this is based off of teen wolf, so if you don't watch teen wolf and you don't understand, just ask. i'll gladly explain!

this scene messes me up all the time. i cri.

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you were pushed into scott mccall's house by alison, stiles, and ethan. you were supposed to be studying, but there was so sign of scott anywhere. ethan held the same worry as you.

"um, where is scott?" you asked. alison and stiles looked at each other before she pushed stiles to say something.

stiles scratched the back of his head. "he'll be here, he's just uh," he thought. "getting his books. yeah! he's getting his books! you should wait for him upstairs. go, now," he pushed you and ethan to the stairs. "lock yourselves in a room! wow that didn't sound as good as i thought in my head," he mumbled the last part.

you and ethan looked at each other weirdly before you climbed up the stairs and walked to the end of the hall to scott's room. his lacrosse stick was on his bed and the window was closed. the moonlight lit up the dark room.

ethan locked the door behind him. you placed your books on scott's bed before ethan's voice broke the silence. "where is it, y/n?" you didn't dare turn around.

you shrugged. "i don't know what you're talking about."

he heard the skip of your heart beat. "yes you do. where is it? the key?" you shook your head denying the fact that you didn't have his key.

it was the only think that you had left of him. he already broke your heart, and he was your first love. you needed something to remind you of him.

he spun you around and his brown green eyes met yours. "i need it, y/n."

"what's the point?" you began to get frustrated. "it's just a stupid key! im not going to use it anyway! but if you want it so bad then have it. i never wanted it anyways," you cried. your eyes were now filled with tears as you took the key from around your neck. instead of handing him the key itself, you handed him the necklace it was on. he held out his hand and felt the cool metal feeling in his hand.

"i hate you," you spat. "i hate you so much."

he shook his head again. "no," he said quietly while listening to the skip of your heart beat. "no you don't."

you took a moment to compose yourself before you replied. "i should," a tear left your eye, "i should hate you." he came in closer until his lips met yours.

and just like you did once before, you fell. and this time, you fell too deep.