I walk down the hallway of Beacon Hills high school listening to gossip and laughter. I can't find Stiles so I just head to my locker.
Stiles is my best friend and I love him a lot. But not like that. He's dating Malia. Malia is one of my best friends. I couldn't do that. I've kinda developed feelings for Stiles. Like, feelings feelings.
But I can't do that to Malia.
I know they've been having problems lately. They fight like everyday. He specifically said "I might have feelings for someone else, I don't even know". Probably Lydia. I always thought they'd be cute together.
I feel a tap on my shoulder that shakes me out of my thoughts.
"Hey Y/N" I turn around to see Stiles.
"Sup Stilinski"
"Can we talk?"
"Okay..."
Stiles grabs my hand and leads me outside to a empty table.
"I messed up" he breaks the silence.
"What this time?" I pout my lips.
"I told her I didn't want to be in the relationship anymore."
"Well were you just mad, or do you mean it?"
"I have feelings for someone else and she frustrates me a lot."
"Well"
We sit in silence for awhile as a tear rolls down my face was one thought in my head.
it's a mistake that i love you, stilinski
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hey guys what's uppppp
i have like no inspiration lately kewl
i might start doing spin offs of stydia scenes bc endgame (don't fight, it's stupid. mostly bc we all know stydia is 🙌🏻)
this is so short and unedited bc i am a lazy person so have fun with your life
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