Deal

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       So

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       So... Stiles asked me out yesterday. I have yet to give him an answer.

      The thing is, I'm scared of ruining our friendship. I talked to Scott about it and he said Stiles would never let that happen, so I have a deal that I'm about to make with Stiles.

      I am currently standing with Scott and Stiles. Coach put Stiles in to play today and I can tell he's nervous. Nerves are practically radiating off of him.

     "Good luck, guys." I say, giving both of my best friends a smile.

     "Thanks, y/n. Uh, I gotta go talk to Isaac. See you later!" Scott says and then winks at me. I feel my heart beginning to beat faster.

     "Hey Stiles."

     He quits bouncing nervously to look at me.

     "If you score today, or maybe even get the team a win..." He looks at me with an eyebrow raised. "I'll go out with you."

     He gives a look of confusion and then a smile breaks out onto his face. "Seriously?" I nod. His smile drops and he rubs his hand through his hair. He sighs. "That's a lot of pressure."

     I stand on my tippy toes and press my lips against his cheek. "I believe in you." I whisper.

     I see him suck in a big breath of air and his cheeks beginning to turn pink. He quickly puts on his helmet, seemingly trying to hide his blush. I smile.

    Coach blows his whistle.

    Stiles begins walking away. He points at me. "For you." He then turns and runs onto the field, lacrosse stick in hand.

     I feel my cheeks burn as I see Allison watching me walk up the bleachers to sit beside her.

    "He better score." She says with a wink.

    "I hope so." I mutter.

  •••

    The team won.

    Stiles scored almost every single goal.

    I jump up from my sitting position and run down the bleachers towards him.

    When I see his jersey, I yell out his name. He spins around and he has a wide smile on his face.

   I run to him and wrap my arms around his neck. He puts his arms around my torso, hugging me tightly.

   "I guess I get to take you out, huh?" He says, letting out a small laugh.

   "I guess you do."

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