was she hearing him right? that he wanted her to kiss -- wouldn't that be against scott's wishes? allison's staring him down, wondering how to respond to his words like that. it seemed like a challenge, however, it was nothing short of her laughing for a moment, hand on her mouth, though, still studying stiles. " & you're aware that . . " she goes, contemplating on how it would really sound, in fact. " you do know that scott is your best friend, right? " allison asks, knowing that deep down, she wanted to do it. but, she didn't want to hurt anyone else's feelings.

" please don't tell me that something bad happened, " she quips, feeling this fearful emotion in her stomach.

allison finds herself with a dry lump in her throat, contemplating on what to say to stiles' request. was it so bad that she wanted to? but, still, wanted to keep it friendly between them? the way her heart simply ached for human touch -- that didn't feel familiar like scott's, in fact. allowing for herself to swallow that lump, priding herself on what more was going to happen, allison begins to laugh at his sentence, thinking nothing more of it as a platonic thing, that's what it was, right? " well, if you wanna scoot over, i would. " she goes, her voice soft, eyes shifting over to the other side of the bed, humming light. fingers thumbing at her shirt before she even thinks to lay down beside the other.