Dylan O'Brien Imagines

Jealous, Are We?// Stiles

Stiles had an early lacrosse practice so you got your best friend, Isaac to pick you up that morning.

"Hey Isaac." You smiled, giving a side hug across the seats.

You've grown up with Isaac, you've been friends with the werewolf since the sandbox. He would come over after his dad would hit him and you two would watch a movie while you helped him calm down.

"Hey Cheyenne." He smiles back as he starts to drive to school.

You two started hanging out more lately. Ever since he was turned into a werewolf and pulled into Derek's pack. He was turned into a werewolf after his dad was killed. You two stopped hanging out together for a while after he found out that you and Stiles got together.

Isaac and Stiles weren't exactly the best of friends so when he found out that you two were together he wasn't happy.

You met Stiles by your locker, pecking his lips quickly. After that, it was like they both had some competition over you.

Isaac pulled you aside and started talking about going out later tonight. Even though you were supposed to be going out with Stiles.

You hung out with Isaac all day, missing your best friend. You two at outside at lunch together, but you forgot to tell Stiles, so he sat inside with Scott.

"Hey, Cheyenne?" Isaac says as you down some water.

"Hmm?" You asked your curly haired best friend.

"You and Stiles? Why?" He randomly asks.

"Isaac, we've talking about this." You grumbled, the mood suddenly ruined.

"Do you love him?"

"Yes, of course, I do." You said, smiling at the thought of your boyfriend.

You two hung out together for the next week or so, paying less and less attention to Stiles.

You two were sitting at lunch when Stiles came over, grabbing your arm. He pulled you out of the lunchroom and into the hallway.

"Are we done or what?" He blurts, staring at the ground.

"What? Stiles, why would we be over?" You asked, furrowing your eyebrows.

"Well, you've been spending so much time with Isaac, I just kind of-"

"Stiles, he's my best friend," you chuckled at the brown eyed boy. "We're just friends."

"Yeah, well we started off as 'just friends' too." He sasses.

You lean forward and press your lips to his soft ones.

"I only love you." You smiled, putting your arms around his neck.

"Yo-you love me?" He asks, glancing back down at your lips.

"I love you, Stiles." You smiled.

He leans down and kisses you again.

You knew Isaac was listening to you, but right now, you didn't care.

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dedicated to xxSecretlyUnknownxx this was her request and I was happy