Scott: Something's been up with Scott lately, and he absolutely refused to talk about it with you: Anytime you would ask if he was okay, and if he wanted to talk about it, he would blow it off, saying he was fine and he didn't know what you were talking about. After about two weeks of that, you had finally had enough. This wasn't the Scott that was your best friend. You walked over to his house after school one day, wanting to get to the bottom of it. After being let in by Mrs. McCall, you walked up the stairs slowly pausing in front of his door. You didn't even know how to approach this, and as you were thinking, the door was opened, and you were met by a confused looking Scott. "What are you doing here (y/n)?" he asked concerned before he led you into his bedroom, and you both took a seat on his bed. "I..I want to know what's up with you Scott. Please don't say there's nothing wrong because I've known you forever, and I know when something's wrong," you say, looking up into his eyes. He stayed quiet for a few moments, before exhaling and running his fingers through his hair. "There's just...a lot going on. People are getting hurt, and I feel like I can't do anything about it," he said sighing, "and if you were to get hurt, or worse..." he trailed off, shoving his face in hands, before looking up at you. "I don't know what I'd do," he said. "I understand Scott," you say, trying to reassure him, "I know we're best friends and-" you start saying, but Scott cuts you off. "No, you don't understand (y/n)," he whispers, "I'm in love with you."
Stiles: "Mr. Stilinski! Ms.(Y/L/N)! Late again!" Mr. Harris barked as you two entered his class late..again. "Yeah, yeah," Stiles said, raising his hand and waving it like it was no big deal. "Detention, we'll be there," you said right after him, as you two took your seats next to each other in the back. The class let out a chuckle as Mr. Harris glared at the both of you. You two were Mr. Harris' favorite students! Sarcasm intended. You two were always causing trouble, and then laughing it off. You two were like two peas in a pod, like you were one person. After school detention found the two of you in the library alone, putting away a bunch of books. "Well this should be fun," you said sarcastically, looking at the giant stack of books that you had to find the place for. "Well, we could make it fun," Stiles said excited, as he raised a book in his hand. The next half an hour and you found yourself throwing the last book at Stiles, who immediately checked the side and ran towards the left of the library. You laughed and started the timer on your phone. Twenty three seconds later, Stiles ran up fast, knocking into you, making you fall over. You both had a laughing fit, taking a few minutes to continue laughing, before staying lying on the floor of the library. "Well, that was fun," you said, talking about the little game you two had made up. "I love this," he said suddenly, causing you to turn your head to him. "Spending time with you," he clarified as you smiled. "Me too," you agreed, going back to staring at the ceiling. "I like you (y/n)," Stiles said suddenly, as you snapped your head back to him. "Like..like?" You asked, a blush creeping on your face. He just nodded his head, before pushing himself off the floor and standing up. He extended his hand out to you, as you gladly accepted it.
Derek: "Will you get off your ass and come train?" Derek growled at you for the second time within the last five minutes. "I told you Derek," you said patiently, "I trained for an hour earlier. I'm not doing it again." You leaned back on the couch as Isaac snickered in the corner. Derek looked as though he might explode any second, as you just smirked. "Will it kill you to listen for once?" He yelled, as you just shrugged. "It might actually," you smirked once again as Isaac laughed. Derek gave Isaac a glare, as he just put his hands in the air. "I'll leave you two alone then. Try not to kill each other," Isaac said, walking out of the loft, leaving the two of you alone. "No promises," I said, looking back at Derek as he stood in the middle of the room. All of a sudden he was at your side, pulling you up by the shoulder and tossing you across the room. As you slammed onto the ground, you glared up at him. "What the fuck was that for?!" You yelled, as Derek crossed his arms. "Forcing you to train," he said casually as you stood up fast. "Fine, you want to train? We'll train," you said, before running up to him and using all your power to push him, causing him to fly across the loft. "How about that for training," you smirked, turning around and heading for the door. Suddenly, you were pushed against the wall, and spun around to face him. He had both his arms on the side of you, his chest against yours. His face was so close to yours that you could feel his hot breath against your skin. "Never turn your back to the enemy," he said, as you just stared at him. The next minute, and his lips were on yours, moving in complete sync. "What was that for?" You whispered as you finally came up for breath. "Maybe...I don't hate you," he said, before turning around and going up to his bedroom, as you let a small smile slip.
Isaac: "Hey Lydia," you said, sitting next to her smiling. You two were the first ones in the cafeteria, and were waiting for the others to come. "Hey (y/n), you seem really happy. Did Isaac ask you out yet?" She asked smiling as you just looked at her weird. "Why would he do that...?" you asked confused as she just shook her head laughing. "Are you serious?" She asked, and upon seeing your face, continued. "He is crazy about you," she said, taking a sip of her water. You just looked at her weird once again as you thought. Isaac was your best friend, and didn't think of you like that...right? When the others came, Isaac took a seat next to you smiling, as Lydia just raised her eyebrows. You were quiet for the rest of lunch, and Isaac definitely noticed. As you two were on the way to your next class, he pulled you into an empty classroom. "Isaac what are you-" you started but was cut off by him. "What's wrong with you? You were completely quiet back there, and that's not like you," he said, as you just put your head down. Were you really going to ask him about it? Yup, you were. "Lydia just...said something that got me thinking," you said. "Like what?" he asked, as you gulped. "Well...she asked if you had asked me out yet...which is crazy because we are best friends...it's crazy right?" You asked, trying to laugh it off. Isaac's eyes stayed glued to yours as he sighed. "(y/n), I..I do have feelings for you. But I'm not going to do anything about them, because I don't want to risk our friendship. And I know you don't feel the same way," he said, sighing once more, before turning away from you and heading for the door. It took you a minute to react, but you did, and grabbed his hand stopping him from moving. When he turned around to you, you brought your lips to his. He was surprised at first, but slowly brought you into his arms, kissing you back. You, were in love with your best friend.
