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Treat You Better - Stiles Stilinski Imagine (Teen Wolf)

A/N: Hi! This Imagine is based off the song ‘Treat You Better’ by Shawn Mendes. Thanks for reading and I hope you enjoy! x


Warning: Mention of unhealthy relationship

Originally posted by iwouldgiveyouthebite


I won’t lie to you

I know he’s just not right for you

And you can tell me if I’m off but I see it on your face

when you say that he’s the one that you want



Almost every light in Stiles’ room was off except for the little bright screen from Stiles laptop that was shining through the pitch black room. He had been doing some research about a new deadly supernatural threat that was bothering him and his friends lately. Deaton had told him and Scott a few more things about it this morning and as curious as Stiles was he had decided to do some research about it just like he had always done back in the old days. 


 
A loud buzz coming from his phone startled him out of his research and thoughts about the threat that had him worried all day and he looked at his phone. The clock read 1:30 A.M. and before Stiles could ask himself who would call him at this time of day, a familiar face lit up on his screen together with an incoming call. It was his best friend (Y/N). He accepted the call and put the phone between his ear and shoulder so that he could continue his research. 


 
“You do realize what time it is and that I could have been asleep, right?” He questioned jokingly. “I know and I’m sorry if I woke you up, but please… could you come and pick me up?” Her voice was weak and she sounded like she was crying. Stiles immediately sat up in his bed and closed his laptop. “(Y/N), what’s wrong? Are you okay?” He asked, his voice full with worry. Stiles heard her sob into the phone and without further ado he grabbed his carkeys from the nightstand and slipped into his jacket, before running downstairs. He didn’t really care if he would wake his father up, he just wanted to get to (Y/N) as fast as he could.


He jumped into his jeep and started the car, “Where are you at?” He asked into the phone while reversing out of the parking lot. “I’m at Dave’s house. Do you remember where it is?” She asked him back. Stiles heart ached at the sound of her boyfriends name, but he ignored it and focused back on the road. “Yeah, I do. Just stay where you are, alright? I’ll be there in ten.’‘ 


 
She whispered a little ’'thank you,” into the phone before they both hung up. Stiles drove as fast as he could and after a couple of minutes he arrived infront of Daves appartment, where he found a crying (Y/N) sitting in the front yard. Stiles sighed at the sight of his best friend and parked up the jeep, before he approached her. He hated to see her like that. She was not just his best friend but also the girl he had been in love with for the past eight years of his life and just seeing her so heartbroken broke his heart too. 



He sat beside her and wrapped his arms around her freezing body. “Hey, it’s okay.” Stiles whispered into her ear while rubbing his hands up and down her back. He always did that to calm her down. (Y/N) looked up from the ground and starred right back into Stiles’ eyes. “I’m so sorry for bothering you that late.. I just didn’t know who else I could call.” Stiles shook his head at her, “don’t worry about that. You know you can always talk to me.” He said with a soft smile on his face. “I know… thank you, Stiles.” She gave him a small smile and leaned her head against his shoulder. 


 
“Do you want me to drive you home?” Stiles asked after a while and stood up, looking at her. (Y/N) nodded and took Stiles hand gratefully before he helped her stand up on her feet again. They walked in silence to Stiles car and as much as he wanted to know what was bothering his best friend, he didn’t want to pressure her. He knew she would tell him when she was ready. 


 
When they arrived at his Jeep Stiles helped (Y/N) to get into the car, before he sat into the driving seat. He started the car and reversed out of the parking lot to drive back to where he had come from since (Y/N) only lived a few houses away from him. There was still a silence between them, but not the awkward kind of silence rather the comfortable kind  that was often very rare. That was one of the things Stiles loved about her, they were never uncomfortable around each other. He could always be himself when he was with her. 



“Dave and I.. we had a huge fight and then he just left me alone at his place.” (Y/N) said, breaking the silence. “What was the fight about?” Stiles asked, his eyes focusing on the dark road that was only lit by the headlights of his jeep. “Same as always… jealousy,” she replied, sighing quietly. “We had our date at this really expensive restaurant that he had invited me to. I was already very uncomfortable being there surrounded by so many sophisticated, rich people and these mini portions they were serving for these prices… I just really didn’t like it there,” (Y/N) started while looking out of the window.



“Of course I didn’t tell Dave, because he had paid a lot of money for us to even get a reservation at this place and I knew that if I said something he would be mad at me for the rest of the night, so I tried to enjoy it as much as I possibly could. After a while things were actually going really well between us, we had a lot of fun and I started to think that we had a great time together,” She continued while Stiles listened intently. 


 
“We were about to leave the restaurant and just waiting for someone to bring us the check when this really gorgeous waitress came to our table, flirting heavily with Dave right infront of me. She touched him and stroke his back while looking at him with her lustful eyes and he was casually flirting back, ignoring me completely. After what felt like ages we finally left and when we were in his car, I asked him why he flirted with her but all he said was that it was nothing and that I shouldn’t worry about it,” (Y/N) felt her eyes getting watery again as she was telling the whole story to her best friend. 


 
Stiles stopped the car for a second and looked at her, putting his hand on her knee and squeezing it lightly. “You don’t have to tell me everything if you don’t want to. We can talk about it another time if you’re more comfortable with it.” Stiles comforted her, but she shook her head. “No, I just wanna get it over with,” She said, her voice shaking. Stiles nodded and started the car again, driving the rest of the way to (Y/N)’s house. 


 
“Of course I was angry at him and told him that he should stop saying it was nothing when she clearly flirted with him. We started arguing and yelling and we both said some really mean things to each other. When we arrived at his place we still kept arguing about me being so jealous and him being so oblivious about all the girls constantely flirting with him everytime we go out together. He then said that I was the one flirting with other guys and that he didn’t like that I was hanging out with you, Scott and the other guys. I said that we’re just friends and that he can’t tell me with whom I can and can’t hang out with.Then he got so angry that he started throwing things around the house,” She said quietly.


Just the thought of Dave hurting (Y/N) made Stiles so angry that he firmed his grip around the steering wheel until his knuckles were white. He knew that if he was a werewolf, he would have turned right now because of the anger he was feeling inside of him.



“I was so scared that I locked myself in the bathroom. He followed me and knocked on the door and told me to come out and continue this stupid argument with him because he still had some things to say. But I just started crying and didn’t say anything. Dave yelled at me saying that I was cheating on him with you because apparently you’d love me and I’d love you. When I had calmed myself down I left the bathroom and told him that he was wrong, that you only loved me as a friend and that there was nothing going on between us, but he didn’t believe me and ran off. I ran after him but he had taken his car so I couldn’t follow him and then I called you.’' 


 
Stiles didn’t say anything for a while, knowing that (Y/N) had to cool off a little bit. He arrived at her parents house a couple of minutes later and pulled to the right, before he started speaking. ’'I’m not gonna lie to you (Y/N), because you’re my best friend  and I care a lot about you and I know you probably don’t want to hear this, but Dave.. he’s just not right for you.” (Y/N) turned to the left and looked at Stiles. “You’re wrong about that, Stiles. He’s right for me and he’s the one that I want,” She said, but her eyes started getting watery again the moment she mentioned his name and Stiles could see that she wasn’t as happy as she pretended to be. 


 
And you’re spending all your time in this wrong situation and anytime you want it to stop

I know I can treat you better than he can

and any girl like you deserves a gentlemen

tell me why are we wasting time on all your wasting crime

when you should be with me instead



“But it’ not the first time something like this has happened to you, (Y/N). You’re spending all your time in these wrong situations and it needs to stop. I know that you want it to stop,” Stiles said, looking at her. “Yeah, I mean I want these fights to stop but not our relationship, Stiles. He’s not as bad as you think so why do you keep saying that I need to break things off with him?” (Y/N) asked, feeling a little anger rising inside of her. How could Stiles say these things about him, when he knew that she was with Dave? He’s her best friend and supposed to have her back. 


 
“Because I know that you deserve better, (Y/N). A girl like you deserves a gentlemen and not someone who keeps making you cry like he does. You deserve someone who truly cares about you and loves you with everything he’s got. Someone like me.” Stiles murmered quietly, but loud enough for her to hear it. “What?” (Y/N) asked in shock. 


 
“I can’t believe I’m saying this but Dave was right when he said that I loved you. I love you, (Y/N) and I always have. Don’t be with someone like him, be with me. I can give you everything that he can’t. You should be with me instead of him, (Y/N).” Stiles finally confessed, putting his hands on her face and looking deeply into her brown eyes. 


 
(Y/N) was shocked. She didn’t expect to hear this from her long term best friend and she honestly didn’t know that he felt this way about her. “Stiles , I-”
“Look, I don’t want to force you to leave him but I know that he doesn’t make you happy anymore. You  keep telling yourself that he’s right for you because you’re scared that if you leave him, you’ll never find love again but that’s not true, (Y/N). I’ll be there for you. I always have and I always will be. You just have to let me,” Stiles cut off, his thumbs caressing both of her cheeks gently. 


 
Tears filled in (Y/N)’s eyes again as she sucked her lips into a straight line, a sigh following. Stiles was right. She wasn’t happy with Dave, at least not as happy as she used to be. He didn’t give her butterflies in her stomach everytime he kissed or touched her; He couldn’t make her nearly as happy as Stiles could everytime they were together. She wasn’t in love with Dave, but she knew she couldn’t leave him. 


 
“I’m sorry, Stiles but I can’t,” (Y/N) whispered, shaking her head and closing her eyes tightly. “I can’t leave him and I won’t. I’m sorry,” Her whole body was shaking and before she’d break down infront of him, she opened the door of Stiles’ Jeep and got out of his car, running off as fast as she could. She didn’t know where to go, but she knew she needed to get away. 


 
“(Y/N), wait!” Stiles shouted before he hit the gas pedal to go looking for her. He would never forgive himself if something would happen to her. But luckily, he soon found her crying on a bench a street away from where they both lived. Stiles parked his Jeep up and jogged over to her after he had stopped his engine. “You can’t just walk away like that, (Y/N). It’s the middle of the night and something terrible could have happened to you, I mean it’s freaking Beacon Hills we’re talking about,” Stiles gasped as he sat down next to her. 


 
“And you just can’t say that you’re in love with me when you know that I’m with somebody else. You can’t just turn my whole world upside down and make me question everything I did for the past two years that I have been with him. You don’t have the right to do that, Stilinski!” She yelled at him, her sight blurry from all the tears that were running down her cheek. 


 
“I’m sorry,” Stiles apologized as he put his hand on her shoulder, but she shook it off. “Don’t,” She said, turning away from him. She had never been so angry at Stiles before. How could he be so selfish? Didn’t he know what it would mean if she’d leave Dave for him? He would not only make her life a living hell, but also his and she didn’t want that for Stiles. She wanted Stiles to be safe, but she knew that he wouldn’t be if she’d leave her boyfriend to be with him. Even though she loved Stiles more than she had ever loved Dave, she knew  that she couldn’t be with him. 


 
I’ll stop time for youthe second you say you’d like me tooI just wanna give you the loving that you’re missing 

Baby just to wake up with you would be everything I need and this could be so different tell me what you want to do



“No, wait. Actually, I’m not sorry at all. I’m not sorry that I’m in love with you. I’m only sorry for hiding this from you for such a long time, but I’m not sorry for loving you,” Stiles said, causing (Y/N) to turn around and look at him. “I love you, (Y/N) and I know that the second you’d come to me and tell me to stop time and run away with you, I’d do it. I want to give you the loving that you’ve been missing. I want to fall asleep in your arms, I want to fight, kiss, hug and make love to you, I want to tell you how much I love you every single day for the rest of my life. You are everything I need and I promise you it could all be different with me,” Stiles whispered, before he leaned in and cupped her cheeks, crashing his lips against hers. 



She tasted like strawberry and vanilla and Stiles felt like he was in heaven, his heart beating fast when he felt her kissing him back. This was all he had ever wanted and he knew that this was how he wanted to feel forever. 


 
(Y/N)’s heart was beating out of her chest as she kissed Stiles. She had never felt like this when she kissed Dave and even though she knew that it was wrong, she couldn’t stop. It felt so right and she felt so safe when she was with him. His lips were so soft and she knew that this mistake was the best one she’d ever done in her life and it was definitely worth it. 


 
A few seconds later, Stiles pulled away from the kiss slowly and starred right back into her beautiful eyes. “You can’t tell me that you want to be with him when you kiss me back like that,” Stiles whispered into her ear softly. (Y/N) sighed, “I don’t want to be with him Stiles, but there’s nothing I can do. I just can’t break up with him…” She finally admitted, pulling away from Stiles and leaning her back against the cold bench. She crossed her arms infront of her chest and looked at the ground, trying to avoid Stiles gaze.



“Look, I feel the same way about you Stiles, okay? I know that you can treat me better than Dave and that my life would be different if I were with you, but I just… I’m scared. I’m scared of leaving him and him finding out that I left him for someone else. I’m scared of what he would do when he finds out who I’m with and that’s why I can’t to that. I have to be selfish about  this, because even though I don’t love Dave I have to be with him. I have to be selfish and ignore my feelings for you in order to protect you. I know how he gets when he’s really angry… and I can’t let him hurt you, Stiles. I can’t.” (Y/N) spoke, finally admitting towards her best friend how she really felt about this whole relationship she was having with Dave. 


 
The time that she spend loving him was long gone and she knew that. The real reason why she had cried during her fight with Dave wasn’t because she was scared of losing him, but because she was scared of losing herself. This person she became because of him, wasn’t who she was, who she wanted to be. Dave had made her to someone she wasn’t and she was scared that if he’d leave her… she would never find herself again, never find love again. 


 
Give me a sign , take my hand we’ll be fine

promise I won’t let you down

Just know that you don’t have to do this alone

Promise I’ll never let you down


 
Stiles took her hand in his and intertwined his fingers with hers, “We’ll be fine, (Y/N) I promise,” He whispered, leaning his forehead against hers. “How do you know?” She asked him back. “Because I’m not scared of him. I fought a devil spirit that was inside of me, I fought against assassins who tried to kill my friends, I fought against a group of alphas and a whole lot of other supernatural creatures so I’m definitely not scared of your crazy boyfriend who wants to kick my ass and besides that I know that Scott and the rest of our pack won’t let him.” Stiles explained, thinking back at everything he had went through with his friends and (Y/N).



She was the first one after himself to find out about the supernatural world and was a part of the pack ever since Scott was bitten. They’ve been through so much together that someone like Dave didn’t scare him and neither should she be scared of him. 



“You have to leave him, (Y/N). You said it yourself… he’s capable of everything when he’s mad and even though he didn’t hit you today and 'just threw things around the house’ which is already something I could punch him for, doesn’t mean that he’s not going to hit you in the future. Guys like him are unpredictable. Don’t do it for me (Y/N), do it for yourself. I promise that I’m not gonna let you down in all of this and that you don’t have to go through this alone. You’ve got me, you’ve got the pack. We’re all with you and we’ll always be.” Stiles kissed her forehead and wrapped her up in his arms. 



(Y/N) closed her eyes and leaned her head against his chest, inhaling his familiar smell. She felt her heartbeat increasing and just enjoyed being wrapped up in his arms, feeling safe and loved for the first time in her life. Stiles was right about this. She had to end things with Dave because otherwise she would feel miserable and uncomfortable for the rest of her life and she didn’t want that for herself. Yes, she was scared but Stiles words had encouraged her to do the right thing. She had people who were going to be there for her, she had people who would help her find herself again and she had people who loved and cared about her.  Maybe she was going to regret this decision and maybe she would regret choosing her best friend to be the love of her life and maybe she wasn’t. She didn’t know that yet. All she knew was that she didn’t want to be with Dave anymore but therefore even more with Stiles. 


  

He was the one who she could be herself with. He was the one who had always been there for her. He was the one who could calm her down when she was about to cry or when she had a anxiety or panick attack. She loved him and  he loved her and sometimes that was all that really mattered.



“You’re right and I’m gonna do it. I don’t want him anymore and I’m gonna tell him that. I’m not scared because as long as I got you I know everything is going to be alright,” (Y/N) murmered into his chest. Stiles smiled and kissed the top of her head, “It’s the right thing to do, believe me. I’m so proud of you for doing that.. really. I..I love you, (Y/N).” He stuttered, making (Y/N) giggle quietly. “You’re really cute and I love you too, Stiles,” with that she looked up at him and pecked his lips softly, before wrapping her arms around him again.


 
They both sat there in the pitch black night, holding each other tightly and talking about god and the world until it was almost the next morning. They enjoyed each others company and even though they got in trouble with their parents for staying up for so long, it had still been the best night of both of their lives and neither of them regretted it. 


 
(Y/N) was going to talk to Dave later that day and she wasn’t scared because with Stiles in her life, she had no reasons to be scared anymore. She knew that he would always be by her side and that he would always be the one who would treat her right. He would treat her better than Dave or any other guy she had dated before have and Stiles and (Y/N) knew that nothing would ever change about that. They loved each other and that was all that really mattered.

st*dia stans are so quick to hop on the “rape” story about stiles and malia because stiles wasn’t in the “right fame of mind” even though he never told her to stop and was completely conscious and aware of what was going on, but refuse to acknowledge how problematic it was that stiles went into lydia’s room when she was on so many drugs she didn’t know what was going on, and sat on her bed and then never told her to stop as she leaned into him like she was going to kiss him when he was completely aware that she was not in the right frame of mind.

they also are quick to say that j*dia was abuse and manipulation (which it was, i won’t argue that) but refuse to acknowledge how stiles telling lydia that she WILL dance with him because he “knows how smart she is” and she’s going to get off her ass, not even as a question but as a statement is definition abusive behavior, and how him telling her to shut up because he was “saving her”, and him YELLING AT HER when she called him and trusted him with the dead body situation was also gross.

they don’t acknowledge that him calling her a nutjob and saying that she is evil and cold is disgusting. how he knew all that information about her is disgusting. imagine if you were lydia and some guy knew your height, your hair color, where you lived, your grades, how smart you are, and you didn’t even really KNOW HIM.

they refuse to acknowledge this problematic behavior but then try to call out marrish or stalia as if they compare.