Stiles Stilinski Imagines

You Better Not Kill Me

I'm walking side by side with Stiles down the hall.

"So y/n..." Stiles begins.

"Yes?" I ask uneasily.

"Would you maybe want to go out tonight?"

I stop, shocked. This came out of nowhere. "Oh, umm. Maybe. Oh look! It's my class. Gotta blast!" I blurt out before scurrying into my class and taking a seat.

I must've startled Lydia because she stares at me with her eyebrows raised.

"What?" I ask.

"Why did you just run in here?" She asks with a 'duh' face.

"Oh! Uh, Stiles asked me out tonight and I wanted to get out of that conversation real quick." I nervously laugh and pull out my notes.

"Why? Do you not want to?"

I shrug. "I don't know. I just don't want to ruin our friendship."

"Oh honey." I look over at her slowly. "That won't happen. He could never not be close to you." She scoffs. "He likes you so I don't think that'll happen."

"Yeah..." I start thinking and soon agree.

•••

After class, I meet Stiles at his locker.

"Hey Stiles." I say with a serious look.

"Hey."

"So I've been thinking... yes."

He looks at me with a confused face. "Yes what?"

"Yes I'll go out with you." A smile breaks out onto his face. "On one condition."

"Okay and what's that?" He crosses his arms.

"I get to choose where we go."

"What do you have in mind?" He asks.

"I'm not telling you." I say with a smirk, backing up.

"Y/n, you know I don't like surprises." I shrug and turn around. "I'm scared." I hear him mutter. "You better not kill me!" I shrug again and smile, knowing he can't see it. "You're weird, y/n!"

I turn back around and look at him down the hall. "I know! I take that as a compliment." I send a wink before heading off to class with a huge grin on my face.

Hello guys I'm having a mental breakdown.
I haven't caught up on the last like 3 episodes of TWD but just saw a freaking spoiler on Instagram.
ARE YOU FREAKING KIDDING ME?? WE JUST LOST GLENN AND ABRAHAM. Ughhhhhhhhhhhhhhh
Anywho, vote, comment, request (please:)), blah blah blah
~Hails