Stiles had been sitting in his room, thinking about how to start this letter.
"Maybe I should just say it to her instead of writing it. Not very good at writing anyways" he mumbled to himself as he stared at the only word he wrote.
Hey,
'Hey? Should I start it like that?' He thought to himself as he spun around in his chair.
After a few more minutes, he looked at the time. He had been sitting here thinking for 3 hours. He let out a heavy sigh right as a knock was heard on his bedroom door.
He got up and opened it, revealing Scott who smiled but that quickly turned into the look of confusion as he saw Stiles's face.
Stiles stepped aside to let him in and he did so. Scott sat on the edge of Stiles bed as he tried to make out what could be wrong with his best friend.
"Hey, dude. What's up?" Scott asked.
Stiles sat back down at his desk and looked at Scott desperately,
"I have been sitting here for 3 hours trying to make up some kind of love letter for a girl I really, and i mean more then Lydia. You know what? I think, No.... I love her, Scott. Oh my god, I love her" Stiles rushed.
Scott's eyes were wide as he tried to calm Stiles down, "Woah, woah, woah. Calm...calm down" he said slowly. Once Stiles stopped talking, Scott asked, "Who are we talking about here?"
Stiles looked at him in disbelief,
"Y/n! I'm talking about Y/n. Did I not say that already?" He asked.
Scott smiled and shook his head,
"No, no you didn't. But, don't worry. I'll help you write something" he reassured.
Stiles let out a sigh of relief then told Scott, "Scott, thank you. I just really don't wanna mess this up. I got one chance with the most perfect girl I have ever met in my life. She's funny, sarcastic, talented in anything life throws at her. Plus she's gorgeous....so so so so so so pretty-" Scott cut him off.
"Yeah, I know" Scott said, making Stiles look at him and narrow his eyes.
"What?" Stiles said, "You like her too?"
He narrowed his eyes even more.
Scott quickly shook his head, making Stiles say, "Now you don't like her? Jeez Scott, I can't get married to someone who my best friend hates"
Scott slapped his forehead, clearly seeing his friend wasn't on the same page as him, "No, I do like her. Just not romantically" he quickly said making Stiles widen his eyes in realisation.
"Oh, sorry. I thought you were gonna steal her from me for a second" he narrowed his eyes again, staring into Scott's soul as he warned, "But if you did like her in that way, I would find some way to make your life a living pile of mountain ash. Got it?" He said lowly.
Scott paused, not used to seeing his friend like this and especially to him,
"Got it. I wasn't going to do anything anyways" he reassured making Stiles go back to Happy Puppy Stiles.
"Ok, Ok, Ok" he jumped up trying to contain his excitement, "How should I start this thing?" He said motioning to the peace of paper.
"Just be casual but romantic" Scott told him.
Stiles sat back down and took out a pen, "Ok, casual and romantic" he said to himself as he started to write.
The Next Day
Y/n walked with Allison to their lockers, which were right beside eachother.
"How do I tell him though, I can't just walk up to him and say 'Hey, I was wondering if you like me and want to go out with me'. That would make me sound too out there and stupid, mind you I'm already kinda stupid" Y/n ranted to Allsion as the two got their books for the day.
