Teen wolf imagines

Scott McCall | Just friends

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You walked down the hallway of Beacons hills high school, oblivious to what was going on around town. Scott and Stiles had been acting weird for the last few of months, especially Stiles. Dark circles began to form under his eyes a couple months ago and then suddenly  disappeared. Today you had planned to confront Scott and ask him why everyone was asking so strange, I mean he was supposed to be your best friend.

You spotted Scott and Stiles at Scott's locker trying to whisper but basically yelling instead, "you know everyone in this hallway can hear what you're saying right?" you say standing in front of them.

"Shit" Stiles laughs.

"maybe you need whispering lessons" you smile.

"Yeah whatever" Stiles nudges your shoulder. You turn to Scott, who has been unusually quiet this whole time, most of the time he joins in on the fun.

"Could we talk?" you ask him.

"Sure" he says, he leads you into an empty classroom, "what's up"

"That's the thing, I don't know. You never include me in anything anymore, just the other day, you ditched me for Kira. I know you're interested in her but you can't just ditch your friends every time something better comes along." He looks down and sighs.

"Christina, I'm sorry I keep blowing off our hangouts but I've got a lot of things going on right now.."

"Okay, I get it" you say turning to leave, Scott catches your wrist and pulls you back.

"How about we hangout tomorrow night?" He says, you smile and nod before leaving. " Eight o'clock" Scott yells after you.

|The next day|

You woke up thinking of Scott, you missed hangout out with him and it didn't help that you wanted to be more than just friends. You knew he would never look at you the same, but what if he did?

You gathered every bit of courage that you could as you slips on your shoes. His house was one block over from yours, so it gave you time to practice how you were going to tell him. Scott, I've wanted to tell you for a while and you probably don't feel the same but I like you and I mean as more than a friend.

You stopped at his house, taking a deep breath, you knocked on the door. Scott opens it, panting.

"Oh, Christina. This isn't really a good time" you hear growling coming from upstairs.

"Scott, I can't keep doing-" Before you can finish, he pulls you inside.

"If i show you this, you have to promise you won't freak out or run away" he says, holding your shoulders. His touch sends sparks through your body. You nod and he leads you upstairs.

He opens the door to his room where Liam Dunbar is handcuffed to the radiator. You look at Scott, "Why does he look like that?" his face covering in hair, his eyes yellow.

"He's a werewolf. So am i, so are Issac and Derek" Scott explains. "He's having trouble with the full moon"

"Mmhmmm, okay.. Cool cool cool" you nod continuously until it feels like your head is going to fall off.

"I know it sounds crazy"

"Crazy doesn't even begin to describe this." you pace back and forth in front of the bed until Scott calms Liam. You stop abruptly.

"I want in."