Teen Wolf Oneshots

Insecure -Isaac Lahey

You walked through the cafeteria towards your usual table where most of your friends already sat. You took a seat in between Stiles and Isaac in an attempt to stop their bickering and immediately started filling your face with food. "Y/N..." Lydia sung. You instantly froze and slowly looked up. You knew that tone of voice all too well. She sat in front of you smiling brightly with her phone held against her chest. "What?" you said with a mouthful of food. Lydia turned her phone so that screen faced you. It displayed a stunning red dress. It showed a fair amount of cleavage and had slit that exposed your leg all the way up to the thigh. Prom was coming up fast and the whole school was buzzing with excitement. "Lydia it's gorgeous."
"Then it's yours." You stabbed your food with your fork and gave a nervous laugh. You were flattered that Lydia wanted to buy you a dress, but you hadn't actually planned on going to prom. "If you look at us and say that you aren't going, I'm going to scream." Kira said wide eyed. You chewed your lip anxiously. "Y/N you have to go." Lydia whined "Even Malia is going and we all know how much she despises social gatherings." Of course you wanted to go, hell you had been dreaming of prom for years. But now you weren't so sure it was going to happen. "Why aren't you going?" Scott asked. "I don't have a date." The fact that this was your reason for not going honestly embarrassed you.
Malia frowned at you. "Why the hell not?" Your face began to heat up. You were suddenly very self-conscious. "I guess no one wants me as their date."  Your words made Isaac choke on the water he was drinking. Of course people wanted you to be their date. Quite a lot actually. He had heard the lacrosse team talk about you on multiple occasions. However the way they spoke of you angered Isaac immensely. It was common for those who only spoke of your ass and legs to leave the locker room with a black eye.
Isaac's feelings towards you were completely obvious. Well to everyone except yourself, you were completely oblivious to the fact that the werewolf liked you. While Isaac might have been able to put on a brave face when standing up for you, he couldn't muster up the courage to ask you out.
"I'm sure someone is dying to ask you to prom Y/N," Lydia said grabbing your hand, "right Isaac?" The blond yelped in pain as Lydia's heel dug into his foot under the table. "Of course." He said smiling at you. You shrugged, not believing your friends in the slightest. You pulled your bag over your shoulder and stood up. "I'll be in the library if you need me."
Lydia frowned as you walked out of the cafeteria. "Ok I'll order the dress." Kira and Malia nodded in agreement as Lydia furiously tapped away at her phone. "But she said she didn't want to go." Stiles said. Malia rolled her eyes "She obviously wants to go."
"What about her date?"
"That's where he comes in." Lydia stated, gesturing to Isaac. This time he didn't just choke on his water, he spat it everywhere. Numerous pairs of eyes turned in his direction as he wiped his mouth with his sleeve. "What?"
"You heard me."
"First of all, she probably dosen't want me as her date. Secondly... Have you met me? I can barely say a sentence to her without looking like an idiot. How the hell am I supposed to ask her to prom?"
"Stop being dramatic." Malia spat. The three girls stood up and walked away, babbling about their plan to get you to prom. Scott, Stiles and Isaac looked at each other, sharing the same confused expression. "Women." Stiles sighed.
Flopping onto the couch, you reached for the TV remote. In a few hours everyone would be arriving at the high school in flowing gowns and tailored suits. Everyone except you that was. Your plan for the night consisted of Ice cream, Netflix and pyjamas. After deciding on watching mean girls for the 100th time, you opened the tub of ben and jerry's in your hand. Suddenly the front door flew open. "Y/N Y/M/N Y/L/N! Put the ice cream away." Malia said as she turned off the TV. Lydia and Kira walked through the door holding numerous bags. "What are you doing?"
"Think of us like your amazingly talented fairy godmothers. And we are making sure you don't miss prom." Lydia called as she made her way to your room.
"But..."
"No buts, we have put too much time into planning this, you are not getting out of it." Kira said grabbing you by the shoulders and directing you towards your bedroom.
"Behold." Kira uncovered your eyes and allowed you to look at yourself in the mirror. You were amazed. You were wearing the beautiful dress Lydia had shown you weeks ago, your makeup looked like it belonged on an Instagram model and your hair had been curled into seemingly effortless waves. "Oh my god!" You squealed bringing the three girls into a hug. You were overjoyed.
"Hey. Don't ruin my masterpiece." Lydia said, smoothing your hair down.
You smiled and spun around admiring your appearance. For the first time in ages, you had no insecurities about your appearance whatsoever. "I feel like a princess." You giggled.
"Speaking of which, are you sure prince charming isn't gonna screw this up?" Malia whispered.
"He better not." Lydia replied.
The limo was a few blocks away from your house. Isaac squirmed anxiously in his seat. "Guys? Th-this isn't going to work." He sighed running a hand through his hair. "I look ridiculous."
"Dude you look fine." Scott said.
"I'm sweating all the way through my suit, I didn't even know that I could sweat this much." Stiles' face twisted in disgust. "Ok we don't need to hear the specifics." His phone buzzed in his pocket. "It's from Malia." Stiles said.
"What does it say?" Scott asked, hoping that their plan hadn't gone wrong.
"She says to tell Isaac that if he ruins this she will kill him slowly and painfully."
"Oh great." Isaac groaned. 
"Isaac you'll be fine. Now go and get your girl." Scott said patting Isaac's shoulder. The limo came to a halt in front of your house. "Woah ok we're here already. How does my breath smell?"
"Jesus Christ, just go!" And with that the three boys stepped out of the car.
You slowly made your way down the stairs, trying your best not to trip over your heels. "Are you sure?" You said beginning to doubt this whole plan. It was really sweet of your friends to dress you up all nice. But you really didn't want to be sitting alone all night while Lydia, Kira and Malia danced. "You're in your dress, the limo is here and so is your date. You. Are. Going." Lydia smiled.
"My date?" Kira opened the door and ushered you outside.
Scott, Stiles and Isaac stood on your drive way. Malia cleared her throat to gain their attention. As soon as their eyes landed on you, they were lost for words. Scott whistled as Kira stepped towards him, she was practically bursting with excitement. Lydia bought Stiles in for a kiss. While you and Isaac stared at each other in amazement. He thought you were a model in just a T-shirt and jeans. But right now you looked like a goddess. "Wow." He managed to say after a few minutes. "You look beautiful." You blushed furiously. The fact that Isaac Lahey was your date to prom made your stomach do flips. Especially since you had the world's worst crush on him. He looked so good in a suit, it was borderline offensive. "Thanks. You look great by the way." Now it was Isaac's turn to blush.
"Oh, I um, this is for you." Isaac took your hand and gently tied a delicate white rose corsage to your wrist. "God you two are cute. Now get in the limo! We have a prom to attend!" Lydia squealed.   
Needless to say prom was way better than watching Netflix. Mainly due to the fact that you were dancing with Isaac. That was until you remembered Lydia had set this whole thing up and Isaac probably still only thought of you as a friend. "Hey, uh if there was another girl you wanted to dance with, feel free to..."
"What are you talking about?"
"I mean I don't want you to feel obligated just because Lydia said so." Isaac frowned. The thought of you feeling like he was only doing this to please Lydia saddened him.
He tilted your head back so you could look in his eyes. "Y/N I'm dancing with you because you're my date. I'm not here because Lydia asked me to. I'm here because you thought no one wanted you and that's not ok. The amount of people that want to be in my position right now is insane. Do you have any idea how many guys I have sent to the nurse's office because they could only see you as a hot girl?" You blushed and tried to look away, but Isaac turned you to face him again.
"Well if I'm not a hot girl what am?" You asked.
"You're definitely hot. But my point is you're more than just a sexy ass." You laughed at his compliment. "See. You have the most beautiful smile. Actually scratch that, you have the most beautiful everything. Smile, laugh, eyes, soul. Plus you're incredibly smart and..." You cut Isaac off by pressing your lips to his. His eyes grew wide in shock, you were actually kissing him. You smiled against his lips as he kissed you back. "Finally!" Lydia shouted over the cheers from Scott, Kira and Malia. You laughed and hid your bashful face. Looking up at Isaac again he was a smiling mess. "What was that for?"
"My ego couldn't handle anymore." You said.
"Well I can't handle the thought of you being insecure." You rolled your eyes, he was too adorable. Pulling him by his tie you connected your lips again in a sweet kiss.
Thank god for your three amazingly talented and extremely persistent best friends.