Dylan O'Brien Imagines

Come Back to Me// Void Stiles

"I don't want to stay with him," you groaned. "Do you not recall last time?"

Last time you stayed with Void Stiles he tied you to a chair.

"Lydia has classes, I have to make up a test, and Liam is with Hayden, you had enough credits to graduate last year." Scott says.

"Fine." You grumble.

Void Stiles was sitting on the couch smirking at you intently.

"You know I can remember everything that happens to him, right?" he smirks. "You did look good in that red dress."

Our first date. You glared at him, tears prickling your eyes. He looks at you with the love and lust Stiles does.

"Stiles?" You ask.

"I love you so much, I'm sorry." He says.

Then an evil smirk replaces it.

You walk over to him, putting both hands on either side of his face, staring into his eyes. "Come back to me."

You slammed your lips into his, holding his neck to keep him close.

Suddenly, he shoves you away, your back hitting a wall. You groaned and tried to catch your breath as you got off the floor.

Stiles falls to the floor, black smoke spurling out of his mouth, falling into the floor.

"Stiles?" you ask. "Stiles?"

You scoop over to him, pulling his head into your lap.

"You did it," he whispers. "It's gone."

You help him to the couch and go to turn away but he pulls you down with him.

He wraps his arms around you, your face in his chest.

"I missed you." He says and tears cascaded down your face.

"I thought I lost you." You cried.

"I'm right here." He says, stroking your hair.