Scott
"You are too much to handle, McCall." You through your bag on the floor, having Scott follow you through your house.
"I'm sorry y/n. I really am. But I can't risk my friends lives." You had just found out that he volunteered to become the dread doctors next victim. "They want me and they won't leave us all alone until they have me!" He defended himself behind you.
"They might want you Scott, but we all need you. That's the difference. You think you are saving all of us when you are ruining the best parts of us." You spoke for the gang and yourself, as you were very concerned for Scotts life.
"You know I love the gang, and I especially love you but I need to know you'll all be safe, even if that means sacrificing myself." Scott did not understand what you needed from him. You needed him.
"Whatever. I suggest you leave before you make me even more angry." You went to your rooms doorway and opened the door. You looked back at Scott. He had a look of annoyance in his eyes. You knew that look. That was his dominant look. He stood their for a minute before stomping towards you, attaching your lips to his. He pushed you up against the door and his hands pinned your hands above your head.
Stiles
"No. Absolutely not." Stiles stood over you. You had plans to leave Beacon Hills after high school but, stiles, your best friend was no having it.
"Frankly Stiles, it's not up to you, nor was I asking for your permission. Lydia, Malia and I have plans to go Los Angeles ad there is no way in hell that you are stopping us!" Your tone has changed.. You were genuinely pissed at stiles. Stiles still stood, inches away. His breath grew heavy, almost as if Stiles left his body.
"You wanna know why I don't want you to go anywhere?" Stiles growled lowly. Before you could answer, Stiles grabbed you roughly, dipping you into a passionate kiss. It was the best kiss you had ever exchanged.
Derek
"Seriously? I don't think so." Derek had just found out that you wanted to become a werewolf. "Don't make such a dumb decision." He laughed in pure enjoyment.
"I'm serious Derek. I want to be a werewolf!!" You raised your voice. He still remained on the couch, laughing his ass off.
"Please, stop. You're making me cry." Him not taking you serious made you want to scream. "You see I'm actually shedding tears right now. You're hilarious." This was enough.
"If you don't stop and actually take me serious Derek, I don't know what I'll do." You muttered towards the boy, who actually was hysterical in tears. He stopped laughing, giving your a look of confusion.
"Wait. You are telling me you want to be a werewolf.... for real?" He stopped, standing up from the couch. You nodded, giving him a look of annoyance.
"Yes. I am. Now please actually take me -" Before you could mutter out another word, Derek snaked a hand around your waist. His lips pressed against your neck, knowing that he needed damage control, and it was working.
Isaac
"I can't believe that you are willing to do that for Allison? What about me?" You threw your hands in the air, finding out your boyfriend had agreed to take, his ex, Allison to the glow in the dark party at Derek's tonight.
"I thought you were going with Lydia and Scott??" He acted more dumb then he looked. He knew this would push you over the top. He knew he would hurt you.
"Is that all you do? Is lie and hurt people that care about you? Because you sure as hell don't sound remorseful what so ever. I'm your girlfriend. Not her!" You walked away from Isaac, not being able to stand him. He didn't care about you like you thought he did and it made you sick.
"I love you, y/n. I wouldn't do anything to hurt you." He whimpered from behind you.
"Well you already did, and you know what. I can't take being hurt anymore. You haven't even apologized." You felt heat rising though your body. You stopped, spun around and slammed Isaac against the wall. Your hands grabbed his face as you plunged your lips on his. He immediately kissed right back.
