"I'll get it." You say, going to the front, seeing Stiles standing there.
"What do you want?" You asked, crossing your arms over your chest.
Part 2:
"I had to see you." He says, running his hands through his hair.
"Why?" You said, putting your hands on your hips.
"Because what I said was wrong. And I was being selfish," he says, putting his hands in his pockets. "And that I love you."
You try to hold back the smile tugging at your lips. "Is that right?"
"I really am sorry, y/n. I'm just under a lot of stress right now, and I know that that doesn't cut it, but I just want you to know that I'm sorry and that I love you." He jumbles.
"It's alright, Stiles. I understand." You said, going over to him, putting your arms around his neck.
"You forgive me?" He asks, raising his eyebrows.
"I forgive you." You smile as he leans down, pressing his lips softly against yours.
"I kind of planned out a movie night." He says, his hands finding your hips.
"Oh, really?" you smirked. "You just knew that I was going to forgive you."
"No," he smiles. "I just kind of hoped you would."
"Well, let's go, then."
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Dylan O'Brien Imagines (Book 2)
FanfictionThese are imagines with characters that Dylan O'Brien has played. Such as, Stuart Twombly, Stiles Stilinski, Dave Hodgman, Thomas, AND HIMSELF. I'm gonna warn you that most of them are Stiles but- Book One: https://www.wattpad.com/story/58871050-dy...
