Teen Wolf Imagines

How You Meet (Brett Talbot) (Part Two)

*Jordan*

It didn't matter that it had been at least a week since I met him, because the imagine of Mr Talbot was still imprinted on my mind- and it got clearer each and every day.

A few days ago, everything made sense to me. The mysterious murders, the glowing eyes, and the really big claws- which, I knew they desperately needed a manicure.

Liam, Scott, Malia and Stiles sat me down in Scott's bedroom and the explained everything up to the most recent stuff, and tonight, I was off on my first supernatural outing.

"So Brett's coming?" I asked Lydia as I frantically looked through what's good. "And we're looking for who?"

The strawberry blonde laughed from behind me before the sound of her heels clicked against the floorboard, signalling she was walking over.

"Calm down, Jordan. I know you like him, the boys know you like him, yada yada." She teased briefly, but none the less my cheeks still heated up. Lydia started to work her magic on finding me something to wear. "So it's gonna be cold out, since you're gonna be in a god damn forest, but you still gotta look cute for Talbot." She shoved a pair of black leggings, a purple tank top and a leather jacket in my arms. "Change, and wear your converse. You'll need something comfy to wear." She smirked. From the end sentence, I couldn't help but think she had some sort of experience with walling through a forest in heels. Sounded painful enough to make me wince at the thought of her tripping up.

Surely enough, Bret met me, Liam and Mason inside the actual forest, and it was so hard not to stare at him. In my eyes, he's literally the definition of perfect.

After what felt like forever, we finally got to the hole that Liam supposedly fell in.

"So this o-" I screamed when my foot slipped and I fell face first into the hole. My eyes squeezed shut as I waited for the impact, but that never came. Instead, there were a pair of arms around my waist that were pulling me up slowly, standing me on my feet.

"Uh, thanks." I stuttered, realising that the long thin arms belonged to Brett. "You can let go now."

"I'll let go, but only if you go on a date with me." His breath fanned against the side of my face as he whispered in my ear, sending a wave of goosebumps down my entire body.

When I finally had the courage, I reached into the pocket of my leather jacket and pulled my phone out, placing it in his already outstretched hand.

I watched as he typed his number into my phone, set himself a contact name and sent himself a message before handing it back to me.

"Now I can text you the details about the date." He smirked, finally pulling his arms from my waist- but part of me didn't want him to do that.

For the rest of the night, I was a flustered and stuttering mess. The boys would ask me questions on purpose, and Brett kept sending me subtle smirks or winks, knowing that I'd be a blushing mess..

I could only wonder what the date would be like...

jordanshaw101 This was the first thing that came to my mind, if there are any errors, I can only blame my sleepy manner- since I'd only just woken up when I got your second request. I hope you like it!!