Stiles Stilinski Imagines

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I chuckle, looking up at Theo. "That did not happen."

Theo nodded. "Oh yes it did."

"How is that even possible?" I laugh harder and Theo smiles down at me.

"I don't know. I guess it is though." He says.

"I guess so."

Suddenly, I feel a pair of lips on mine. When I realize what's happening, I push Theo off of me.

"What was that?" I ask, shocked.

"I thought that's what you wanted!" He says, clearly hurt.

"What are you talking about? You know Stiles and I-"

"Aren't dating." He gives me a look.

"Yeah but-"

"But nothing." He leans in again and I put my hand on his chest, stopping him from continuing.

"I can't, Theo." I give him a serious look.

He angrily sighs. "Fine, whatever." He stalks off.

I shake my head and turn around. When I do, I see a familiar face, staring at me from down the hall with a hurt expression.

"Crap." I mutter.

Stiles turns around and walks the other way down the hall.

"Stiles." He doesn't turn around. "Stiles! Wait!" He doesn't stop but instead, walks faster and out the building.

I stop walking and groan. Great.

•••

Stiles most definitely saw what Theo did. He's been ignoring me all day and hasn't responded to any of texts or answered my calls. He didn't even sit with the group at lunch.

I angrily throw my phone down on the passenger seat, turning off my car. I get out and head up the Stilinski's steps.

I knock and it swings open almost immediately, showing Mr. Stilinski. He sighs and says, "He's up in his room."

I walk up the stairs and into Stiles' room. He's sitting at his desk, doing homework. I know he saw me because he audibly sighs.

"I know you saw Theo and I." I begin. He doesn't say anything. "It's not what you think it was." I see his hand tighten around his pencil.

I sit on his bed. "I came here to explain what happened and I'm not leaving until you listen." He stays still. I inwardly sigh and pick up the book on his bedside, humming a song.

   "Okay. As long as you stop with that dumb song." He says and turns around. My heart breaks when I see his red eyes and tear-stained face.  He motions for me to tell my story.

  "I was talking to Theo about a childhood memory he had and he must've took it the wrong way and kissed me." I see his jaw clench. "I pushed him away."

  He rubs his hands over his face and moves to sit on the bed beside me.

  "It's just-" He takes a deep breath. "Theo is an attractive guy and a freaking werewolf and I thought you were choosing him over me-"

  "Stiles." I look into his eyes. "I would never do that. I like you."

    He gives a small smile and looks down at his hands. "I'm sorry for overreacting."

   "I'm sorry for it ever happening."

   He pulls me into a hug. "It wasn't your fault. And I like you too." I smile. This is the boy I like. This is the boy I want.