Today was your first day in this new pack, your cousin Derek, asked you to join after your pack was killed. To your surprise, all of the boys were extremely attractive but one boy caught your eye more than the others. For weeks all you could think about was Liam Dunbar, he was exactly your type so you had to stand out to him. The only problem was, you were way too shy to even talk to him let alone flirt with him. You gave yourself a pep talk before the next meeting and worked up enough courage to ask him out.
"Hi." You walked up to him with confidence, he smiled. "Hi, Y/N." You swallowed hard, pushing thoughts of rejection out of your brain. The conversation continued for a while, neither of you saying anything interesting. Until you finally worked up the courage to say the words you so desperately wanted to.
Before you could turn to him, he looks at you. "This may sound weird and you may be a little freaked out but I've been watching you over the last few weeks and I really like you. Would you want to go on a date with me this Friday?" You looked at him with no emotion, your heart raced a thousand miles a minute. "Well I'm not gonna go out with a stalker." You saw the terror on his face and a smile slowly spread across your face. "I'm only kidding, I'd love to go on a date with you." He let out a sigh of relief and punched you in the arm.
"Very funny." You kissed him on the cheek. "I was actually going to ask you the same thing. So thank you for taking the pressure off of me." You smiled from ear to ear. His cheeks flushed red. "I look forward to our date."
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Teen wolf imagines
Fanfictionim.ag.i.na.tion iˌmajəˈnāSH(ə)n/ noun the faculty or action of forming new ideas, or images or concepts of external objects not present to the senses. "she'd never been blessed with a vivid imagination"
