Dylan O'Brien Imagines

Wrong Place, Wrong Time-Stiles Stilinski

Have you ever entered a room or a building and instantly realized, "I am in the wrong place at the wrong time."

That was the first thought that came into my mind as I opened the library doors.

I probably shouldn't have been at school so late, but then again, I wasn't planning on walking in on whatever it is that I walked in on.

I opened the library doors and froze. My eyes widened when I noticed Scott McCall, Stiles Stilinski and Isaac Lahey standing by a table, looking like they were in a heated discussion.

They turned around when they heard the doors slam shut behind me. My breath got caught in my throat when I noticed something strange about Scott and Isaac. Their eyes were glowing, their facial structure were completely different, and it looked as if they had claws instead of finger nails.

All three watched me and waited to see what I was going to do next. I opened my mouth, but decided to turn on my heel and leave the library instead.

"Well, shit." I heard Stiles sigh as the doors closed behind me.

* * * * *

All night I couldn't get the image of what Scott and Isaac at the library out of my head. I have gone to school with all three of them since kindergarten and seeing them like that scared me.

The next day at school, I planned to avoid all three of them. I didn't have any classes with Isaac so he wouldn't be hard to avoid, but it's the other two I'd have to worry about.

I had most of my classes with both of them. When I walked into my first class, I instantly made eye contact with them. I quickly looked away as I took my assigned seat which just happened to be right in front of Stiles and Scott.

"Y/N," I heard Stiles whisper.

"Y/N," Scott whispered.

"Come on, Y/N. I know you can hear us," Stiles laughed slightly. "Just let us explain."

"You're probably really confused about what you saw, but. . ." Scott hesitated. "It wasn't what you thought you might have seen."

"Actually, it probably is exactly what she thinks she saw," Stiles mumbled to Scott.

I closed my eyes and took a deep, calming breath.

"Please, Y/N." Scott practically begged. "Let us explain."

"McCall, Stilinksi. Do you have something you would like to share with the class?" Mr. Harris asked.

"No," they said in unison.

The rest of the day went just like that. Whenever I was in class with them, they constantly bothered me, wanting to talk.

At lunch, I was sitting by myself, studying when I heard three sets of footsteps coming towards me. I quickly gathered my things and stood up.

"Y/N, wait," Stiles sighed when he noticed me trying to get away. I was down the hallway when I felt someone gently grab my arm.

"Y/N, you can't keep avoiding us forever." Scott sighed, still holding my arm. I looked down at his hand causing him to let me go.

"I'm not avoiding you."

Scott and Isaac looked at each other before looking back at me. "We know you're lying," Isaac smirked.

"I don't want to know how you know that," I mumbled as I turned around and started to walk away.

I gasped when Stiles quickly got ahead of me and stood, blocking my path. "At least hear us out, Y/N. Please," he said sending me a soft pleading look.

"I don't want to know."

"Do you trust me?" He asked, cutting me off.

"Honestly, Stiles? Not anymore," I said as I tried to walk around him. I groaned when he blocked my path. I turned around and noticed Isaac and Scott standing directly behind me.

"Seriously guys? I just want to forget what I saw or didn't see and go home."

"I'm not like them." Stiles sighed causing me to turn back around. "Y/N, our dads have been friends for as long as I can remember. We were practically raised together. Please, trust me."

I bit my lip and debated for a second before sighing, "Fine."

"Great," Scott said, letting out a sigh of relief. "Let's talk about it at my house."

I got in my car and followed them to Scott's house. The entire drive there, I could see the three of them talking about something. Probably about how they are going to explain whatever the hell they needed to explain to me.

I took a deep breath as I put my car in park. The boys waited by the front door for me. Scott opened the door for me, all three following behind.

"Do you want anything to drink?" Scott asked awkwardly.

"No, I'm fine. Can we just talk about whatever it is we need to talk about?" I cleared my throat as I sat on his couch. The three looked at each other, nervously. "This would be the part where one of you said something."

"It's kind of a long story," Stiles started. I waited patiently as Scott retold about the night him and Stiles went looking for the other half of the body that was found a few months ago.

He then told me about his first full moon and how Stiles had helped him through it. They explained to me that Peter Hale was the one who bit Scott, but Derek Hale was actually the werewolf who had bitten Isaac.

"Werewolves," I said more like a statement than a question. "You guys are trying to convince me that you are both teenage werewolves?"

"We're telling you the truth, Y/N." Stiles clarified.

"Yeah, okay." I scoffed, trying not to laugh. I let out an annoyed sigh as I stood up.

"I could convince her," Isaac shrugged making my head snap towards him with my eyebrows raised.

"Isaac, we're not going to torture her," Stiles sighed.

"I meant scare her," he clarified.

"We're not going to psychologically torture her either."

"Fine," Isaac said, sounding disappointed.

Stiles glared at Isaac before softening his gaze and turning towards me. "Y/N," he started, but I cut him off.

"If they are werewolves, what are you, Stiles? A vampire?"

"No," he chuckled. "I'm human."

I rolled my eyes as I tried to walk past them. I made it to the front door before I felt someone grab my arm. I turned around to see Stiles looking at me with soft eyes.

"You have to believe us, Y/N. We. . . I wouldn't lie to you."

I opened my mouth, but quickly closed it. "Please, Y/N. Tell me what you're thinking."

"I don't," I stuttered. "I don't know what I'm thinking." I sighed before pulling my hand out of his grasp and letting the door shut behind me.

Part 2 Coming Soon