Thank God for AP Chem

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Omg can I have an imagine with Theo, where reader has to seduce him to get informations to know his intentions, Stiles and her want proves to show to the pack that he's the bad guy

*Italics are Y/N's thoughts*

Y/N POV

"He's a bad dude" Stiles told me "we need to figure out what he's even doing here".

Stiles was in the middle of ranting about Theo, who knew Scott and Stiles when they were young. They hadn't seen him since the fourth grade, and found it suspicious when he tried getting close to Scott. Stiles had a bad feeling about Theo from the beginning, and asked me to help him "investigate". This was not investigating.

Stiles basically told me to turn on the charm. The charm that I don't have. I am the worst person for this job. How was I supposed to get information if I can barely string together a sentence in front of him? The only time I've ever talked to him was when he asked me for a pen in AP Chem last week..

What the hell was I supposed to do?

I needed a way to get close to him.. Fortunately for me, our teacher was getting us to pair up for a project to do over the weekend. Before I could even look around the room to find him, he was already sitting at the lab station next to me asking if I had a partner.

What if he was on to me? I thought, No that can't be. I haven't even said anything to him yet.

"Uh, yeah, yeah that'd be great" I blushed. God, he was so much cuter up close. After exchanging numbers, we made a plan to meet at him house tomorrow to finish our project. Once class was over, along with the school day, I met up with Stiles and told him what happened. Stiles then told me to "put the moves on him".. What the hell does that even mean? I don't have any moves!

Oh God, this is gonna be the hardest thing I've ever done.

The next morning, I prepared myself for seeing Theo again. I don't know what it is about him, maybe the piercing blue eyes, yeah definitely the eyes, that just made my knees weak. I could barely keep focused in class yesterday, not to mention Stiles's secret plan. I gathered all the materials we would need and packed up my car. Putting in the address he gave, I pulled out of my driveway with anxiety bubbling in my chest.

I have never had this many butterflies in my stomach than I do right now. I sat in my car, pretending to check the address on my phone while gathering my thoughts.

You're here to get information Y/N. And do a chemistry project but mostly to get information. You can do this.

I got out of my car, picking up all the materials and made my way towards the door. He must've heard the car door shut, because he opened the front door while I was still walking up the sidewalk.

"Hey Y/N" he said, a huge smile plastered across his face. "Let me help you with that" he added as he took the poster boards from under my arm.

"Thanks" I replied, trying to contain my blush. As he leads me up to his room, I remember that he can probably hear my heartbeat, dang it, now my heart's beating even faster now.

Way to go, Y/N. now he probably knows you're nervous and you like him.

Once we sat down on the floor, spreading everything out, we got right to work. After a couple of hours of solving problems and fact checking our information, we were finally ready to start working on our poster. As I wrote the title on our big poster board, I noticed Theo's lingering glances.

Was that a blush? Did I just see Theo blush?

As all the thoughts whirled around in my head, I reached over to grab a marker, only to have his hand meet mine. His hands were strong and soft. When our hands touched, he pulled his back as the small blush on his cheeks became more prominent. We both tried to ignore what just happened; the clearing of throats and the rustling of papers was all that could be heard.

We finished the poster and agreed that I would bring it to school Monday. He walked me downstairs and all the way out to my car. I opened the back door and laid our poster in the back seat before leaning against the side of the drivers side door. We said our awkward goodbyes before I turned around to open my door. Before I could, I heard Theo say my name in a soft voice. As soon as I turned back around, his arm was around my waist, other hand on my cheek, pulling me in for a kiss.

It's about time.

After what seems like forever, the kiss ended and our lips broke apart. If I didn't a blush on his cheeks earlier, I sure am now. His chest moved up and down quickly, and out of breath, he gave me a small "see you on Monday".

The entire ride home, I couldn't stop the smile on my face. Looks like the secret mission was a bust, but thank God for AP Chem.

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