'Teen Wolf' Imagines

Let Her Go (Scott x Reader)

Warning: Sadness

The crowd calmed down when Meghan Trainor's "About the Bass" ended and Christina Perri's "A Thousand Years" started playing. Some teenagers stayed on the dance floor to continue dancing with their dates, while others walked back to their tables to catch a breath from all the dancing. There were a couple of teenagers that left their tables and made their way to the dance floor for the slow song.

"Would you like to dance with me?" Scott smiled as he offered his hand to his girlfriend, Y/N.

"I'd love too," she took his hand in hers and let him lead the way to the middle of the dance floor underneath the silver disco ball.

She wrapped her arms around his neck as he wrapped his hands at her waist and began swaying back and forth to the song. Y/N rested her head on his shoulder, instantly smelling the cologne she got him for Christmas just a few months ago. It's hard to believe they've made it this far.

Y/N and Scott had been friends since their freshman year, but they didn't become closer until she was there for Scott shortly after Allison's death. He needed a friend and she wanted to be that for him. They never expected to fall in love with one another in the process. However, their relationship wasn't the easiest either.

With Scott being a True Alpha and protecting Beacon Hills from all things supernatural, there was always something or someone in their way. Worrying about the other one's safety was never ending. They both knew it shouldn't be like this. They were just seniors in high school, on their prom night, and about to graduate in a few weeks. Nothing about their lives was normal. A part of her was expecting something terrible would happen on prom night.

With graduation near, Scott and Y/N had talked about what they were planning on doing next. They both got accepted to their first choice colleges, which were an hour away from each other, but they had every intention of making their "short" long distance relationship work. Except there was one small problem, Y/N changed her mind and she hadn't told Scott yet.

As Scott pulled her to his chest, he began to notice her chemosignals had changed. She was sort of sad and he didn't understand why. They were having a great night so far and in this moment, they're perfectly safe in each other's arms. Scott's mind ran with a million thoughts of what could be wrong. Maybe it was because it's their last prom in high school. Maybe it's finally hitting her that they'll leave this place soon.

Maybe it's something else, he thought to himself.

"Babe?" Scott whispered against the shell of her ear. She hummed in response. "What's wrong?"

She let out a heavy sigh. "Scott, it's our prom night. I don't want to do or say anything that would ruin it, okay?"

He looked deep into her eyes and noticed how scared she was. He cupped her cheek, brushing his thumb along her cheekbone before he leaned in and kissed her softly. When he pulled back to look at her once more, the song had finished and had been replaced by a Bruno Mars song. He grabbed her hand and began walking away from the dance floor.

"Where are we going?" She asked when Scott passed their table and walked towards the double doors.

"You'll see," he said over his shoulder.

The loud music and the sounds of their classmates chattering and laughing were drowned out when the gym double doors closed behind them. Without saying a word to each other, Scott led the way to the main building of the school. When they got to the empty hallway, Scott placed her in front of her old freshmen locker. She gave him a confused look, wondering what he was doing.

"Just wait right there," he said before he walked down the hallway and stood in front of the water fountain. He pointed at the water fountain without breaking eye contact with her as he spoke, "Four years ago, I looked up after taking a sip of water and ignored my rambling best friend about the recent case his dad got at work because I saw the most beautiful girl struggling to open her locker."

He then pointed at her with a smile on his face. "I knew in that moment I wanted to call you mine and for you to call me yours. However, that didn't happen. Things got in the way, we were with other people before our timing was finally right," he said as he slowly walked up to her. She had tears in her eyes by the time he stood in front of her. He had never told her this story and it was making what she was about to tell him so much harder.

He cupped her cheeks gently and she instantly leaned into his warm touch. He looked deep into her eyes. "It's okay. I know," he said, hinting that he knew all along.

She bit her lip as her heartrate quickened. Did he really know she had changed her mind or was he just saying it? It's moments like this where she wished she was a werewolf to notice these kinds of things.

"You do?" She whispered, slightly terrified.

He nodded. "Yeah."

"How did you know?" She asked quietly. "Do you have some other werewolf super power I don't know about?"

He chuckled as he shook his head and wiped way the fallen tears on her cheeks. "I saw a backpacker's guidebook on your desk and your college acceptance letter in the trash. I wasn't snooping. It was literally right there. It wasn't hard to put the pieces together."

She nodded, realizing she hadn't been more careful about hiding her stuff in her room. "So do you wanna tell me now?" He asked her.

A shaky breath escaped from the back of her throat before she grabbed his hands in hers. She intertwined their fingers and stared at them for a moment before she looked up at Scott and his scared brown eyes.

"Scott... I'm not going to college after we graduate," Scott nodded, motioning her to continue. "I just feel like it's not for me, at least not right now. I don't know how to explain or say it without sounding cliché, but it's the truth. It's just something I need to do for myself. I need this. I want to see and do things I never thought I'd do in my wildest dreams. For the past four years..." she trailed trying to pick her next words carefully. "I've felt confined."

Scott's face immediately fell, which didn't go unnoticed as Y/N quickly shook her head and cupped his cheeks. "I don't mean you, babe. You are by far the best thing that's ever happened to me. I wouldn't trade it for the world."

Scott gave her a genuine smile before he captured her lips in his. He kissed her softly, but deep and filled with passion. Allison was his first love, but Y/N was the kind of love he envisioned his entire life with. He saw a future with her, the kind that involved a long and happy marriage, and having wonderful kids running around in their dream house. He loved her that much. So who was he to stop her from what she wanted and believed is the right thing to do for herself?

He pulled back, his nose brushing against hers as their warm breaths fanned against their lips. He wrapped his arms around her waist, pulling her closer with his forehead pressed against hers. He took in every feature, taking in this moment as she had her eyes closed, terrified of what Scott's response would be.

"It's okay. Go see the world, babe," he gave her his blessing, not that she needed it, but to reassure her that it was okay. "See what the world has to offer. Experience life to the fullest and I promise I'll do the same here. We do our thing and then when we're ready, we'll find each other again someday and we'll see what happens then. But until then, let's make the most of it for the next few weeks. What do you say?"

"I say, I love you, Scott McCall."

"I love you, too," he said as he pulled her in for a tight hug. Scott wasn't going to hold her back. He wanted her to be happy. He would let her go and he knew someday she'd come back to him because they're meant to be. They waited on the perfect timing to be together in high school, he had no doubt they would find each other again someday when the timing is right.