TeenWolf Cast&Character Imagines

Dylan Sprayberry(read a/n)

○Song- Secrets~Jacob Whitesides○
◇A/N◇
I want to try something different so this imagine is Dylan Sprayberry but it's from ManOfSteel so its a Clark Kent imagine. I really hope you like it and just a couple questions: what do you think about the idea? should I do a few more like Dylan O'brien as Dave or Stuart?  btw (Y/H/C) is your hair colour.

•Y/N POV•

I was walking around my local streets when I heard someone shouting. I popped my head round the corner of an old building to find a kid slumped up against a metal fence holding a book(picture 1). Infront of him were  bunch of bullies from my school I immediatly recognised. One of them was practially screaming in the kids face. Ugh. Ass. I walked up to them and right infront of the kindof 'leader' of the bullies.
"Leave him alone, Go back to being an asshole" I deadpanned but with a slight tone. He just looked at me with anger plastered on his face. After letting out a large grunt him and his dipshit followers left.

I finally turned to the boy helping him up before realising it was Clark. He was in nearly all of my classes and we used to be really close. He had dark brown fluffy hair, light blue eyes and a light tan.
"Uh t-thanks (y/n)" he mumbled
"It's nothing" I replied
"No really, thanks" He said louder this time, flashing me a pearly white smile and a laugh. Oh my god. He was so cute. We stood for a couple of minutes before I spoke up.
"Well I should probably get going" I said gesturing towards the path that lead onto the main street.
"I'll see you round then?" He asked.
"You sure will" I muttered while walking away.

As I pushed my heavy dark blue door open my mom(I'm not american but i'm gonna write mom not mum) bombarded me with questions.
Where were you?
Who were you with?
What were you doing?
Was it a boy?
And more stupid things like that. I just ignored her and headed up for my room. Uhh. I have a 'trip' tomorrow.

《THE NEXT DAY 》

We were all loaded onto the buses. I was put next to one of the popular kids and he kept giving me dirty looks while I looked out the window. He had no idea I could see him in the reflection on the glass. About 20 minutes into the drive we crossed a bridge over a calm river. I closed my eyes, trying to relax. I heard the whole bus erupt into screams but as soon as the I opened my eyes the freezing water hit me. The water flooded my mouth in a second and I saw a lot of people already swimming towards the river bank. My head poked out of the surface and as I gasped for air I saw someone pushing the bus up onto the mud and water flew out(picture2). What the hell? The same person dove back into the water. He pulled up a chubby ginger kid who was the 'leader' of the bullies from the day before. He leant on the back of the bus and I tried shouting and screaming but the current of the river pulled me under.

•Clark POV•

I leant on the back of the flooded bus when I heard screams and shouts behind me(picture 3). I turned to see some (Y/H/C) hair and immediately knew it was (Y/N). I dove back in the water for the 3rd time and swam to where I saw her. But she wasn't here. My thoughts automatically went to the worst but I pushed them out. She had to be alive. "(Y/N)! (Y/N) WHERE ARE YOU!" I shouted as loud as I could. She suddenly popped up next to me and I grabbed her hand and helped her closer to the edge of the river. When we got to the back of the bus I grabbed her waist and placed her so she was sitting in the bus with her legs dangling off the edge. I sat next to her and no-one said anything.

•Y/N POV•

After about 5 minutes of silence I finally decided I should talk to him. "Clark, how did you do that?" I whispered but loud enough for him to hear.  "If i'm really honest, I don't know what it is but i'm stronger than normal people, a-and I don't get as hurt as normal people do." He replied still staring at his legs. I could tell he was about to cry and so was I. "Don't say that Clark" I said sternly. "Don't say what?" he asked slightly looking my way. Don't say 'normal people' you still normal to me, in a good way though" I said shakily and I knew well I had started crying.

"But i'm not normal (y/n), i'm weird, I can't do anything good"  "CLARK" I shouted which got his attention and he looked up at me properly now(picture 4). "You saved my life! How is that not a good thing, I could never in a thousand years do what you did today" I said still being quite loud. "Well yeah I did but... Uh" he trailed off. "See! No reasons for it not being good. Shit,scrap that it was amazing.. I wouldn't be here if you hadn't dived in and saved my sorry ass" He reached for my hand but I cupped his cheeks and kissed him. He didn't respond so I soon got scared I shouldn't have done it. I pulled away and saw he looked shocked. Oh god. "Clark I'm sorry I shouldn't have done tha-" I tried apologising but was cut of by his lips on mine. Again. He pulled away and rested his forehead on mine. "I could get used to this" he mumbled and I started giggling. He hugged me and I couldn't think of anything better.