Teen Wolf Imagines

Friend-Zone | Stiles

>> your pov <<

His best friend, that's who I am. That's all I'll ever be, Stiles Stilinski's best friend, he never showed any affection for me, only friendly affection.

I fell for that awkward boy, the boy who's in love with Lydia and Malia, and no matter what he chose, I stood on the sidelines cheering him on.

I let out a loud sigh, picking up my large textbook that lay on the ground, and tossing it on my bed carelessly.

I liked him, hell, what am I saying? I love him, but I knew he wouldn't feel the same way with two beautiful girls with a beautiful personality, and I was just his best friend, along with Scott McCall.

Friend-zoned.

That's where I am right now, in the friend-zone, once in the friend-zone, always in the friend-zone.

I never actually talked to Stiles about my feelings, he never knew, but I know he doesn't love me in that way, him and Lydia are slowly becoming a "thing" while Malia and Stiles are hitting it off as well.

I always woke up everyday with the same empty feeling that I've always had, wishing I had something that I'll never receive, he isn't mine, he never will be.

People always tell me that there are more people out there, that one boy shouldn't ruin your life and when I'm older I'll understand why I never had him, but I never believed them, I still thought Stiles was the one.

But, sadly, he wasn't.

• Stiles' POV •

She doesn't love me, Y/N L/N, she doesn't love me at all, she always seems like she doesn't care about what girl is with me and she doesn't show any sign of love, but here I am, I fell for her.

I always try to distract myself with Lydia and Malia but it never works, she still thinks of me as a best friend,.

God dammit Stiles, can't you just tell her how you feel? You haven't even heard her side of the story?

She may or may not like me, but I'm sill hoping for the best, me, Scott, and her have known each other for the longest time, and within that time frame I found myself loving everything about her.

Her smile.
Her personality.
Her hair.
Her laugh.
Her eyes.
Her beauty.
Her.

She was beautiful, one of the most beautiful people I've ever seen, she seemed to make my life better, I don't know what I'd do without her, she truly is amazing.

For some reason, every Saturday, I seem to be sitting in bed thinking about Y/N, she made me happy even if I didn't have her.

I love her, I truly do love her.

Scott always encourages me to go talk to her, tell her about my feelings and see if she feels the same way, there's two ways it could play out, Scott said.

I would nail it or fail it.

Maybe someday I'll tell her.

A/N
Part two anyone?