Dylan O'Brien Imagines

Bullets// Stiles

You were on lockdown because some dirty virus had gotten out, oh and a freaking murderer was running around the school.

But so were you. Scott, Malia, and Kira were all in the vault, slowly dying while you ran around, trying to find anything to help protect you.

You were almost praying to find Stiles, and not find the Chemist. You ran down a cellar, finding a stray gun under a bench.

You don't say that everyday. "I was running down the hallway and found a gun."

You vaguely knew how to use a gun, Stiles helped you a long time ago when you guys were like 10. You knew how to turn the safety off and how to hold it, common sense kind of told you how to fire it.

You were about to turn a corner but you stopped short when you heard someone talking.

"But you should know something, the virus doesn't kill humans, you'll get better. So don't you think you should tell me where they are? Shouldn't one of you get to live?" The Chemist says.

"I think I saw them in the library. Or it might've been the cafeteria. It was definitely one of those two." Stiles says as you cover your mouth with your hand.

"I'm going to count to three, and then I'm going to kill you." You hear a gun cock.

"Think you can scare me?" You hear Stiles almost growl.

"No, I think I can kill you. I just thought the countdown would make it more exciting."

"1," you hear him say, then you know what you have to do. You have to shoot him. You have to shoot him to save Stiles' life. "2."

You turn the corner, aim at his head and shoot. Some blood splatters against Stiles' face, but he's alive. Then he falls to the ground.

You meet his eyes, him crying, you about to cry. You dropped the gun and ran into his arms, hugging him so tight. You were crying in his shoulder and he was hugging you so tight you almost couldn't breath.

You pulled back, taking you coat off and starting to wipe his face off. Your hands were too shaky.

He puts his hands over yours and you sigh, tears still going down your face. "I didn't want to shoot him, I-I didn't but I couldn't lose you either."

He swipes the tears off your face with his thumbs. "And you did it, I'm right here."

You nod in his hands as you hug him again. He kisses your forehead as you sigh in his shoulder.