My first Teen Wolf story! Well, I'm not really use to writing these kinds of fan fictions, but I figured I could give it a try. Hope you like it.

It was Friday and Scott and Stiles decided to hang out. Allison was out of town, so Scott finally had time to hang out with Stiles. Scott's mom was also out of town. Why? Because, his dad called. Yep, his dad. He was against his mom going to see him, but finally after so much convincing, he agreed.

"Hey man. You okay?" Stiles asked, pulling him out of his thoughts. Scott's head snapped in his direction.

"Huh, oh, uh yeah. I just don't really get why my mom would go and visit….him." He said, not wanting to say dad.

Stiles sighed and sat next to him.

"Hey, I know it's tough since he left and all, but what if he wants a second chance?" Stiles tried. Scott just shook his head.

"No, no. He….he left. He left me and my mom. I don't want him back in my life." He said, putting his head in his hands.

"Come on man. I know you're better than that." Stiles said, "I mean look, I leave all the time and cancel stuff without any warning."

Scott looked up at him and realized how close they were, "T-that's different. You come back."

Stiles nodded his head in a 'Yeah that's true' kind of way.

"True, but what if he's changed? You'll never know unless you get to know him." Stiles said. Scot turned to him and smiled a little.

"I guess, but no promises I'll except him back in." Scott said.

Stiles smiled, "I'm just glad you're willing to try."

Scott laughed and looked right into Stiles eyes.

Stiles laugh faded away, along with Scott's. They stayed like that for a while, just staring at each other. Finally, Stiles made the first move and began leaning in. Scott didn't know what took over him, but he found himself leaning in too.

Right when their lips were about to touch, Scott's cell phone rang, causing Scott and Stiles to jump apart by the sudden noise. Scott and Stiles sat there, awkwardly. Scott cleared his throat and looked around the room, avoiding Stiles eyes.

"I'm uh, I'm going to answer that." Scott stuttered.

Stiles said nothing, but nod.

"Hello…hey mom….oh uh, nothing…he did?...oh uh, tell him I said hi too…..okay, bye mom….love you too….bye" Scott got off the phone and looked at Stiles. His cheeks were bright red and he was interested in his hands.

"Uh, Stiles…" Scott asked, slowly sitting down.

Stiles looked over at him, "Yeah?"

"Look, about what almost happened, I'm sorry." Scott said shyly.

"Scott, it's okay. I'm the one who started it."

Scott shook his head, "No. It's not. I-I actually wish the phone never rang.." Scott said, his voice fading.

Stiles looked at him, wide-eyed.

"O-oh…" Was all he said. Truth is, he wished the same thing.

"God, I should have never have said that! Crap! I just made everything awkward." Scott said, standing up and pacing.

"No! You didn't. In fact, I wish the same thing." Stiles said, blushing. Scott stopped pacing and looked up at his best friend.


Stiles looked down and nodded slightly.

Scott smiled and walked over to him, wrapping his arms around his waist, catching the boy by surprise.

"Well, then why don't we start where we left off?" Scott suggested.

Stiles smiled and leaned in a little closer, "I think I like that idea."

Scott smiled and leaned in, closing the gap. In Stiles head, everything was a blur. He was kissing his best friend. His best friend!

Scott's grip on Stiles tightened, afraid that if he let go, he'll slip out if his hands. Stiles arms wrapped around Scott's neck. Scott tilted his head, deepening the kiss. Stiles smiled into the kiss, along with Scott.

Finally, after a while, they broke away for air. Yeah, you kind of need that to live.

Scott and Stiles were breathing heavily, their foreheads pressed against one another, eyes closed, savoring the moment.

"Scott…" Stiles whispered. Scott hummed in response, "What about Allison?"

Scott opened his eyes, and looked right at Stiles

"I don't know. She's seemed really…..distant. I mean she's out of town a lot and she said she has cousins to visit. I mean, she came from San Francisco(1). If she was really visiting cousins, then wouldn't she have been gone for a week or so? She goes every other day." Scott said, looking down.

Stiles got one of his hands free and tugged Scott's chin up, making him look at him, "Can't you tell if she's lying? You are a werewolf, after all."

"Yeah. Now that I think of it, her heart beat did pick up a little…" Scott thought for a second, "I'm going to call her."

He untangled himself from Stiles and pulled out his phone, only for it to be snatched out of his hands.

"Hey! Stiles, give it back." Scott said, reaching for his phone.

Stiles just yanked it back, "No, call her later. Right now, it's just me and you. Allison doesn't matter right now."

Scott sighed and nodded. Stiles was right, it is just him and Stiles. Nothing seemed to matter a second ago and now, he wants to speak to Allison about her whereabouts.

"I know, I'm sorry."

Stiles sighed and gave Scott's phone back to him, "It's okay. I know you're curious to know where she's at."

Scott looked up at him, "Yeah, but now I feel bad. I mean, we just had a moment and I ruined it by wanting to call Allison."

"Scott, it's okay. I know where you're coming from. I'd probably do the same." Stiles said, shrugging.

Scott shook his head and wrapped his arms around Stiles waist. On instinct, Stiles wrapped his arms around Scott's neck.

"Do you have any idea how amazing you are?" Scott whispered. Stiles smiled and kissed Scott's nose.

"You could say it more often."

Scott smiled and gave Stiles a kiss, which Stiles gladly returned. Suddenly, Scott's phone went off again.

Scott separated their lips, but not completely, their noses were still touching. He groaned.

Stiles giggled and gave him a peck on the lips, "Go ahead, and answer it."

Scott nodded and went to his phone.

Well, I really enjoyed writing this. I just hope you enjoy reading it!

I don't know if she was really from San Francisco.

'Till next time!