I was walking towards the
bleachers near the lacrosse field, getting ready to watch the guys practice.
Lydia told me that I needed to come because she wanted to set me up with someone
and at first I didn’t like the idea. I’ve told Lydia that I’m way to shy and
would never be able to talk to the guy she’s trying to set me up with. All she
replied with is “don’t worry I got it covered.” So here I am, walking towards
the bleachers trying to find Lydia and Malia when I bump into someone.
“Oh gosh, I’m so sorry!”
I immediately reply bending down to pick up their lacrosse stick.
“It’s okay, I wasn’t
really paying attention. Are you okay?” The guy asks me, I look up and immediately froze.
This boy that I just
bumped into is so gorgeous. He’s got these really nice whiskey colored eyes,
pink lips that look so soft and so kissable, and these moles that scatter
across his left cheek. Even though he looks like a god he still has some flaws.
Some acne spots around his face that are faintly noticeable and his eyes hold a
darkness that’s really intriguing. I snap out of my thoughts as I feel his hands
on my arms.
“Hey? Are you okay?” He
asks me with a look of concern.
“What? Oh yeah, sorry I
spaced out a little,” I say giggling embarrassingly.
The guy chuckles replying,
“that’s okay! I space out all the time. My friends are probably annoyed with it
As I’m about to say
something back to the guy, Lydia yells to me, “Y/N c’mon!” I look over the guys
shoulder at Lydia to see her waving her hand for me to head over to her.
“I uhm-Lydia needs me
so…” I stutter a bit rubbing my arms as it’s almost freezing outside.
The guy looks behind him
to see Lydia and waves to her than turns back to me. “Yeah, she can be a bit
demanding. Uhm are you cold? You can borrow my sweatshirt if you want?” The guy
says smiling at me as he hands me his sweatshirt.
“I want to say no keep
it, but I didn’t bring a coat, so I’ll gladly take it,” I smile up at him
taking his sweatshirt from his hands. The guy returns the smile as Lydia comes
up to us.
“Sorry Stiles I need to
borrow Y/N,” Lydia smiles at “Stiles” as she drags me away.
I look back at Stiles as
we’re walking away looking back at Lydia and asks, “his name is Stiles?”
“Yeah, his real name is
way more complicated so he goes by Stiles,” Lydia says sitting next to Malia.
I nod my head a few times
giggling slightly replying with, “ah I see. Nice to know.” I pull on the
sweatshirt Stiles let me borrow bringing the cloth towards my nose smelling it.
My god this boy smells amazing. He smells like vanilla, and I absolutely love
the smell of vanilla.
Lydia and Malia watch me
smell the sweatshirt grinning as Lydia gets up quickly heading over to Stiles
as I watch with furrowed eyebrows. I look over at Malia and ask, “what is she
Malia looks over at me
with a smirk on her face replying with, “uh who knows it’s Lydia!” I look at
her suspiciously as Lydia comes back over sitting next to me.
“So, that guy I wanted to
set you up with agreed!” She says smiling like a Cheshire cat. I nervously look
at her playing with the ends of my hair as I ask her, “uhm wh-who is it?”
“Well it so happens to be
the person who lent you that sweatshirt,” She says smiling at me.
I blush slightly playing
with the ends of the sleeves as I look back at Stiles to see him already
looking at me. Once we made eye contact he spazzed out waving at me slightly
before turning around on the bench. I giggled quietly biting my lip slightly.
“Alright Lydia I can’t believe
I’m saying this but I’m glad I let you set me up,” I say looking over at her
and Malia to see them already looking at me with the same smile on their faces.
I giggle at them looking back at the field watching the guys practice.
We were all walking to
Lydia’s car when I heard Stiles call out my name.
“Y/N!” Stiles yells as I
turn around seeing him run towards us.
The girls kept walking to
leave Stiles and I alone as he stops right in front of me leaning over slightly
“Are you okay Stiles?” I
ask rubbing his back slightly.
“Yeah. Just not used to
sprinting,” he says chuckling while standing back up. I giggle as he breathes
heavily trying to catch his breath before looking at what I’m wearing. I look
down to see what he’s looking at I realize I’m still wearing his sweatshirt.
“Oh gosh. I’m sorry I
didn’t realize I was still wearing this,” I say beginning to take it off when
he puts his hands on mine stopping me. I look up at him confused as he smiles
looking at our hands before saying, “uhm keep it. You look better in it than I
do,” he smiles.
I blush and smile
lightly, “are you sure?” Stiles smiles down at me nodding his head licking his
lips. “Would you maybe wanna go out sometime?” He asks me nervously.
I blush even more with my
mouth slightly parted, surprised. “Y-Yes! I mean uh yeah sounds fun,” I say
stuttering a bit.
“Great! Uhm I’ll pick you
up on Friday? At 6?” Stiles asks with a big grin on his face.
“Sounds great Stiles.
Can’t wait!” I say smiling as Stiles nods waving goodbye. As I turn around to
walk towards Lydia’s car, Stiles calls my name once more. I turn around once again
as he stops in front of me.
“I forgot something,” he
says nervously playing with his fingers.
I look at him confusingly
asking, “what’d you forget?”
He stares at me for a
minute with a contemplating look on his face, and before I ask him if he’s alright
he plants his lips on mine. My eyes go wide as I feel his lips on mine, and
after a few seconds they flutter closed starting to kiss back wrapping my arms
around his neck. After a few minutes of kissing this beautiful boy, we pull
away breathing slightly heavy as Stiles whispers against my lips, “I have to go
I nod slightly opening my
eyes looking up at him also whispering, “goodbye Stiles.”
He turns around to leave
once again and when he turns back to wave at me one last time he runs into his
jeep. I giggle slightly seeing him stumble and blush a little as he get’s into
his jeep and drives off. I smile to myself walking towards Lydia’s car seeing
them smirking at me.
“Don’t even!” I say
giggling getting into the backseat and she drives off simply replying, “I
didn’t say anything.” Laughing slightly I reply with, “yeah well your face
liiisten wartime harry and ginny are easily the most achingly romantic thing in the entire hp universe i’m devastated just thinking about how much they missed each other and how wistfully and sadly harry looked in the vague direction of the burrow when they went to see luna’s father or how sweetly he watched her name on the marauders map when it was his turn to watch camp just hoping she was alright and that just maybe she felt him thinking of her or for ginny how she had no real idea if harry was dead or alive or free or captured but she still kept her strength to fight and rebel and the cause he represented and IM JUST REALLY SAD ABOUT THIS GORGEOUS LOVE STORY OK