Just A Little Hope (STILES) {{DISCONTINUED}}

TWELVE: A POSSIBLE 187

"What about this Hope? Do you like this?" I've heard this question every 2 minutes from both Allison and Lydia, they wouldn't shut up about how 'stylish' I am. "How about I'm going to pull out some things that I believe is your styles, and you decide if you like them or not?" They both nod, I flick through the racks handing the girls some pieces. Whilst also picking myself out some things. I sent the girls into the dressing room, whilst I went to the mens section, I picked out three flannels for Stiles, paying for them and my things just before the girls rejoin me. I gave them 10 pieces each, Allison kept 5 and Lydia kept 8.

They payed before we headed to the shoe shop. I pick up some vans for Stiles in size 10 because Scott found out his shoe size for me. I picked out some combat boots for myself. We went to the food court, getting some McDonald's. I see a watch in a near by store, it was only $50 so I raced over and bought it for the Sheriff as a thank you.

"So, what's your plans for tonight?" I ask the girls as we walk to the car, "Family dinner." Allison replies with a roll of her eyes, "Movie night with Jackson." Lydia smiles to herself. "You wouldn't want to crash my family dinner?" Allison asks hopefully, "I don't think your parents would be ok with me just showing up." I state with a frown, I hear a horn honk. All of us look in the direction of the horn to see the famous blue jeep. I look confused, "I told Scott we were almost done, he must've told Stiles to come and collect you." Allison announces slightly upset, "What's up between you two anyways?" Lydia asks, "Nothing, he's letting me stay at his while my gran goes back to New York for a couple of days." I lied, I couldn't tell them the truth. They both nod and on cue the horn sounds again, "He must be in rush, love you guys, see you later." I say giving them a hug, "Love you two," they shout in-sync as I run towards the jeep.

"How long will your gran be gone?" The Sheriff asks, resulting in an annoyed Stiles to give out to him, "She said 5-7 days. If it's too much of a hassel I can find somewhere-" "Don't be silly, of course you can stay here, Hope." The Sheriff interrupts me, Stiles lead me to his room. "I got this chest of drawers from the attic that you can use." I smile in a thanking manner, I fill the top drawer with clothes, my makeup and skincare stuff took up the middle drawer, and the third with my hair stuff. I put my shoes on top of the chest. I hide Stiles and the sheriff's presents in my bag which I put under the bed.

"Time for Burgers!" The Sheriff shouts, "He means the actual place." Stiles informs me when I reach the end of the stairs. I nod hopping into the back of the Sheriff's squad car, "Are you ok back there Hope?" The sheriff asks once he sits in the drivers seat, "Yeah, I'm fine." I lie, I feel so weird sitting back here, like crimmals have sat in these seats. I get a really bad feeling about this back seat. "Stiles could sit there." The Sheriff tries to compromise maybe he know that my thoughts are going haywire. "No really, I'll be fine just don't tell me why other people sat in this car." I say looking at the barred up windows whilst taking a deep breath.

We were eating our burgers, I sat quietly because I was enjoying my food so much. "Mmm. Did they forget my curly fries?" The Sheriff asks Stiles, "You're not supposed to eat fries, especially the curly ones." Stiles explains, which causes the Sheriff to remind us he's carrying a lethal weapon and if he wants the curly fries, he'll get them. Which resulted in sassy Stiles that told him that getting rid of contractions in all his sentence makes his argument any more valid, that he was wrong. The way he said it made me laugh a little. "Hope, help me out a little." The Sheriff pleads, "Sorry Sheriff, but he has a point they're not healthy but he should be leading by example. Stiles whatever your father can't eat neither can you." I state which gets me a thumbs up by the sheriff because we all know Stiles won't be able resist the temptation of fast-food. Stiles shoves curly fries in his mouth when the Sheriff gets a call, "Got a report of a possible 187." The Deputy saays on the otherside. "A Murder?" Stiles and I asked at the same time. The sheriff took off to the Video 2 C.

We pulled to the scene greeted by flashing lights from police cars and ambulances, "Stay here. Both of you." The Sheriff gets out of the car, "Oh, no way." Stiles says looking towards the ambulance, "What is it Stiles?" He looks at me in a sad manner, "Lydia and Jackson are here, they're sitting in the ambulance. And Jackson doesn't look too happy." I open the door stepping slightly out whilst watching the scene, Jackson is screaming in the Sheriff's face, "I'm going to give him a piece of my mind." I whisper, Stiles grabs my wrist holding me back, then something catches his eye.

"Oh, whoa, is that a dead body?" He says a little too loud making the Sheriff to send us a glare. We slowly retreated back into the squad car, "Are you ok?" I ask Stiles from the backseat, "I just hate people like Jackson. Lydia deserves so much better than that jerk. She deserves someone like-" "You. I agree but she's blinded by popularity and social status." I interrupt Stiles letting him know my observation. "You know Lydia is actually crazy smart, she just plays dumb because she's afraid of being a dork." I add. He nods. We were sitting at the scene for an hour before the sheriff returns.

We stayed silent the whole way to the house. "I have to fill in some paperwork. So, I'll be home late again." We nod hopping out of the car, "Hope make sure he stays out of trouble." The sheriff waves his index finger at me. "I will, I promise." The Sheriff drives away. Stiles and I decided to go straight to bed, I took off my makeup and put my hair into a messy bun. I put on PJ bottoms with plain black long sleeved top before returning to Stiles room. I walk in to be met with Stiles only his is underwear. "Oh, my- sorry." I apologise adverting my eyes to face the door. "I'm so sorry, I should've knocked." I apologise again still staring at the door. "At least I wasn't naked and facing you." He laughs.

I stay facing the door unsure if it was safe to face him. I felt a hand on my shoulder spinning me around, I sealed my eyes shut as he did this. "I'm covered." Stiles states, my eyes fluttered open to see a fully clothed Stiles. "I truly am sorry." I say again. "Stop apologizing it could've been worse." he laughs. We hop into bed, I'm still a little shaken from the events of today. I keep moving trying to find a comfy spot, I heard soft snores coming from Stiles. I lay there for another 5 minutes to ensure Stiles was asleep before pretending to flip over in my sleep. I layed my head and hand on his warm chest and wrapped our legs togther and I almost instantly fell asleep.