Dylan O'Brien Imagines (Book 2)

Lying// Stiles

You pulled up to your brother's house, angrily yanking the keys out of the ignition.

 Cop cars surrounded the house, crime scene tape wrapped around the porch.

You walked up to your boyfriend, resisting the urge to punch him int he throat.

"What the actual hell do you think you're doing?"

"Y/n, what are you doing here? I thought you were with Lydia?" He scratched the back of his head.

"And I thought you and Scott were at lacrosse practice but instead I get a call saying you got my brother arrested, what the hell has been going on with you? Why have you been lying to me?"

"That...depends how you define lying." He says as you cross your arms.

"I define it as not telling the truth, how do you define it?"

"Reclining your body..in a horizontal position."

You turned around, walking away from him.

"Y/n! Wait!"

You kept walking until you got to the car where your brother was.

You were about to open the door when someone grabbed you from behind.

"We found a body."

You turned to Stiles, your eyes searching his face for lies.

"What?"

"It's Laura Hale."

You took a step back, your back hitting the car.

"What? I thought-I thought she died in the fire," you said before covering your face. "I-what- I'm so confused right now."

You started to walk to your car, ignoring Stiles.

"Y/n-"

"No, Stiles," you held a hand up. "I need a minute."

By a minute, you meant for him to never speak to you again.