Cow-t 10,M2, prompt: “Stop texting me weird stuff so late at night.”
It had been a long day for the one and only true alpha of Beacon Hills. The hunters tried to take him down again, he had a biology surprise test and he was late for his date with Malia.
He dreamt about his bed the whole day. Since that sort of secret war started his life became hectic. It became oblivious at some point that their enemies were invested on bringing down his pack, and after they split for college their efforts multiplied.
But they weren’t new at this game. They formed a web of supernatural creatures as Styles called it. Now the situation was stable, Scott, for example, lived in a building with a family of garudas, two old banshee sisters, two werewolves and some humans hunters they knew through Argent. It felt good to have someone watching his back, even if he was far from his friends.
But some things hardly ever change and Scott should have learnt by now that leaving his phone on, during the night was a terrible idea; and not because of all of that healthy stuff or battery preservation.
It was because that’s what you do when your best friend is Styles.
When he saw the screen light up he forced himself to reach the device. Whit the kind of life they had you never know when it’s Styles being Styles or someone is trying to kill them.
Unfortunately, it was the former.
A fun fact that no everyone knew is that being an alpha werewolf doesn’t shield your eyes from the sudden light of your phone in the middle of the night.
Scott swore momentary blinded.
When it was able to see again he looked over the screen and found three messages from Styles.
4.03
Dude! I just realised!
I’m 147 pounds and I ate 2 kilos of pizza!
That means I’m 3% pizza!
4.05
Dude! Is four in the morning.
4.05
Crap! You right, sorry.
Scott damned himself but he was already tapping another message.
4.06
Did you really went and converted pounds in kilos just to claim you are partially pizza? Stop texting me weird stuff so late at night. Please
4.06
Of course I did! Pizza is everything!
Scott snorted and he was about to put the phone away and went back to sleep when he saw that Styles was writing something else.
4.08
I had to, Derek wouldn’t believe me! He got terrible tastes by the way, can you believe that he ate fries on pizza?
That was really hard to picture.
4.09
Weird!
He answered this time determined to go back to sleep.
Then it hit him. He grabbed the phone again tapping furiously.
4.12
DUDE! WHY IS DEREK THERE?!
4.12
Ahem, see you tomorrow good night.
4.13
STYLES!
DON’T YOU DARE DISAPPEAR ON ME!
4.15
You fucker! You knew I had a bet with Isaac and you had to go and screw Derek tonight?! Could you not wait until your birthday for the sake of your best friend?
4.16
Now I have to let Isaac borrow my bike next time he has a date.
4.17
I’m happy for you, tomorrow I want to know everything.
Scott finally closed his phone lying in bed for a long time before he could resume his rest.
In his dream, a giant pizza tried to eat him.