STILES STILINSKI IMAGINES || COMPLETED

XXVII. Habits → Stilinski

Inspired by; Habits (Stay High) –
Tove Lo.

I do not own Habits song lyrics, it all belongs to Tove Lo.

Warning; Cursing, Drinking.
I make the characters here 18 so it fits with the plot.

Third Person’s.

You're gone and I gotta stay
High all the time
To keep you off my mind
Ooh-ooh, ooh-ooh
High all the time
To keep you off my mind
Ooh-ooh, ooh-ooh

Y/N sighed loudly as she slammed down the shot glass into the counter of the bar, the bitter–taste of the alcohol she just drank still evident on her throat. She was drunk, very drunk.

She raised her hand to call the waiter and order another shot for her to drink. When her drink arrive, she immediatly downed it. With her back towards the dancing crowd, she continue to drink her sorrows away, not giving a single fuck to anybody.

She just found out that her boyfriend– scratch that– ex-boyfriend was sleeping with her bestfriend while the two of them are in a relationship. And guess what? they’ve been together for four years.

The ringing of her phone in her pocket startled Y/N, she hastily fished out her phone and saw Stiles’ calling her. She swipe to answer as she greeted a high pitched ‘hello’.

Stiles, who is on the other side of the phone, let out a breath he’s been holding. “Hey, uhm, are you okay? I’ve been calling you all da– wait. Is that music I hear? where are you?”

Y/N loudly giggle over the phone, “I’m ’kay, Sti. No need to worry, I am at the bar right now tho.”

“What!? bar? who’s with you? why are you there?”

“Nobody. Drinking, obviously.”

“Okay. Just stay there, I’m on my way.”

Y/N giggle, “I’ll be waiting, Stilinski.”

Spend my days locked in a haze
Trying to forget you babe
I fall back down
Gotta stay high all my life
To forget I'm missing you
Ooh-ooh, ooh-ooh

“You don’t have to decide what’s good or bad for me, Stiles.” Y/N snapped as she tugged her arm away from his grasp. She tighten her hold on her jacket as the cold air nipped at her hot skin while she walks down the street, Stiles hot on her heels.

“Y/N that wasn’t what I meant–”

She turned around causing Stiles to stop on her tracks, “Me drinking is not one of your problems, Stiles. I drink because I want to stop this.” She whimpered.

“Stop what?” Stiles shakily asked.

“The pain. To stop the pain, Stiles. The same pain I felt when I saw my boyfriend with my bestfriend on his bed together, obviously cheating on me. I can still feel my heart shattered at the sight of them, I can still feel the soreness of my throat because of yelling, I can still feel the tears running down my cheeks, I can still fee–”

Stiles quickly placed his hands on either side of her face as he put his lips on her’s, completely cutting her off. Y/N’s eyes widen, seeing Stiles’ were closed from pure blissed. With courage, she placed her small hands on his chest, pushing him off of her as she wiped her lips with the back of her hand.

“I don’t need your pity kiss, Stiles.” She hissed, hating Stiles for kissing her out of pity.

A look of confusion showed on Stiles’ face and was then replaced by anger. “Do you think I kissed you because of pity?” He angrily asked.

Y/N can’t help but avert her eyes from him to the ground, not knowing the answer to his question. When she decided to open her mouth to say something, Stiles immediatly speak.

“I kissed you. I kissed you because I like you–no!– I love you and I want to help you get through it, the pain, together. So no, I don’t kissed you because of pity. I kissed you because I love you.”

Her breath was caught on her throat as Stiles’ finish talking. His words hitting her like a tons of bricks along with realization combine. Then her eyes widen as she finally processed everything that he said.

She hate the thought of Stiles kissing her out of pity because she loves him.

  Y/N grip the back of his to pull him down to her, succesfully attaching his lips to her’s. It was just a simple smack, an innocent little kiss that makes both of them feel goosebumps erupted on both of their skins, hearts beating as one and both of them releasing a contented sigh.

They slowly pulled away, foreheads touching, letting their breath mingle with each other’s. With a smile on they’re faces, Stiles pulls her into a bone–crushing hug, muttering ‘I love you’s that makes Y/N’s smile bigger and heart warmer.

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A/N:
‘Ey! sup guys? sorry for not as active as I am before it is because I am busy at school works and I might as well continue to study hard for me to pass. Lmao.

But don’t worry, if the school’s over, I’m gonna try to update more frequent than this. I swear, I’m gonna try to be more active for you guys.

And by the way–

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Thank you guys! love you.

-A very thankful Alyssa.💕👋