You close your locker and run through the halls, excited to meet up with Stiles and go to dinner later.
You walk out of the school and sit on a bench in the courtyard.
Five minutes go by.
Then ten.
Then twenty.
You pull out your phone and dial a number.
It rings four times and then goes to voicemail.
"This is Stiles. Sorry I missed your call. If you leave a message I will get back to you as soon as possible. Thanks!"
You slam your phone shut and throw it in your bag that you have sitting on the bench next to you. You wait for another five minutes and decide to leave.
I can't believe he stood me up. You think to yourself. You walk across the now empty parking lot and unlock your car and get in.
You start the car and drive home. As you turn onto your street, you notice a crowd gathered around a house. As you get closer you notice it's your house. You speed up and pull up to the curb, expecting the worst. you throw open your door and walk quickly to see what all the commotion is about. As you get closer, you hear someone yell.
"She is here! move out of the way!"
The crowd parts and you see four of your best friends holding up a sign. you look over and see Stiles walking up to you in a suit. He looks at you and smiles.
"Y/n, I have loved spending my freshman, sophomore, and junior year with you. The whole time, I knew I wanted one thing, and that was to go to prom with the person I love, So (y/n)," he grabs your hand and moves closer to you, "will you go to prom with me?"
You smile and look into his eyes.
"Yes," you hold his face in your hands and move your lips towards his, "I would love to go to prom with you."
He smiles again, and you hear the sound of clapping from everyone around you as your lips meet his.
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Teen Wolf Imagines (REQUESTS CLOSED)
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