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Imagine: Stiles when you want to apologise to him. "Stiles?"You asked quietly almost a whisper as you stood in front of your ex boyfriend...well, boyfriend might be over reacting. Three weeks ago Stiles had confessed his crush to you, it scared you that one of your closest friends had just said he loved you but in all honestly you had begun to feel the same. Then came Lydia's birthday party, you were a werewolf and had been affected by the wolfsbane...and the alcohol in the punch. You'd gotten pretty drunk and had somehow ended up having sex with some random guy in a spare room. You'd never been good at keeping secrets or your mouth shut not even for your own good so it was almost inevitable that Stiles would find out. He looked up at you with irritation and anger written on his face but you couldn't ignore the hurt in his eyes. "Stiles, I just wanted to say again that I am so so sorry for what I did. I was drunk, stupid and it was a full moon, I know that's no excuse but I just thought I should tell you...I'm leaving the pack. Isaac noticed that I'd been well...kinda miserable and he-he offered me a place in his pack."You couldn't bare to look Stiles in the eyes."I know it's the right thing to do so I just thought I'd tell you." You gave a half hearted smile and turned away. "Y/N, wait."Stiles spoke at a normal volume but in an agitated tone. You looked over your shoulder."Yeah." The boy opened and closed his mouth a few times before saying."...thanks, for telling me." "No problem."
