Making the Statement

Chapter Nine: "You Smell like Curly Fries"

My feet have decided I was going to the supermarket now, I can't have a movie night with Stiles without buying a bunch of junk food now can I? I'm not the biggest fan of junk food myself, but I texted Stiles asking what would he like for the night. He basically sent me a list of "possible" items I could get him. I'm pretty sure he stood in the junk food aisle and just started to list off everything that looked good to him. Which was likely everything. So I stood there in the supermarket searching for some treats for us, and I started to grab basically two of every item. I feel like Stiles isn't the kind of person who would like to share his junk food, and I want whatever he is having so that means I'm doubling up. I grab a box of popcorn, a case of soda, basically I grab the entire shelf of candy, he never said what he wanted to the tea or anything.

I kept second guessing myself with every item mainly because I came here with a budget and not an unlimited amount of money. I carefully used my phone as a calculator to keep count of my money so I wouldn't go over. I started make my way through over aisles to see if anything else would look go for tonight, however I feel like I'm being watched, I make a point to slowly make my way to another aisle. As I turn in, I bolt down the aisle to return to the pervious one to see who was watching me. My eyes go to one person, Derek Hale.

I roll my eyes and start making my way towards him, I don't know why I feel I can do this with Derek but I had enough of him stalking me lately. "Seriously Derek?" I ask, I seems to not notice I was there. I take in the fact he has a cart this time. I still think its no way we are both here at the same time. "Are you the manger here or something?"

I watch Derek think to himself, is he really going to do this whole smug look thing every time, because it doesn't go over well with me. "Seriously I didn't think you were a ceral guy?" I asked looking at his cart.

"What is that supposed to mean?" Derek asked, what's with the attitude. Maybe he was just shopping, it's possible.

"I'd expect you to be the steak and pork chops kind of guy" I explain, "You know meat."

"Sorry to burst your bubble" He said, okay that doesn't sound right coming from Derek.

"So, what's your problem now?" I asked, I liked to get to the point fast. Derek didn't really have a reaction to my out of the blue question. "I mean you are following me again what is it you want to know, so I can get on with the rest of my night."

I watched Derek think, again, "I got to know, Scott, has he seemed in control lately" He asked. I for one think this is pretty funny considering we both know he is a beta, which means he barely knows what the hell is going on so I'm guessing he is looking for a better answer then no.

"Well he is on a date with Allison tonight" I said but sort of regretted saying, what if Derek does something, but I guess theres no harm in telling the truth for now. Instead of a relaxed face that I was expecting, Derek seemed even more bothered by this answer. "What? Arey you afraid he will get, too horny or something." I ask trying to make a joke with it but I think about it, that actually might be a problem if Scott can't control himself.

"Pretty much, especially if he is with an Argent." Derek says more to himself then to me. Want what? How does Derek know Allison's last name?

"What does her last name have to do with it?" I ask curiously.

"Wait you don't know?"Derek asked. I was a little confused.

"What? Is Allison's family a pack of jungle cats or something?" I ask in a joking manner, I highly expect Derek to be exaggerating. Something on Derek's face was telling me something was up, and thats because it wasn't just a blank face.

"They are hunters." Derek reveals.

Wait what? You got to be kidding me? The Argents are hunters, like my parents. Is Allison a hunter? I was in training before my parents died, so it's totally possible she is also in training. Great now I got to be careful what I say around Allison of all people? As I was in my own thoughts I'm guessing Derek felt he said enough, and he was gone. Thanks mate, drop a bomb on me and walk away very funny. I shake my head back into real life and push my cart towards the check out line, I don't miss the fact that I see a cart that seemed to have everything Derek had to in his cart just alone now. Well I guess he was looking for me after all.

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When I got home I bolted down the stairs to my room, in other words the basement.I when to my dresser and I suddenly realise I have no idea what I'm suppose to wear. First of all I know this isn't a real date or anything but how do I dress for a not date. Do I keep it casual or do I wear what I normally wear when I do movie nights? You know pajamas, but I think that might be a little to weird for Stiles. I decide to do the (what I think) smart thing to do, I text Stiles.

"So random question, am I suppose to be dressing up right now for this movie night or what?" I texted. I sort of regret sending this to Stiles, mainly due to the fact that pretty sure he won't really know how to answer me. I wait for a reply, I doubt he will respond right away.

About ten mintues later my phone buzzes, about time, I mean I'm not in a any hurry or nothing.

"Sorry, I was occupied." I read the message from Stiles. "I don't know does it really matter? We are only watching movies."

Not going to lie, the fact that Stiles is only seeing this as hanging out sort of hurts, but at least he won't really care what I wear.

"You still going to show up right?" I ask. He did say he was occupied, I'm assuming he is trying to talk Scott off a cliff or something.

"Of course, I wouldn't miss it." I read before another text came through, "So, do I bring movies, or are you picking them all?"

"How about you bring some, and I'll pick some of the ones I got here, we watch as much as we can before one of us pass out or you leave. Which ever comes first" I suggest.

"Alright. See you at 7" Stiles replied.

I decide to set up for the movie night, first by grabbing every bowl in the cabinet. The girls will be out for the night, they won't need them yet. I grab my computer chair, which is actually a recliner and put it inline with the T.V, I pull over my beanbag chair for Stiles, "Good enough, we are just hanging out right?" I say to myself.

I brought the mircowave down to the basement so we won't have to waste time running up and down for the popcorn. I pulled over my coffee table that I normally use for a magazine rack over for the bowls. I check the time and I still got like an hour a half, I quickly switch into my outfit for the night, a simple onezie. Hey if we are just hanging out, it doesn't mean I can't get comfortable, Plus I'd likely pass out. What to do in the mean time? I could read a book, do a crossword or something. I look around my room, I know, might as well get some movies ready. I'm about 90 percent certain Stiles have seen most of, if not, all of these movies. So I'm going with ones that I've heard about but haven't seen before. I grabbed three movies off the shelf, I'm assuming Stiles will bring at least three as well. That's six movies at least, that would put our time passed midnight however. I don't know if Stiles has to be home for a certain time, but I really want to watch these movies.

I suddenly get a 'brilliant" idea, what if I watch one to pass the time. Then by the time its over Stiles should be here. I sliently decide it is a good idea and head upstairs for some of my own snacks. "Jenny if Stiles shows up, just send him down." I say to her as I grab a couple of apples. I may as well get healthy until Stiles gets here.

I eventually get set up and put in my first choice of three for the movies, Cujo. I mean its about a dog, how bad could it be right? Dogs never hurt anyone, well strike that I know at least two dogs in my life who could kill someone with one hit so.. There's that.

I came to regret my decision of watching this movie, why did I have to pick this to be first, or at all. I feel like, I won't be able to trust another animal for the rest of my life right now. I hear a voice call out to me but I barely react to it, as if Cujo could hear me if I dare make a sound. I heard a knock at my door and nearly jump out of my seat, I see Stiles standing there with a confused and almost amused look on his face. "It's not even 7 yet, and you started without me?" Stiles asked. Not even talking about how he just gave me a heart attack.

"I thought I'd break myself in before you got here.." I tried to defend my actions but I was holding my blanket up to sheild myself from the screen. I watched Stiles look to the T.V and I saw he knew the movie.

"You're watching Cujo? Alone, in the dark?" He asked. I gave him a nod.

"It seemed like a good idea at the time." I added. I watched Stiles, look at all my bowls I set out for us, and he noticed the bean bag chair, I expected him to make some sort of comment about it. He didn't react much, he took at seat. I gave him a look, "What are you doing?" I asked.

Stiles gave me a bewildered look, "What do you mean.. Movie night right?" He asked.

"No, I mean what are you doing all the way over there." I muttered to him, "I need you here to project me." I said. I didn't know why I was acting like this, basically asking Stiles, to share a seat with me. Stiles' mind seemed to catch up to what I said and he thought about.

"Oh, yea, okay then." Stiles said rolling off the beanbag chair, and stumbling over to the chair. I watched him out of the corner of my eyes, trying to decide where to sit. He chose the arm rest, something inside me knows he won't be comforable there. I wasn't going to say anything about this but I heard that damn Cujo again. Out of feared I jumped again, and I grabbed Stiles, pulling him into the seat with me. "Wow, alright.. This works too." Stiles added. I just replayed the moment into my mind, yup, I just pulled Stiles basically into my lap.

"I'm.. Sorry, I didn't mean to get handsy with you." I muttered out. Cujo seems to be determined to get into this car onscreen. "What is wrong with this dog?" I asked Stiles, while trying to head behind his shoulder. Stiles ruffles in his spot but seems to understand the circumstance.

"It's not his fault.. You know" Stiles says trying to defend Cujo.

"Yea whatever, but this is the first time I'm going to say this, but I hope this dog dies.. I really do." I explain. Stiles chuckles and I nudge him "Okay Mr Stiles, you can go back to your couch cushion now." I say laughing, trying to prove to him its a joke and not serious.

"But then who would protect you from the horrors of the night?" Stiles questioned.

"Awe.. That's super cute." I said looking at Stiles with a smirk. All of a sudden I smell a familiar smell. "Did you have curly fries already?" I asked.

Stiles' made a face "How? Can you possibly know that?"

"You smell like curly fires." I stated simply. Stiles starts to smell his own breathe. "it's not a bad thing, I like it. I wish I didn't buy all of this." I pointed to the table with all of the food.

"Hey, I will make the room for this for, there will be no question about that." Stiles annouces as if I dare think he would be able to.

During the rest of Cujo I offered Stiles half of the blanket if he wanted to share it, He didn't seem to think about it very much. I was barely about to contrated on the movie due to the warmth Stiles' body was now giving off.

The night seemed to go by way to fast for my liking. We were watching someone the batman movies, Stiles choice. "What with your face?" I asked, noticing his look every time batman said something cool.

"I wish I was the batman, instead of the robin." Stiles said. I couldn't really follow his line of thinking. I gave him a "What?" look, "Scott is always the batman, of our duo."

"So, Batman has all of the stress of everyone. Robin is the cuter one." I said

"But Batman is you know Batman." Stiles reasoned.

"Yes. Batman is hot but Robin wears the good fitting spandex." I offered my reasoning.

"Wait what? I thought this was about Scott and me?" Stiles questioned.

"Oh I am." I gave him a wink. I felt him shift under the blanket, I wasn't able to tell if it was away from me or not. Another half of the movie went by, and his hand was suddenly on my knee, he wasn't holding my knee or anything. His hand was just resting there. For some bizzare reason I started to play with his hand. No idea why I was doing it but I couldn't stop. I wasn't holding his hand or anything, I was basically turning his hand around to look at it, as if I was inspecting it for germs or something. I watched Stiles from the corner of my eye to study his reaction. He was clearly aware I was touching his hand, and I was suddenly aware his hand basically went limp. "Oh, I'm so sorry" I said pretending I was just noticting what I was doing. I pulled away from him just incase I was making him uncomfortable.

Stiles reached out and grabbed my hand from me, unsure where this was going. "It's fine... I don't mind. Really." Stiles tried to explain. I was suddenly struck with a feeling inside. I brought the remote from my back pocket and hit pause on the movie. "Wait, what's happening?" Stiles questioned.

"Movie night is over." I said, I feel like I was being secretive about this but I know Stiles is probaly going to take that the wrong way entirely. Thats when I noticed not only has all the food been eaten, mainly by Stiles, but somehow, our legs have been wrapped around each other, I don't remember this happening, I think this would be something I would remember. I untaggled my legs from his and got off the chair. Stiles still had the what did I do wrong face on him.

"Are you kicking me out?" Stiles questioned.

"Yes."

"No"

"What do you mean no? I think its kind of my choice there." I said.

Stiles did not move from his spot on the chair. "I don't understand what just happened here, we were having fun, and now you want me to leave?" Stiles trying to find the point where something went wrong. "You're going to ignore me again?"

"I don't know." I said honestly, I was starting to confuse myself before I remember why I felt so bad.

"I'm not leaving, until you explain what that was." Stiles ordered. Wow first time I've heard Stiles speak with such authority. I was a little take back. "Please."

"I feel like.. Shit." I said, which didn't really answer the question at hand.

"Um. Why?" Stiles said clearly just as lost as I feel.

"Am I making you uncomfortable?" I asked the question I didn't think of up until know.

Stiles' facial expression contorted into something that I can only describe as serious. "What makes you think that?" Stiles asked.

I thought of how to put this without sounding way too dramatic. "Does the fact that I'm gay.." I started to say

Stiles stopped him, "NO. No, you don't make me uncomfortable." Stiles answered. I was still hesistant.

"You are aware I've been flirting with you the whole night right?" I asked hoping not to make this anymore awkward. "I sort of flirt with you a lot." I added.

"How is that a problem?" Stiles sort of asked in a defensive tone.

"I don't want you to be scared of me for any reason." I answered, hiding my double meaning with my past. He doesn't need to know I used to be a hunter, and the reason of my dislike of Scott is sort of in nature of sorts.

Stiles stood up and got close to me, if I wasn't a little fired up right now I would be more excited about that. "Your sexuality doesn't affect our friendship Arnold." Stiles said trying to comfort me.

"That's the thing Stiles, my sexuality does affect my side of the friendship." I said, I saw Stiles blush a little "Relax Stiles, I'm not in love with you or anything. But I can't ignore that I am attracted to you. And I have no idea why I'm telling you this." I rambled. I heard Stiles' phone buzz, he was quick to check and I saw the name "Dad" flash on the screen. I'm guessing that was the signal that the night was over anyways.

Suddenly we were right next to his jeep, we walked silently there. He turned to me with a questioning look. "Arnold, You are my friend, I proved it with your little cube test." Stiles started to ramble. "You mean a lot to me, in the short amount of time we've known each other, I see you as a great human being already." I couldn't help but smile at this speech. "So don't ignore me at school, I don't want to have to come looking for you."

"What if I want you to come looking?" I asked.

"Then I'll do it" Stiles warned with a cute little smile. "So are we good?" He added testing the waters before he drove off.

I thought about it, Stiles seems genuine when he tells me, I mean a lot to him. I'm still unsure if I trust myself with that same fact. "Yea, were good. And I'll try to lay off, with all of the flirting. I'll try to tone myself down." I offer.

Stiles turned his jeep off so I could hear his next statement loud and clear. :Please do not tone yourself down, For me or anyone else. If you do, you wouldn't be Arnold to me. Plus, I don't mind the flirting. It's nice to have someone who cares for you." Stiles added that laugh statement quickly. "See you around Arnold."

I stood there watching Stiles drive off, I feel like I was standing there for hours, I didn't even notice Violet walk up, but she sliently put her head on my shoulder. Not long after Jenny drove up and got out of her car.

"What are we watching?" Jenny asked looking towards whatever we might be looking for.

"Stiles left" I answered. I felt Violet's grip tighten, unsure what this means but she didn't know what went down.

"No to rub it in, but Issac and I kissed." Violet drops a bomb. Second one of the night for me. First Derek now Violet.

"I love you and all but.. I hate you." I say staring off into space. "Well, was it good.?" I asked.

"It was magically." She answered.

"Huh, does this mean I get to meet Issac?" I asked, I wouldnt be surprised if he didn't exist.

"And your night?" Violet asked.

"I told Stiles I sort of liked him but not totally out right told him. I said I found him attractive and I think I freaked out more then he did." I answered.

I watched Jenny letting everything that was just said to her sink in. "Well, I got more coupons from the police department." She said waving them in the air. As if she could contend with our nights.

"Score" Violet yells grabbing the coupons walking toward the house, which I left the door opened. Leaving Jenny and I standing there.

"Arnold are you okay?"

"I miss my mom." I said with tears flowing. "I'm sorry, but whenever something like this happened, If I ever had a crush on someone, or had a boyfriend of some kind. I would tell her." I cried. Jenny hugged me for what felt like ages. At some point we made our way back into the house.

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