Dear Juliet | S. Stilinski (editing)

Confess

I'm going to catch you all up on what's happening, It's been 3 months since the incident in Mexico, I've been single for that long, Stiles and I have been closer, Cut my hair, and I've been better.

Stiles invited me to go out and eat pizza with him. I'm getting ready to go out. I but on a nude crop top with mom jeans. I ran to my closet and grabbed my vans. I heard a honk and I went out the door.

"Ready?"

"You bet." I smiled as he drove to the pizza place. We ordered a pepperoni pizza with cheese fries on the side. As I ate, Stiles kept staring at me. "What?"

"Something about you." He looked harder. "Something's different."

"My hair?" He clapped his hands and smiled.

"I knew it!" I laughed.

"I don't know, I wanted something different, I told the lady to cut it shorter, but not this short." I sighed. "I don't know what I feel about it."

"Well I think you look beautiful." He grabbed my hand. I slowly looked at him.

"Really?"

"Well yeah! I mean you're beautiful than any girl in this world." I started to blush. "Its the truth!"

"You're lucky that you're adorable." Stiles smiles. He pays for the pizza and away we go. We stopped by his car.

"Want to come to my house or you want me to take you home?"

"I could stay with you, if your separation anxiety is that bad." He scuffs and turns his head around.

"Dont care, Im taking you with me." I started at his features. His moles on his face, his little half smile, his little honey brown eyes. Im falling for him all over again.

"You have no other choice." I said as we got in the car. We drove to his house. Stiles left the pizza box on his kitchen table and we went in his room. I sat down on his bed as he looked at his wall.

Stiles POV

I'm gonna tell her that I like her. I think its time, we kissed 3 times, we grew closer than ever. Im gonna take the advice Melissa gave me. I need to make a smooth line and then I'll ask her. I want to be with her. She makes me happy. Since she's been single, she's been happier. I can tell the difference. When I spent more time with her, Juliet changes, in a good way.

"What do you think if I painted those two wall orange?" I said. Her face turned like if she saw something she didn't wanted to see.

"Well, I mean its your choice. I really don't like the color combination, but you do you, Stiles." Juliet stands next to me as she looked at the walls.

"But it's the colors of the Mets."

"I know, you love the Mets."

"Okay, um, maybe orange and blue is not the best. Right, you know, um, sometimes there's other things you wouldn't think would be a good combination end up turning out to be, like, a perfect combination, you know, like two people together - Who nobody ever thought would be together ever."

"Where are you going with this?" I grabbed her hands and I looked straight into her eyes.

"Juliet McCall, Ive liked you since the day we met. From there, I knew I wanted to be with you. I want to see that smile you have everyday of my life. I promise you that I'll be there for you." She started to tear up. "Remember what i told you when we were 8?"