When... (Dylan O'Brien Character Imagines)

stiles when...

He sees you with your new boyfriend

You were finally happy again. After six months of getting over Stiles, you finally started to feel happy again.

Your new boyfriend was at your side as you walked into first period.

Stiles's gaze followed you and your boyfriend and you slid into a desk at the back of the classroom.

He watched you laugh and smile and it was torture to him. Your voice echoed in his head as you spoke to your boyfriend.

Finally, he couldn't take it any longer. He sprang up from his desk and marched over to you.

"Y/N, we need to talk," He said in a stern voice. "Get lost man, you guys are over," Your boyfriend spoke up being protective.

"Please," He looked you dead in the eyes. Even after six months, you couldn't resist those eyes.

"Fine," You said reluctantly and followed the boy out of the classroom.

You rested your back on the lockers as Stiles started pacing in front of you. You crossed your arms over your chest.

"What do you want, Stiles?" You asked in an annoyed tone. "You can't date that guy," He stopped pacing.

"What the hell, Stiles?! What gives you that authority to tell me who I can and cannot date?" You yelled at him.

"Y/N I miss you, I miss you so damn much these six months have been hell and seeing you with him it-it's torture!" He started waving his hands around like he always did when he was passionate about something.

"Stiles you're the one who broke up with me," You reminded him still keeping a firm tone.

"I know and I was stupid I just couldn't see you getting hurt. I know I'm being selfish by bringing you back into all this supernatural stuff but I can't do this without you. I can't live without you, Y/N."

You couldn't resist the tingle you felt in your stomach by his words, but you couldn't be weak.

"I-I can't Stiles. I'm sorry," You started to turn away in the direction of the classroom, but he put his hand on the lockers blocking you from moving. He started inching his face closer to you.

"Please Y/N. I need you," He looked down on you with his irresistible chocolate eyes.

"I can't. I won't," You cleared your throat, trying to remain strong.

"Tell me you don't feel anything for me and I'll leave you alone. Tell me you don't want me and I'll continue to suffer watching you with that guy. Tell me you don't need me."

And with one swift motion, you smashed your lips against his and pulled him in closer. Your lips danced with hunger as Stiles pushed you hard against the locker.

"I do need you, Stiles."