mommy let's watch Austin And Ally on you're phone'' She said, climbing over to me.

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''Call Me Criminal! I Won't Deny It, Make You Want It All, Everything You Are! So Lock It Up, Go On And Try It! No Matter What You Do I'm Gonna Steal You're Heart!''.

Of course the appalling episode had me dying of boredom, but the hyperactive daughter I have seem to have brighten up and convinced me to join in on her craziness.

Now it ended up being the two of us jumping and dancing around on the bed while singing loudly along with the episode.

''I missed something? I can't put my finger on it, but I missed something?'' Stiles remarked, startling Ariella and I. He stood in the doorway holding a tray of three similar served plates.

''Join Us!'' She cheerred, continuously dancing to the music.

''I don't dance'' He stated flatly.

I smirked and rolled my eye's.

'As if anyone cares'.

I jumped off the bed with a sly smirk plastered onto my lips as I crept my way towards him.

''Juliet..'' He started warningly, placing the tray of our food on top of my dresser.

I grabbed his hand and pulled him back to the bed.

I guess we both don't take no for an answer.

''Jules..'' He whined as we now stood on the bed.

''Now-'' I started off, posing with my extended all the way out and insane grin plastered on my face.

''We dance!''.

''Hey Now Baby, No Doubt About It Girl You Drive Me Crazy! I'm Feeling Guilty Of The Way You Make Me, Wanna Steal You're Heart! Steal You're Heart!''.

Damn was Stiles the president of not being good at dancing.

His failed attempt though brought laughter to Ariella. He picked her up and dropped himself on the bed -his back against the matress-.