Dylan O'Brien imagines❤️

Stiles -Isaac (n)

It's Isaac turn... let me know what you think about him! :)

After Derek bit him, Isaac hasn't been the same. He's a total jerk now, and you know he's had a crush on you since 8th grade.
"Hey!" You hear a voice calling from behind you. It's Stiles, you're best friend. Allison told you he likes you, but you're not ready to talk about it.
"Watcha doing?" He asks resting his head on your shoulder.
"I'm just waiting for a friend...." you say blushing. They don't really know that Isaac is her best friend too.
"Who, Scott?" He asks and looks in the direction of the lockers room, seeing Isaac coming out. "No..." he says under his breath "Lahey? Seriously?"
"Sorry Stiles, he's a good guy, that's all."
"Hey y/n!" Isaac says winking as he approaches you "Hi Stilinski." he says with a evil smirk plastered on his face.
"Mm, yeah hi." Stiles says with a fake smile.
"You coming? I need to talk to you... in private." He tells you and grabs your hand, heading to the lockers room.
"I'll be right back." You tell Stiles with a warm smile.
You get into the lockers room and he closes the door. You both sit and look at each other, an awkward silent filling the room.
"Listen if you want to talk about Derek and you now being a werewolf it's fine, I already know everything. But please just say someth..."
He stops you by putting his hand on your cheek and pulling you into a kiss. You pull away and glare at him.
"What the hell, Isaac? What are you doing?"
"Oh come on, don't tell me you don't like it..." he says placing gentle kisses on your neck.
That's weird. You would expect something like this from Jackson, maybe even Stiles... but not Isaac Lahey.
"Isaac stop!" You say, but he doesn't stop. Instead, he puts his hand behind your back and pulls you closer. Than he kisses you again, this time with tongue.
"Isaac, STOP!" You say and pull away again. You stand up and walk towards the door, opening it. "Who are you?" You ask him, your voice breaking. The smile on his face quickly turns into a frown as a tear crosses his cheek. He understands that he was being a jerk before, that that's not how you treat a girl, specially if she's your best friend. He stands up and tries to follow you.
"I-I'm sorry... y/n I'm sorry." He says but then you close the door and walk away.

Stiles's POV:
I'm waiting for y/n, I have to drive her home. As I sit, I see her coming out of the lockers room in tears. I quickly stand up and walk towards her.
"Hey, what happened? Y/n are you ok?" I ask pulling her into a hug.
"No, he's changed... he's not the shy, kind guy that I knew. He's a monster now..." she says and buries her face in my neck.
I then see Isaac coming out of the lockers room, looking for her. He sees her in my arms and walks towards us.
"Y/n... honey I'm sorry..." he says - yells.
She looks at him, smiling and then she runs into his arms, leaving me completely alone. I put my hands in my pocket as I watch the two of them together, then leave. I hate that guy...
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"I'm so sorry for what I did before... I was acting like a total asshole." He says as his grip around you tightens.
"It's fine... we'll actually no, it's not. Just, don't do that again." You say sighing.
"Okay I promise." He says and kisses you forehead.
"I have to go home now, see you later." You tell him and walk away.
You're now next to Stiles. He's not moving.
"Hey, can we go?" You say laughing.
"I can't ride you, I'm sorry... I-I have to g-do something..." he says and quickly walks away. So now you have to get home walking... uff. What the hell was wrong with him, what the hell is wrong with boys today?