Dylan O'Brien Imagines

Are You Mad? Pt. 3

Okay so this part can have two different endings. They both completely end the same, but how it leads up to the ending is different if that makes any sense lol. If you want me to write the alternative to this ending, I will but for now I will just write this one. 

Once I finished texting Scott I dragged myself out of bed. Even though I am extremely sick, I need to make up with Stiles, even if I have no idea what I did wrong. It's better then not doing anything to fix it at all.

I slipped on my slippers (hehe see what I did there? I'm so funny omg. jk I don't even know what I'm doing lol) and grabbed my phone and keys off of my desk. I slowly hobbled down the stairs and outside to my car. 

I start my car and drive over to Stiles' house. As I'm driving it starts to rain and the wind is getting worse by the minute. I pick up my speed not wanting to be in this car with the weather like this any longer. Luckily Stiles doesn't that far away, so I got there in about 5 minutes.

I pull into his driveway behind his blue jeep, that he deeply loves. I turned my car off, put my phone in my sweatshirt pocket with my keys and ran out of my car up to the front door. I knocked quickly since I'm starting to get really cold.

I hear footsteps coming to the door and I start to shiver as the rain and wind hit me from all directions. The door swings open to reveal Stiles in only sweatpants.

"Y/n? What are you doing here?" He asks me and I start coughing uncontrollably, putting my hand on my chest. He pulls me inside shutting the door behind us.

I finally stopped coughing and took deep breaths. "You look like shit." He pointed out and I gave him a death stare.

"Oh really? I had no idea, it's not like I've been deadly sick for the past 3 days. Not like you would know or care." I snapped back and started coughing more. 

"Come on." He said and picked me up bridal style, taking me to his room. He sat me down on his bed and started going through his clothes in his dresser. I put my head in my hands as I start to get a headache. 

"Here lets get you changed into nice warm dry clothes." He said and helped me get undressed since I'm feeling 10 times worse then I did before. I got dressed into a pair of his sweatpants and his lacrosse sweatshirt.

I put my wet hair up in a messy bun and sat back down on his bed. 

"I'll be back, get in bed." He said and gave me a kiss on the forehead. I decided to not make a snarky comment because no matter how much I'm mad at him, he's still adorable.

I got in his bed and snuggled up in the blankets that smelt like him.

A few minutes later Stiles came back carrying medicine, water, snacks and movies.

"I know we aren't the best right now but you're sick, so I need to take care of you and to be honest I'm a pretty shitty boyfriend so hopefully this makes up for it." He said and dropped everything on the bed.

"You're not a shitty boyfriend." I said with a scratchy voice.

"I think I'm getting worse." I added on and started coughing again.

I sat up and Stiles started to rub my back. Once I stopped coughing I took medicine and laid back down.

Stiles went over to his desk and started to rummage through the drawers trying to find something.

"What are you looking for?" I asked but he ignored me.

He stopped what he was doing and held a picture. He came back over to me and gave me the picture.

"Hey it kinda looks-"

"Like the picture you took. Yeah I know." He cut me off.

I stared at the picture still not getting what was going on.

"My mom, she uh took that picture. So when you sent me the one you took, I kinda felt like there should only be one picture like that. And it should be the one my mom took." He said.

I looked at him and put the picture down.

"I'm sorry Stiles."

"No no, don't be. I should be sorry, I acted like a childish and immature ass." He said and I smiled.

"Yeah you did. But you should've just told me." I said and grabbed his hand.

"I know, but it's just tough sometimes. I need to move on and not have things like this affect me so bad." He said and I pulled him into a hug.

"Stiles it's your mom, you can never fully move on. But hey why don't we cuddle in bed and watch Star Wars." I said and smiled slightly.

"I'm just sorry because here you are, sick, coming to my house to fix what I messed up. This fight or whatever you want to call it should've never happened." He said again and I chuckled.

"Babe stop stressing out. Yes I'm sick, nothing we can do about it except for cuddle and watch movies."

We smiled and Stiles got into bed next to me pulling me close to him. I wrapped my arm around his stomach and laid my head on his chest. 

Right when Stiles was about to play the movie the lights started to flicker and before I knew it we were laying in bed, in the dark.

Great.

"Did the power just go out?" I asked annoyed.

"Um yeah..." He replied and I started laughing.

"Well then I'm going to sleep." I said and closed my eyes.

"I love you." Stiles said rubbing my back lightly.

"I love you too." I felt Stiles kiss my head and I fell asleep to his calming heartbeat.

I hope you enjoyed this part! Like I said in the beginning this can end two ways. In both parts they are both happy endings, it's just what happens before is different. So instead of y/n ending up at Stiles she ends up going somewhere else. If you want me to write that side of the story I will! Make sure to vote and comment! Thank you for everything my loves❤