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Imagine #58: Scott

Imagine for lostgirl_lostboy

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"Jeysee, here's the thing. I wanna break up. It's not because I don't love you anymore, on the contrary, I'm still deeply in love with you. It's just that...well I don't want you to get hurt because of me and I'm always so busy with the pack I feel like we never have time for each other. So this is it Jeysee, I'm so sorry but it's for the better. I hope you find someone that really pays attention to you."

And with that the love of your life walks away.

You were speechless. You thought everything was okay, that he was the one.

But instead he broke your heart like every other man you had ever been with.

The memory played over and over again in your head for 3 days.

You were annoyed, angry, upset, but most of all, you were devastated.

You needed a distraction. Anything.

It didn't matter how long it lasted, just the fact that you were happy for even just a minute.

You craved for it.

Then it came to you.

Stiles.

****

"Okay wait, hold on. So you want me to fake a date with you and then tell Scott that we had sex together?" Stiles questioned as you stood on his front porch.

It was 5:00 in the morning and he was sure he was still dreaming.

You rolled your eyes. "Stiles please I have to make Scott realize that I can take care of myself and that he made a mistake!" You pled to your best friend since second grade.

He sighs and gives in. "Alright, but if I get my ass kicked by Scott I'm going to kill you."

You squeal in excitement and hug him before running back to your car.

"Thanks Stiles! I'll meet you at Club Sinema at 9!" You yell from your car window.

"Okay now leave me so I can go back to fucking sleep, bitch!" You laugh as you start your car.

"Whatever dickhead!" He smirks and yells back, "Bye hoe!" He laughs as you flip him off.

"Bye jackass!"

As you drove off you smiled to yourself. Stiles was the bestest friend you could ever ask for.

****

You had just arrived at the club when you saw Stiles waiting for you besides his Jeep.

You smirk to yourself as you see his jaw drop when his eyes finally find you.

"Jeysee...what the hell are you wearing?" He asks, still in awe.

You smile and look down, admiring your own outfit. "Do you think this is good enough to make Scott jealous?"