stiles stilinski x reader

1:2 - second chance at first line

y/n pov

your wearing some black jeans, a white shirt and one of derek's leather jackets

"so he got shot?" i asked. "yeah. by argents" derek replied. "so what, he can heal" "listen y/n, ik you don't like the school but just go and make sure he's ok for the practice. i know him. he's gonna play" derek says. "fine"

-at the school for lacrosse practice-

i sit on the benches waiting for something to happen. i see two people look at me. scott and...the boy from the party. i listen to the conversation
sc: dude why do you keep looking at that girl
st: 1 she's absolutely breath taking and 2 she's the one at the party, with the purple eyes.
sc: oh shi-

before scott could finish i hear a man screaming jackson. who's jackson? my eyes wander to see a boy who doesn't look to happy when facing scott. "goalie jackson" the man i assume the coach said. i see 'jackson' destroy the players until scott's turn. i watch in horror as scott's ribs crack. he goes to coach. the coach is screaming at him. oh no. that can get him mad!

"hEy SiR!!" i say as i run down the bleaches to the coach and a leaned over scott. "uhh who are you?" he asked. "shesssss my friend!" the boy from the party says. i point at him and say yep. "stilinski you have friends?" the man fires back. "uhhh yea-." "listen mcall i don't have time for your bull crap rn ok. so get back there and SHOOT THE DAMN SHOT!" he shouts. "relax sir" i say. scott walks back ready to kill jackson. "oh no" me and the party boy say. after scott legit dominates jackson his eyes turn a bright yellow. "oh my god" i say as i run into the field to grab scott and take him to the locker room. stilinski right behind. coach runs after us "you distract coach, i'll take him to that room 2 doors ahead ok" stilinski says gently. "ok" i reply before facing coach.
y/n: hEy
c: who are you girl
y/n: who are all of us
c: uh
y/n: they went that way
i say as i point out of the school
c: i hate those kids
he runs out the school

i run into the locker room to see scott strangling stilinski on the floor. i feel a sudden power urge. my eyes glowing purple i use something like the force to push scott away into the lockers and of stilinski. scott's passed out.
i help stilinski up and smile at him.
"uh i'm stiles, by the way" he says
"y/n"
"so...mind telling me what you are?"
"yes"
"what?"
"i do mind"
"oh um sor-."
"i'm kidding. half witch half werewolf"
"how'd you move scott"
"the force" i joke around
"you watch star wars?!"
"i do...do you?"
"i do!"
"guys??" we hear a voice say

"scott are you ok?" i ask running to his side and kneeling down. "yeah i'm good. umm what happened?" he asked. "well other than you tried to kill me, not much" stiles said. "derek told you. your pulse is rising. you can't play saturday" i say checking for visible wounds. "how do you know derek?" stiles asked me forgetting the current situation. i can smell...jealousy on him?? "i'm a hale". "you're a hale like derek?? but your nothing like him?!" scott says not believing my surname. "you just happen to not want to know him enough." i say standing up. "don't play saturday" i say as i stand up and walk out the locker room. "hey wait!" i turn around to see two whiskey coloured eyes. "umm i was wondering..if i can have your...number. you don't have to give it to me if yo-." "stiles" i say interrupting him. i take his hand. "i'll give you my number" i say smiling. maybe he's asking for it for supernatural reasons. right? "can i have your phone?" "ohh yeah sorry" he says as he hands me his phone

stiles pov

she's giving me her number. i repeat. she's giving me her number. okok. wait. maybe she thinks this is for supernatural reasons only. since she's a hale. "umm just so you know...this isn't only for supernatural causes" i say clearing those thoughts in my head. "you seem cool and since you like star wars your like 10x cooler". she laughs. i repeat AGAIN. she laughed. "thanks stiles. you seem pretty cool aswell" she hands me back my phone. "i have to go now i'll see you soon?" "uhh YES definitely. i said that way to loud" she laughed AGAIN. "bye stiles!" she says as she walks away. "STILES!" i totally forgot about scott. "wait!"  i look at my phone and see the contact name y/n put for herself.
y/n 💕
i'm keeping it

072 *** ****

heyy it's stiles!
i just wanted to make sure you didn't give me the wrong number because i'm..yk stiles

y/n 💕 changed 072 *** ****
to stiles 💕

y/n 💕
hey stiles :)
nooo i wouldn't give you a fake number  and i think ur totally normal as just stiles

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