enemies to lovers

Prom...

We arrive at prom, and I immediately spot Lydia who pulls me away from Isaac and over to the dance floor with her. I make a mental note to apologize to Isaac later for just leaving him, but I must admit I felt more carefree than ever dancing around at prom with Lydia it felt like nothing could ever go wrong. Until I noticed Stiles staring at me as I swayed my hips to the beat and it brought up so many different feelings and emotions, sadness, anger and confusion. I couldn't help but think I was meant to be here at prom with Stiles yes being with Isaac felt easy and fun but with Stiles it felt passionate, and it just always felt right.

"Y/n you ok" Lydia questions and I rid my brain of all the thoughts of Stiles or at least I try to.

"Oh, umm yes I'm fine I'm gonna go get a drink" I say frantically wanting to get away from Stiles.

I rush over to the drinks table and luckily, I see Isaac standing there so I head over to him.

"Hey sorry about me leaving you so soon Lydia was just really excited" I say apologetically.

"It's fine don't worry about it" he says reassuringly.

A song perfect for a slow dance begins and Isaac immediately holds out his hand and asks me to dance I reluctantly accept as I am not very good at dancing, but he assures me it will be fine.

"Just do what I do and follow the music" he says pulling me onto the dance floor.

We sway to the beat my head resting on Isaac's shoulder as one of his hands are delicately placed around my waist the other holding mine. We stay like this for a couple more songs and its great but not perfect because one pesky thought was in my mind the whole time; this would be perfect if it was Stiles I was dancing with. I know I shouldn't, but I can't stop thinking about him about how his hand would fit perfectly in mine about his hand on my hips as we sway to the song about him being the perfect height for me to look into his mesmerising hazel eyes as the night comes to an end.

STILES POV: 

I had just entered prom on my own and it's safe to say I wish I was here with y/n. I noticed Scott over at the drink table, so I head over to him to pass some time. I didn't really want to come to prom I didn't see the point as I didn't have a date and I would have to see y/n with Isaac, but Scott persuaded me to come.

"Hey" he says as I approach him.

"Hey, how's it going with Allison" I question.

"Ye its going great" he replies.

Before I get a chance to reply Lydia comes running up to us.

"Hey is y/n here yet" she asks.

"No, I don't think so" Scott replies.

"Lydia, you look great" Allison says.

"Thank you but you look amazing" Lydia says.

"Thanks" Allison replies.

"Is that y/n" Lydia shouts and we all turn to face the doors.

It sure was y/n and god she looked like an angel; she was perfect. She was wearing a navy-blue dress with a pair of clear high heels and had her hair curled, I couldn't take my eyes off her I couldn't help but think that I should be walking into prom with her rather than watching her walk in with Isaac. I was jealous, so jealous because when I was with y/n she made me feel safe she made me feel whole so watching her at prom with someone other than me broke my heart and the worst part is that it's all my fault.

Lydia and Allison run over to y/n probably having some girly chat and complimenting each other on how good they all look.

I think about how weird this all is about the fact that Lydia Martin is at prom with another guy, and I don't have a care in the world about how it's not Lydia who I am staring at in awe anymore its y/n. If you had told young Stiles this, he wouldn't have believed you he would have laughed in your face and walked off but here I am. I truly loved y/n and there was no doubt about it she makes Lydia look like a piece of trash on the road something 5th grade Stiles would have deemed impossible.

The night goes on and I can't keep my eyes off y/n which I'm pretty sure she noticed but I couldn't help it.

"Stiles, STILES" Scott shouts to get my attention.

"Ye" I reply bluntly.

"Dude you haven't stopped staring at y/n like the whole time" he says.

Great another person that noticed I was staring clearly, I'm not very good at the whole discreet thing.

I try to come up with an excuse or an explanation, but I just can't so instead I just tell Scott that I'm leaving.

"What no you can't leave its prom stiles this is supposed to be the best night of our lives" he says.

"How was this ever going to be the best night of my life when I have to watch y/n prance around with Lahey all night" I say.

"Stiles-" he begins.

"No Scott leave it" I reply before starting to walk off.

I walk outside into the cold air, and I must not have been looking where I was going because I bumped into someone.

"Oh sorry" we say simultaneously before I realise who it was.

It was y/n. She was crying I could tell because all her makeup was messed up.

"Y/n what's wrong" I say empathetically.

"Leave it Stiles" she replies.

"Y/n plea-" I say.

"I said leave it" she says and starts walking off.

"Y/n wait" I say grabbing her by the arm.

"Why do you care so much anyways huh" she shouts back at me.

"Well, I umm it's because" I say.

"Spit it out" she replies.

"It's because I love you" I say.