Stiles Stilinski Imagines

DWEST: Part 2

I've been ignoring Stiles all day but it seems like he doesn't even remember. He asked why I was doing so, and I just said I had stuff to take care of. He seemed to believe it all day.

"Faith." I jump and look to my right. "Sorry." Stiles gives a laugh and I roll my eyes.

"Not funny, Stilinski." I quietly say, not looking at him. I can't look at him the same way, even if I don't even know what happened.

"Hey, I said sorry." I shut my locker and he follows me to my car. "The party was fun, wasn't it? You totally destressed."

I stop in my tracks and spin around to look at him. "What happened??" I ask urgently.

"Well..." I hold my breath. ".. you danced on the coffee table and Scott had to drag you down before you could strip in front of the whole student body." I groan and rub my hands over my face. "Not to mention, you kept telling everyone Scott's a werewolf."

My head snaps up. "What?!"

He laughs. "You were so drunk that they didn't even think twice about it. Well, they were also drunk."

I groan again. "I'm so embarrassed. Did anything else happen?" I ask, trying to see if he remembers anything about us in bed together.

He ponders. "Not that I can remember."

I sigh. "I have to go. I have a bunch of homework. Bye." I wave goodbye and practically run to my car.

Stiles P.O.V

  "Dude." I smack Scott's arm when I see him at his bike. He gives a puzzled look. "I think she knows something."

"What are you talking about?" He asks.

"Faith... About what happened at the party..." I was drunk but I could somewhat remember.

A light bulb clicks in his head. "Oh! How do you know?"

"She was asking what I remembered." He shrugs. "What do I do?"

He shrugs again. "Just talk to her about it."

"I can't! She's my best friend." He gives me a look. "Girl best friend. I can't just say 'oh hey, we slept together by the way, you just can't remember any of it and I remember a lot of it'.
It makes me seem like I did something bad to her, Scott! We were both drunk, I didn't know she was that drunk!" I spaz.

Scott sighs. "I don't know."

I glare at him. "You're supposed to be good at giving advice."

"I've never had that happen so looks like you're on your own." He pats my shoulder and gives his infamous smile before slipping on his helmet.

I groan and walk over to Roscoe.

Faiths P.O.V

  "Lyds!" I practically scream into the phone, frantic. I didn't tell her what I think happened but I had to now or I will explode.

"Oh my God, Faith. What?"

"Something happened with Stiles at the party but I'm not sure if it actually happened." I breath out quickly.

"What are you talking about?"

"I woke up with my dress across the room!"

"Calm down. You had underwear on, right?"

"You told me not to because you could see it through the dress! I'm not calm!" I brush my fingers through my hair.

"Well, did you ask if he remembered anything?" How is she so calm??

"He doesn't remember anything like that."

"Did you ask him if he remembered anything like that happening?"

"Well... no?" I scratch my head.

"You're difficult." I hear her whisper and I glare at the phone. "Just ask him."

"I can't!" I throw my arm in the air. "'Hey, so umm I woke up the other day not wearing a dress and you snoring beside me, do you perhaps remember what happened?' No, Lydia!"

"Just do it, Faith." Before I can answer, she hangs up. I throw my phone on my bed.

•••
Weeks later

So, I still haven't asked Stiles, everything is normal between us, I mean, I think they are.

"Ugh my cramps are killing me." Lydia groans and leans her head against the locker.

I softly laugh. "Why? My period is supposed to start this week."

She gives a confused look. "What? You were supposed to have it before me." Ours are usually around the same time.

"Right, so next week."

"What are you talking about?" She pulls out a period tracker and shows me. I grab her phone and look closer. I was supposed to start Monday. It's Friday.

"What the heck?" I mutter. I look at Lydia.

"Wait..."

"Oh no." My eyes widen.

"Come on. We have to go." She grabs my hand, dragging me out the doors and to her car.

***

We wait patiently in the bathroom while the test processes.

"This can't be happening, Lydia. I can't. I'm 17!" I start hyperventilating.

She grabs my hands. "Calm down. Yes you can. Plus, we don't even know yet. Maybe you're just late. It can happen." She gives a reassuring smile. Her phone timer then goes off and my heart skips a beat.

"You check." I whisper and close my eyes.

I hear her take in a deep breath.

"Oh my God." She whispers.

My eyes snap open and I take the test from her. I see two lines.

I look at her, tears blurring my vision.

"I'm pregnant."

Wowza. Were you expecting that? Most likely. I'm sorry this sucks. I don't know how long for it to take to get pregnant but I'm honestly too lazy to research I'm sorry if times are messed up.
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~Hails:)