I remember the day he first asked me out. His eyes were like a puppy's and his smile was as goofy as could be. He stood awkwardly starching his neck as he mumble out the question. I remember the smile that I couldn't even try to hide when I saw his when I replied with a warm yes. The memories of every beautiful and flawless moment we shared together flooded through me then were gone.
Now we're standing here, tears brimming gin our eyes. "I'm sorry." He whispered, "I-I can't..." I looked up at the boy I has fallen madly in love with, the shook my head from side to side. "Scott," my voice cracked, " Y-you can't what?" Scott took a few steps forward, "Y/n... I'm sorry." Scott walked out my room and outside to his bike. When I heard his bike disappear, I grabbed my pillow and hugged it to my chest. I felt hot tears glide down my cheeks, then drip onto the white fabric of my pillow, dampening it.
I woke up the next morning, my alarm blaring in my ear. For a moment I was relaxed, but then every word and feeling form last night came back to me. I felt my stomach drop. I was nervous about today now. When I had gotten ready, I ran outside. I sighed, "Right. Scott's usually my ride." I pulled my phone from my bag and dialed my best friend's number. I heard the tone telling that it was calling. "Hello?" "Hey Lydia. Do you think you could pick me up?" I asked, the sadness evident in my voice. "Yeah I'll be there in like three minutes." She replied. "Thanks." I hung up and waited for her to arrive.
About five minutes later her car pulled up in front of my house. I hopped in the passenger side. "Sorry, I know I said three but..." she stopped talking when she noticed the frown on my face, "We are talking when we get there." I smiled forcefully, and looked out the window.
Arriving at the school, I saw the familiar bike pull into the lot. I walked towards the school, leaving Lydia behind. She caught up to me, "What happened?" I pulled her into a classroom. Before I could even open my mouth, I cried. Lydia pulled me into a hug. "He broke up with me..." I said quietly, pulling away.
The first bell rang and I knew I had to get to class. Unfortunately Scoot and I had the same class. I walked to my seat, luckily he wasn't in here yet. I took my supplies out from my bag and started to take down the down from the first slide. Just as the bell rang, I felt an arm brush against mine as a figure sat down next to me. Scott. I felt my heart pulse rise and I knew he heard it. He opened his mouth, but nothing came out. When the day was over I decided to walk home and clear my head.
It had been over a week. More than a week that I has spent nights crying and hugging the stuffed bear that he had bought me Valentine's Day last year. I didn't know what to do with myself, I had pulled away from the pack, even my best friend. Stiles had called me to see if I was okay, along with Kira and Lydia. I never answered anyone. K always turned the other way when I saw them in the halls. I knew that it would hit in back in the face but I didn't care enough to stop pulling away.
I heard the door open down stairs and talking. "She's upstairs." I heard my dad say to someone. I knew who it was. Lydia always does this when I haven't responded to her. I turned to face the window as my door creaked open. When the door was fully open. I saw a reflection in my window. I turned to face the visitor. "Scott?" I asked. I felt my heart shatter. He saw the bear, and smiled a little. That was the first thing I had said to him since that night. "Hey." He looked up to me from the bear. "Why are you doing this?" I suddenly asked, surprising myself, "We stopped talking, even just smiling at each other. Why are you here?" Scott took a few strides to the bed and sat down. "Please just tell me what I did wrong?" I cried. "Y/n. You didn't do anything wrong." I shook my head. "I know I did. Just tell me and I'll let it go." The dark haired boy reached out to me, "Why don't you believe me? You did everything right. You are absolutely perfect. There is nothing you could have ever done wrong." "Then why did you do it?If there is someone else... I get it, okay?" Scott stood up, "I can't lose you, okay? There." I furrowed my eyebrows. "If something ever happened to you and I wasn't there to protect you... I would... I wouldn't know what to do. You mean the world to me, you are my everything." His eyes grew glossy. "Scott... you are never going to lose me. I trust you with my life. I love you and I could never ask for another boyfriend. You are the most caring and kind person I have ever met. You have never let anyone down. I have never felt safer than when I am in your arms." Scott pulled me into a hug, holding me tighter than ever. I wrapped my arms around his torso. "I love you Y/n." he whispered pulling my chin up to look me in the eyes. "I love you too, Scott." He leaned down and I closed the s[ace between our lips. A tear rolled down my cheek and Scott wiped it away with the pad of his thumb. "Promise me you won't leave me?" I smiled. "I promise" Scott kissed my forehead.
