Twin Theories// Teen Wolf

She'll choose him

Stiles
I shuffled through the metal door of the vet clinic, closing it behind me as I sigh. I could already hear Issac and Scott talking from the entrance. Hopefully not about what I confessed the other night.

God I can't believe I did that. But I mean It's true-I-I think it's true. I think I- No I think nothing. I don't have feelings for her at all.

Not at all.

My feet carry me to the doorway and inside the carefully dressed room. "Hey Stiles." Scott smiles:

"Hey." I nod. "Hey dude." Issac casually greets. Avoiding Mr.Perfects eyes I switch the topic.

"So has anyone seen Allison?" I ask raising an eyebrow.

"Why trying to steal ex girlfriends besides just normal girlfriends now are we?" Issac says two hands against the table as his golden wolf eyes deep into my soul.

"Issac-" Scott begins before he's cut off.
"Nope. Answer the question Stiles." He says once again staring at me.

I feel my jaw physically drop to the floor when he says that. "What- are you talking about?" I stutter.

He chuckles, "A little sad I think, comes to his bestfriends house to confess his love for a girl who has a boyfriend. Cmon stiles all you had to do was be honest with me." He says clenching his hands into the metal table after. The metal denting to his fist molds.

Scott glares at the two.

"A-bout Y/n?" I scoff, his eyes form into a more unbelievable expression. Shit. He must have heard when I came over the other night.

"I don't have feelings for her, you know that, you know that-" I begin pointing to Scott and Issac before Issac cuts me off.

"Yeah but do you really know that?" He asks. And i'm sent into a raging silence. Fuck. I hate her. I hate her with every part of me. I want to scream at her and with her ill for leaving me last year. I want to fuck lydia infront of her. I want her dead. But deep down I know I don't, I just don't know it know it yet.

"You know you like her but it drives you insane." Issac adds.

I roll my eyes, "It's Y/n come on, i've known her since I was like 3. I would never, plus she's a total bitch now."

Scott clenches his fists, "Don't fucking call her that!" Scott says raising his voice.

"Exactly." Issac adds leaning against the table with Scott.

But scott slams his hand against the table angrily, "God you too! You think you know all about her and how to fix her but you don't do you? Just because you've been in love with her since you were six does not mean you know her. She is my sister!" He yells again.

Stiles looks down. Realising that what Issac said was right, maybe he does not realise it yet. Or maybe he just doesn't have feelings for her but a part of him wants to. And whatever it was, it confused him.

Issac looks down, "I was just-"

"I don't give a shit if you were trying to help. Where were either of you this summer when she was lying unconscious in my arms sobbing? Where were you guys when she was heartbroken? Where were you guys when her bestfriend ditched her just to have a fucking girlfriend?." Scott says angrier.

Stiles looks up at him, widening his eyes. Fuck.

"Oh wait. You weren't fucking there, so stop pretending to know my sister when you don't know the first thing about her." He adds before leaving.

Issac gets out quickly hurrying up the steps of the McCall house. A few short knocks is met with a sleepy face.

"Where the hell have you been?" Issac snaps.
"Sleeping." Y/n answers rubbing her soft eyes to focus on her werewolf boyfriend.
"Did you not get my texts? Or calls?" He asks.

Y/n raises an eyebrow and walks over to the counter, Issac following behind. She picks up her dim lit phone.

"It's off? I never turn it off." She says before turning it back on.

Within a matter a seconds, about 40 beeps fill the silent room.

"27 missed calls from 'Stiles Stilinski',
3 missed calls from 'Favorite boy',
31 missed messages from Scotty boy',
4 missed messages from Stiles stilinski,
20 missed messages from Favorite boy." She chuckles, "Jesus what happened?"

Issac looks at her confused, wondering and hoping she didn't know about Stiles still wanting her. He shushed himself, "He left you a voicemail."

Y/n sighs and opens it, "Hey Y/n It's um- It's Stiles. I really-um this is kinda- um anyways- right I really needed to talk to you- um about-something. Call me when you get this- I guess."

Y/n laughs, "Why did he sound like that?"

Issac shakes his head acting surprised, "I don't know."

Y/n chuckles and then deletes it, setting her phone down.

Issac stares at her in amazement.

"What?" Y/n asks nervously.

"Aren't you gonna answer that?" He asks slightly shocked.

"No? I have a boyfriend, doesn't matter who or what it's about, I have a boyfriend." She answers like it's the simplest thing ever.

He smiles wrapping his arms around the back of her waist and digging his head into the crook of her neck. Butterflies spontaneously fluttering in her.

"This is why I love you." He giggles holding her.

Y/n pauses hearing the 'L' word for the first time. So does Issac.

She cups his cheeks and pulls him infront of her. His height towering over her as his blue eyes drowned into hers. "Did you just say you love me?" She asks with a smirk on her face.

"Well yeah- I mean I did- if you're not ready- for that yes I totally- get it-" He begins.

"Issac did you say you love me yes or no?" She asks a small smirk still glued to her plush lips.

"Yeah- I did." He mumbles.

"Did you mean it?" She asks again.

Of course he meant it, he had fallen in love with  her since the 6th grade.

"Yeah. I do mean it." He answers a nervous smile on his lips.

Her face turns into a huge smile, "God I love you too." She says before pulling him into a kiss. Originally stunned he smiles, closing his eyes as he brushes his hand through her hair pulling her closer to him. Man did he love her. And Man did she love him.

Happily Ever after,

not yet though.

Hello all I hope you are doing great, I wrote this chapter while on the plane back home so hope you enjoy it. It's so cold and i'm freezing. Leave comments please I loved reading them!! Thanks love ya -Alexa.L