Stiles POV:
I felt dizzy, like I could pass out any minute. Isaac had just told me that Scott were in love with me. IN LOVE WITH ME.
"Wait, Isaac, are you 100 percent sure?" I asked him leaning myself on the wall as I stood up. I couldn't sit still.
"Yes I am sure. You know when I stayed at his house? Well, one night I was going to get something to eat, then I heard Scott say 'no, stiles... Don't be with him, be with me...' In sleep", I stared at Isaac, "but that was ONCE" I replied, "haven't you noticed it? How he stares at you and talks about you?".
"No, I haven't..."
"Well, I can see it..." He clenched his jaw
"You love him, don't you?" I told Isaac, he looked at me with a hurt look.
And he nodded.
"But he only sees you", "should I talk to him?" I asked him, "I don't know, but don't tell Scott about me okay?"
"Don't worry, I won't".
I texted Scott and we agreed to meet up at his house. When I had bad news, I always liked the best to be at their place because there, I could just leave instead of waiting for them to leave.
"So, what's up?" Scott took a sip from his coffee. The last couple weeks he had been a coffee addict.
"Uhm... I don't know how to say this..." I scratched my head and bit my lip.
"Just tell me" Scott clenched his jaw
"Do you.... Are you... Are you in love with me?" The words slipped out of my dry mouth.
"I what..?" He looked anxiously at me.
"Stiles, I'm not gay"
"Isaac told me you-"
"So you really believe what Isaac is telling you instead of your best friend?" Scott looked at me with eyes full of judge.
"Scott, I really want to believe you... But Isaac seemed so sure..." I almost whispered.
"I love Kira..." He tightened his grip against the bed.
"At least I thought I did..." He added with a hurt look.
"Dude, I'm about to marry Derek"
"Don't"
It felt like the words stabbed me in the chest.
"Scott, I love you, but as my brother, I can't-"
"Oh just stop it. I don't really think you love Derek. You and I, we have been friends forever! I... I know you" Scott said seductive
Then Scott folded his arms around my waist and leaned in and kissed me.
"Stop it!" I growled at him.
"Stiles! Your eyes..." Scott glared at me.
"I don't want this" I snapped at him, "I thought you were different" it was like the words echoed.
"Stiles..." I heard before I left the room.
I picked up my phone and dialed Dereks number.
"Derek, we've got a problem..."
