Dylan, Stiles, Stuart, Thomas and Dave Imagines and preferences
This is all about Dylan and the characters he has played.
I'm going through them and editing them (11/oct/2018)
A/N This is another one I'm not 100 percent happy with, but here it is.
The annoying sun light shines on my closed eyes and I turn to avoid the bright light. I groan as I throw the covers up and off my body. I sign as I get up and stretch my legs. I rub my eyes, whipping the sleep away. I yawn and walk over to my closet, scanning everything and finally finding my favourite outfit.
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I grab my school bag and throw over my shoulder before grabbing my phone, keys and earphones. I walk down the stairs shouting a quick good-bye to my parents and brother. I plug my earphones into my phone and play '7 Years'.
I walk to school and it's the same routine every day. Get up, get dressed, go to school, come home and sleep. It replays like a cycle every day. I sign as I step through the school gates. As I walk towards the stairs someone bumps me from behind making me lose my balance and fall over. I'm about to yell at the person to go fuck off, but when I turn around I see two beautiful brown eyes staring down at me in shock.
Stiles' POV
I jump out of my jeep and shut the door quickly, swinging my bag over my shoulder. I run through the gates and sprint towards the stairs. I need to tell Scott about the new research I did last night about the new mystery supernatural creature threatening Beacon Hills.
I see Scott waving at me on the top of the stairs in front of the two main doors. I quicken my pace but instantly stop as my body comes in contact with someone else's. I balance myself up right so I don't fall but the person I knocked into wasn't so luckily. They fell causing all their books to spread out on the foot path. The person snap there head to me looking harsh and angry, but soon softens when she makes eye contact with me. I look at the person closer and see its Y/N. The Y/F/L Y/L/N. The beautiful girl who I've had a crush on since grade 3.
Nice work Stiles, you just knocked her over.
As this thought enters my mind I shoot down to my knees and start gathering her stuff. "I'm so, so, so sorry. I didn't mean to at all. I'm sorry. Are you alright?" I scan over her body cheeking to see any visible scratches as I continue to pick up her stuff. I see Scott rushing down the steps and helps her pick up her papers.
"It's okay. I'm fine." She says with a smile.
Y/N POV
Stiles keels down beside me and starts gathering my stuff. "I'm so, so, so sorry. I didn't mean to bump into you. I'm sorry. Are you all right?" He asks. I see his eyes scan my body and heat rises up on my checks.
