Stiles Stilinski Imagines 🦊

:Remember I Love You Pt. 2:

*Listen to: Dynasty - (Feat: MIIA) Elephante*

Word Count : 651

This all felt to familiar as I ran through the halls of Beacon High once again. I remembered him, I remembered Stiles. I was previously underground in some tunnels with Scott, Malia, and Lydia. We were searching for a solution to get Stiles back. Lydia suggested that we try to get our memories back some how. With Lydia's banshee powers, she did it. She was able to put me in a mediating state where memories of Stiles and I flashed in my mind. Something worked and it opened a door. A bright light shined down the rustic tunnel and I saw him. He was running towards me. My hand instantly reached out in front begging him to run faster. I couldn't see his face but the outline of his body was prominent. Then the light dimmed and he was no where to be seen. I asked if the others saw what I saw but they shook their heads no. My heart broke apart again but then I felt something. Like a sudden realization and that's when a theory formed. Maybe he was where he was taken?

That brings me to where I am now. I already looked in the jeep and he wasn't there. Which left me with one choice, he had to be in the school. I'm sure I looked like a mad woman rushing around looking for him. There was this haunting fear in the back of my mind like he didn't make it. But I pushed it away knowing that he was strong. A loud crash sounded from the boys locker room and my breath was caught in my throat. I just knew that he was in there. My body flew forward running as fast as I could. My hands came up and pushed the door open with all my might. I stopped once my eyes landed on his famous plaid patterned shirt. He slowly turned around and a smile made it to his lips. His chest was heaving up and down like he just finished fighting against something.

I cautiously moved towards him, afraid that he wasn't truly there, "I didn't say it back." My voice came out in a broken whisper and my body began trembling.

A broken sigh broke through as he rubbed his sweaty palms on his pants, "You don't have too."

In a swift motion he walked over towards me as his hands gripped my waist. My hands gripped his face as I pulled him down and our lips connected in a passionate kiss. The feeling of his lips on mine made me feel alive. We were both trying to pull the other closer. My hands made their way into his locks of hair as our lips continued moving. His hands soon wrapped themselves around me as he pulled back from the kiss. I noticed his lips were slightly swollen as his eyes scanned my face. I could feel tears building up and he looked crushed at the sight of them. He shushed me as a soft sob escaped my lips pulling me into his chest. I hugged him so tight as I rested my head on his chest. The sound of his beating heart calmed me. I could feel his lips brush against the side of my head as he kept his hold. We held each other so tightly scared like the other was going to disappear.

I was the one to pull back but I kept my arms around him, "I love you, Stiles."

He looked down as his lips spread into a sweet smile as he licked his lower lip, "I love you, Y/N."

Again I pulled his face towards me kissing him once more. I knew that I was screwed because I was hooked. I finally got the man of my dreams.

~ Written on March 11, 2018 ~