Imagines ⌲ Stilinski

|Remember|

{IF YOU DO NOT WANT SPOILERS FROM SEASON SIX THEN DO NOT READ}

"Those who see the wild hunt are already lost." Malia read off the page, looking back and forth between Y/N and Lydia. "What does that mean?"

"Wait a minute..." Lydia said. "Those who see the hunt...Stiles saw the hunt." She said, looking up at the other two females.

"So did Alex." Y/N said, biting her lip as she flipped through the pages of her book. "Wait, Alex saw the Ghost riders and he was taken...that means..." Realization hit Y/N like a ton of bricks, making her eyes go as wide as saucers. "Those who see the wild hunt are already lost, that means that if you can see them you're going to be taken! Stiles saw the hunt!" She exclaimed, jumping to her feet.

"Wait, Y/N, slow down," Lydia started, giving her friend a confused look. "Who's Stiles?"

Y/N's heart began to race as the word escaped the red head's lips. She knew what this meant. Her boyfriend was going to be taken.

"I-I have to go," She said, jumping up and grabbing her cell phone. She shoved it into her pocket and began dashing down the hallway, ignoring the calls of her two friends behind her. She raced out the front doors of the school, seeing Stiles looking around, lost.

"Stiles!" She called, dashing towards him.

Stiles turned when he heard his name, letting out a sigh of relief as his girlfriend jumped at him in an embrace. "Oh, you know me. Thank God you know me..."

"Of course I know you," Y/N whispered into his shoulder, burying her hands into his thick brown locks. "But I think everyone else is forgetting." She added as she pulled back to look at him, keeping her hands on his shoulders to make sure the constant contact didn't disappear.

The wind picked up in an instant, making Y/N go frigid. She grabbed a hold of her boyfriend's hand, clinging tightly to it as if that action alone would save him from his fate.

"Y-Y/N..." Stiles whispered, looking far into the distance. "Do you see him?"

Y/N looked around, seeing nothing but the leaves now beginning to whirl around them. "See what?"

"The guy on the horse," Stiles answered, making Y/N's heart fall into her shoes.

"Stiles, if you can see them, they're gonna-"

"I know," Stiles said, gripping her hand back just as tightly. Then, just as quickly he was releasing it, grabbing his girlfriend by the shoulders. "They're coming for me. You have to get away from me."

"What? No!" Y/N said, grabbing onto the crooks of Stiles' elbows and grasping them tightly.

"Y/N, they might take you too-"

"I don't care! We're a team, remember?" Y/N snapped, her fingers grasping onto his red flannel.

Stiles sighed, rubbing her arm softly. "Okay. Okay, come on," He said, the two of them taking off towards his jeep. He suddenly came to a skidding stop, gently pushing his girlfriend behind him.

"What?" Y/N asked, grasping his arm tightly. "What is it? Where are they?"

"They're everywhere." Stiles answered breathlessly, his eyes darting left and right. "Come on," Stiles grabbed his girlfriend's hand, making a mad dash for his jeep. "Keep running! Don't look at them, they might take you too!"

"I'm not!" Y/N said as they leaped into the jeep, both their hearts racing. Stiles whipped out his keys and readied them outside the ignition, but he didn't stick them in. "Stiles, what are you doing? We need to go," Y/N said urgently, grabbing his arm.

Stiles looked over at his girlfriend, shaking his head and lowering the keys. "There's no time." He said, making Y/N's heart break. "I'm going to be erased, just like Alex."

"No," Y/N said desperately, shaking her head quickly. "No, no, you won't, I won't-"

"Y/N," Stiles whispered, taking her hands. "You're going to forget about me."

"I won't," Y/N whimpered, grasping his hands in her shaking ones. "Stiles, please, please don't..."

"Hey, hey, shh," Stiles whispered bringing his hands up to cup her cheeks gently, rubbing his thumbs softly across her cheekbones. "It's okay. Just find someway to remember me." He whispered, brushing some hair behind her ears. "Remember how you were the first girl I ever danced with? Or that I've been head over heels for you since the second I saw you in the cafeteria freshman year?"

Y/N smiled softly through her tears, gently bringing her hands up to touch his. "Yeah.."

"Remember how you saved my life?" Stiles continued with a fond smile.

"You saved mine too..." Y/N whispered, grasping his hands shakily.

"See? It can't be too hard," Stiles whispered. "Just remember. Remember that I love you."

Y/N squeezed her eyes shut, moving forward to smash her lips onto his. His hands tangled into her hair, her hands grasping his flannel tightly.

"I love you too.." She whispered.

Suddenly the door on the driver's side was ripped open, and Stiles was being pulled out of his jeep.

"Stiles!" Y/N screeched, the feeling of his fingers being ripped from hers being enough to shatter her heart. The door slammed shut, and then he was gone.

Y/N stared at the door for a second before she was breaking down into sobs, bringing her knees to her chest and burying her face into her jeans.

"Remember.." She whispered, clawing at her legs. "Please, remember..."

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The next day, Y/N was walking into school with her books grasped in her arms. She took one step through the double doors of the school and froze, her brow furrowing. Wasn't she suppose to do something...?

"Hey," Scott said as he approached his friend, placing a soft hand on her shoulder. "Everything okay?"

"Yeah, I just.." The girl trailed off, her brow furrowing. "I just feel like I was suppose to do something."

"Do what?" Scott asked curiously, tilting his head to the side.

Y/N shook her head.

"I don't remember."

A/N- Season 6 has been giving me so many feels, therefore this happened xD Hope you enjoyed! ~Hayden