~Three months later~
Stiles, Scott, Lydia and I walked out of school, my hand in Stiles's.
"I guess that's it. The end of our last ever day at school." Stiles sighed as we walked to the parking lot.
"I can't believe it's over, just like that." Lydia chuckled half-heartedly as we reached Stiles's jeep and Lydia's car.
"I know. This is it." Scott spoke, looking at us.
"What are you guys doing?" Lydia asked. Stiles looked at me as he put his arm around me.
"I'm headed for the FBI training programme in New York. And Y/N got into Manhattan university, so we're going to rent out an apartment together." Stiles smiled, making me return it as I rested my head against his shoulder.
"What about you guys?" I asked.
"I'm starting a job with Deaton on Monday, and Lydia is going travelling." Scott nodded.
"I guess this is it then." I spoke, tears in my eyes.
"Aw, Y/N." Lydia sighed as she hugged me tightly. I returned it before hugging Scott.
"Keep in touch, guys. We love you." Stiles smiled.
"Always. You're part of my pack, we'll never get away from each other again." Scott joked, making us laugh.
"Have fun in New York, guys." Lydia smiled as her and Scott climbed into her car.
"Have fun working with Deaton, and travelling." Stiles returned as we climbed into his jeep. Stiles looked at me and took my hand.
"You ready to move to New York with me?" he smiled, making me chuckle.
"Of course I am. Let's do this." I nodded. He returned it and gently kissed me before starting the jeep's engine.
"Let's go." He smiled as he pulled out of the parking lot and started to drive. He took my hand, making me smile as he drove down the road.
"New York, here we come." I smiled, making Stiles laugh as he drove down the road, and out of Beacon Hills.
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Soulmates
FanfictionStiles is just your average 17-year-old boy. Well, as average as he can be when he's in his best friend's pack, along with a werewolf, a banshee and a hunter. When Y/N, a mysterious New York girl shows up in Beacon Hills, somehow his life gets even...
