Teen wolf imagines

Stiles ~ "STILINKSI!"

Stiles' PoV...

The school bell rung, and like everyday when class ended, I gathered my books and made my way to the changing rooms. I finally reached the lacrosse field and started warming up with Scott. Then I heard my name being screamed from across the field. Y/N sprinted across wearing my lacrosse jersey and shorts. "Stilinski!" She screamed, launching herself into my arms and wrapping her legs around my waist. "Mwah!" She shouted kissing me non stop until she finally calmed down. I held her up carefully. "Your excited to see me?" I chuckled, "I just missed my baby." She beamed, kissing my nose and dropping to the floor. "You gonna watch practice?" I asked. "I'm gonna catch up on my math homework. I've got like nine pages to do." She shuffled over and re-adjusted her jersey. "Have a great practice, baby." Y/N kissed my cheek and walked back over to the benches, sitting down to do her homework.

Y/N's POV...
"Hey." I looked up to notice Jackson sitting next to me. "Hey, What's up?" He took my text book from my hands and closed it. "I need to show you something." I nodded and followed him out. "Are you sure this won't take long?" I felt his hand take mine, but I was sure it was so he didn't loose me. Once inside the changing rooms the door was slammed shut. "Jackson? What are we doing in here?" I felt his hands press my waist against the wall. "Jackson?" He didn't respond and instead pushed his lips into mine. His brute force causing me to attempt pushing away whilst failing massively. "Hey! Get the hell off me!" I shouted, harshly shoving him away. "I've gotta go find Stiles." He stepped forewords and I stepped backwards.  He pushed me against the wall moved his lips right next to my ear. "How do you think Stiles will take it? That his girlfriend is so pathetic she's runs crying every time someone lays a finger on her. Your worthless, Y/N. And I am going to break you." I shuddered at his words. A single tear dropped down my cheek as he repeated the words, "I. Am. Going. To break you." He walked away opening and closing the door as I stood in shock. Then I heard the whistle blow outside and knew Stiles would be looking for me.

I walked outside, clutching my arm to try and comfort myself. I was failing to do so. Tears pricked me eyes but I discarded them. "Hey. Where did you go?" Stiles asked walking up to me, sweat dropped from his forehead. "I just.. Inside. I was getting cold." I lied.
"Everything alright?" He wiped a tear that I hadn't realised had fallen. "Yeah. Yeah." I mumbled. I noticed Jackson from the corner of my eye and instantly looked away. Stiles noticed it and furrowed his brows. "You sure your alright?"
"It's just. I feel so stupid." Stiles was still confused. "You don't ever have to feel stupid with me. Tell me what's wrong."

"Jackson, tried to-" I cleared my throat.
"To what?" I shook my head. "Tell me."

"He tried to kiss me. Well he did-" I was cut off mid sentence. "Did you push him away?" Stiles snapped. "I tried but he was too strong-" Stiles turned away from me, his face was red and he started storming off. His destination was clear. "Stiles Wait!" I shouted after him. He grunted as his fist slammed across Jackson's face. "Stop!" I shouted.

"Don't you touch my girlfriend again!" Stiles shouted. "I'll do what I want." Jackson laughed, this time swinging at Stiles. They punched back and forth until I ran in front of them trying to split them up. "Y/N!" Scott called but before long they had stopped. "Move out of the way, Y/N." Stiles growled.
"Stiles please stop." I cried.
"Why? He deserves to have the crap beaten out of him."
"I know, Okay? But you have the one thing he doesn't. Alright?"
"What?" I placed my hand on his chest.
"You have me." I turned towards Jackson, grinned and then turned back to Stiles. "Always." I wrapped my arms around his neck and pressed my lips into his. "Oohs." Erupted from the team as they laughed. As our lips parted I bit onto his lip and turned back to Jackson. I grabbed Stiles' hand and smiled evilly. "Come on, Baby." I chuckled. Jackson scoffed and shook his head as we walked away.

"Your amazing. You know that?" Stiles chuckled. "Not without you, I'm not."