Fake dating Stilinski

Thirteen

Eleanor's P.O.V

I was in class eighth period, the last class of the day. After what happened yesterday I couldn't focus on anything. Isaac was all over me and I didn't enjoy any of it. Okay, maybe I did a little because I have been dreaming of that moment for years. We were kissing which lead to neck kisses and even us in his bed. When Isaac tore off his shirt I stared at his chest my hand running up and down it. He pushed my hair out of my face.

"You're really beautiful Nora," Isaac whispered into me caressing my cheek with the back of his hand.

My stomach should have done flips when he said that but it didn't. I didn't respond just stared up at him that's when he lowered his head pressing his lips against my neck. I squeezed my eyes shut trying to numb the fact that I wish I had stopped this when I had the chance, just take my lacrosse gear and go. It was as if Isaac read my mind because when he pulled back he saw my unpleased expression then gently sat up.

"I'm sorry-" He spoke running his hand through his hair.

I sat up with him, "no, it's okay. I just don't think I'm ready for...-"

"Sex? That's okay Nora. I just really feel something for you so I think I got carried away." Isaac confirmed putting his shirt back on.

"I think I'll just go now. I'll see you at school." I told him getting up grabbing my lacrosse gear.

"See ya, gorgeous." Isaac went again with the compliments. I just shared with him a sly smile then walked out of his bedroom.

Jumping back to reality I couldn't take another second of this boring lecture. I raised my hand asking for the bathroom and thankfully my teacher let me go. On the way, I grabbed the bathroom pass then headed out of the class. I decided to take my time strolling to the bathroom. I didn't actually have to use it but I just needed to get out. It was hard already having a lot on my mind and then having to listen to my teachers' lectures. No, thank you.

Opening the door to the bathroom I almost hit a girl with the door who was in the bathroom.

"Oh, I'm sorry." I apologized then I got a good look at the individual realizing it was Lydia. For some reason, I fell blank. I was lost of words when I locked eyes with her. All I can think about when I look at her is Stiles. And oddly enough it made me feel queasy.

Lydia just shrugged it off, "it's okay." She spoke opening the door so I can walk in.

I forced a snicker stepping in as I started to fiddle with my fingers. The door closed but as I looked in the mirror Lydia was still here. Lydia had a good sense of style. Her bash boots with her pink and blue stiped shirt and her crop top to match. I just looked away about to go into one of the stalls but she stopped me as she called after me.

"Nora,"

I stopped then looked up at her. Her heels clicked on the floor when she stepped closer to me but also keeping her distance. She left one knee bent as she let her backrest on the sink lifting one heel off the ground. I breathed in and out wondering what she wants to say what she wants to talk to me about if it has any relation to Stiles, which I have a feeling it just might.

Lydia started off licking her lips then meeting my stare, "I know you and Stiles aren't on speaking terms right now, he doesn't even know that I'm speaking to you right now. I also don't know what happened between the two of you."

I breathe in, I guess he didn't tell her about the night we were in his bed. I don't know if what she's going to say is going to lighten this tension between Stiles and me or just add more fuel to the flame.

"He was very just very upset because he; I guess had to speak to Isaac and he told me he saw you and Isaac kissing in Isaac's window."

I swallowed hard my heart falling to my stomach. Oh, I can just imagine how crushed he was. Now I'm starting to think he thinks more happened.

"So, he came over, and out of sadness and frustration we slept together."

I looked away at the statement she just put out. I didn't even sleep with Isaac and he had to go sleep with Lydia. Well, they did have a fling after all.

I shuffled in my stand crossing my arms, I cleared my throat looking up, "Why are you telling me this?" I begged my eyes darting back at her.

"I'm getting to it, Stiles couldn't even keep his composure because he started crying over you. I guess all the emotions just hit him at once. I have never experienced him being this broken. He told me he hasn't been able to sleep, eat, or focus on anything else. Stiles hasn't even been showing up to lacrosse practices because of how broken he is, coach is considering kicking him off the team."

I felt like puddling into a million tears. I had no idea he was this hurt to the point he stopped taking care of himself.

"Nora... He told me he's in love with you."

I looked up my face falling.

"He meant it with every fiber left in him. When I tell you, Nora, that boy is in love with you."

I began to feel myself start shaking. "I have to go," I spoke abruptly before I started piling into a bunch of tears. I opened the bathroom door rushing back to my class as the bell rang. Crap, I didn't realize how long I took I have to get my stuff. The hallway was filled in seconds. I pushed through students who were laughing and chattering things I couldn't make out. Finally, I reached my class walking in putting the bathroom pass on my teachers' desk apologizing. I sped to my desk gathering my things. I wanted to leave school as fast as possible. I was piled with so much emotion I was going to burst out in tears any second.

I made my way outside as I stopped when I spotted Stiles standing alone with his hands in his pockets. He spotted me his face falling. I felt a rush of guilt rush over me thinking back to Isaac. I brushed it off breaking our gaze rushing to the parking lot. Suddenly I heard footsteps behind my as my arm was yanked spinning me around.

"You have been avoiding me all week. I finally caught you now there is something I been wanting to say." He breathed out loosening his grip on my arm. "I don't know why you're avoiding me. You got what you wanted." He shrugged his shoulders forcing a grin. I noticed a crowd circling us slowly. "I got my friend back and you got the boy you have been drooling over since ninth grade." He snickers, "that was the plan all along wasn't it? So we both win." He let his arm fall no longer gripping mine as he turned on his heel walking away.

I called out his name but surprisingly when he turned around he didn't have the sorrow expression written on his face anymore, it was now sour. "You fucked Isaac Nora! You fucked my best friend!" Stiles screamed in my face his hands in the air like claws.

My face fell from how shooked I was. I held my ground breathing in and out making sure I don't break eye-contact. "You slept with Lydia. What the hell is the difference?" I said softly. The problem was there was a difference I didn't sleep with Isaac but he did sleep with Lydia.

Stiles breathed in and out his gaze breaking as he blinked a couple of times. "How- how do you know that?"

I began to feel myself shake and my tears forming, "because she told me. And you wanna know what else she told me?" I hummed raising my eyebrows as if I was waiting for a response. "That you are in love with me." I stared at his sad eyes that are now blank. Stiles didn't blink, speak, or move. I just scoffed shaking my head turning away. And this time he let me go.

A/N: HIII! I hope you enjoyed this chapter! Remember to vote and comment! <333