A/n: this is for my girl badboy_stilinski LOVE YOU!!!

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-IZZY'S POV-

Me and Stiles were arguing. Again.

Him and Malia had broken up, and I was tired of waiting for him. But, he was so hooked on everyone but me! ARG!

And I didn't want to tell
him how I felt because Stiles and I had just started being friends.

"WHAT IS YOUR PROBLEM?!" Stiles demanded.

I snapped. "I LIKE OU DAMN IT! AND IM TIRED OF EVERYTHING! IM TIRED OF YOU BEING HUNG UP ON EVERYONE BUT ME AND PROTECTING EVERYONE BUT ME AND BEING ON EVERYONES SIDE BUT MINE!"

Realizing I'f finally admitted it I scrunched my face, spun around, and took off. I raced to the field, with Stiles right behind me. He hated running. He'll stop eventually. I was very good at running.

I slowed on the field and looked around. No Stiles. I sighed and turned around.

"Heya, Beautiful," a suave voice said. I came face to deface with none other than Theo.

"Th-Theo?" I asked.

"Hello, Izzy," he cooed.

He looked back and I knew Stiles was there, watching from a little ways back.

Coward. He'd never care enough to defend me against Theo. He's too scared of him.

I clenched my jaw and squared my shoulders.

"What do you want Theo?" I asked firmly.

"Huffy, Huffy," he teased, his hand tracing my face. I wasn't enjoying it but I saw his eyes flick for a second to someone behind me.

Stiles.

He was totally fucking with Stiles.

I smirked.

"Sorry. Don't mean to be so rude," I said smoothly.

Theo looked surprised. I took a step back and sneered at him. "Shove off, Creep."

Theo's eyes got a shade darker. "What?"

"You heard me. Creep. Weirdo. Freak!" I seethed. I wanted to see how far we could go before Stiles would care.

Theo snarled at me. "Shut up."

He took a menacing step to me and I stood a startled one back. I didn't realize it would effect him that much and suddenly, I wondered if I could actually take Theo on by myself.

His eyes glinted with anger and I took another fearful step back.

His hand shot out and grabbed on my arm. I cried out as his nails dug into my skin and his grip crushed my arm.

"You-"

BAM!

I gasped as Theo went flying to the ground. I registered that Stiles was next to me, his fast balled and slightly bent over as if he's thrown his body forward.

Had Stiles... Punched Theo?

"St-Stiles!" I exclaimed.

"Later!" He said hurriedly. He took my hand and started running. We slipped into the school and then into an empty closet.

After we caught our breathe, Stiles started laughing. I joined in, the realization of what just happened kicking in.

"You-"

"Did you see-?"

"And then-!"

"WE COULD HAVE DIED!"

We rolled on the floor, laughing so hard we were crying.

When we calmed down I rolled my side and Stiles followed suit, our knees pulled up a little. Our Kees were touching and we faced each other. He smiled.

"You know-"

"Thank you," I said. "I- I was really scared," I mumbled.

He smiled sheepishly. "I will always be there to save the day."

"My hero," I joked.

His smile faded a little. "I'm serious, Izzy. I... I like you too. J ddin't want to admit it because you scare me more than Lydia, but-"

I drew in a sharp breath. "Really? Am I THAT BAD?"

He laughed. "Theo was scared!"

"No way!"

"Yes!"

We chuckled again. Suddenly he sat up. Intrigued, I followed suit. Stiles looked at me very carefully then looked away, swinging his head. His messy hair swayed a little and I found the strong urge to run my hands through it.

"Fuck it," he whispered.

What?

My question was soon answered.

He grabbed my face and smashed his lips to mine.

I moaned, half surprised and half bursting with fireworks. My fingers did what they'd longed to do for a while. They ran through Stiles' hair. His hands went to my waist and he pulled me into his lap.

His tongue licked my bottom lip and I moaned in admiration. If I was free to talk I'd yell "GET SOME STILES!" But as of now his fingers slipping under my shirt just above my waist band wiped my mind completely.

His tongue hit mine and we fought for dominance. He won. I groaned in surprised again as we explored each other's mouths.

Suddenly there was a loud knock on the door.

"I can smell your hormones from all the way across the school!" SCITT yelled from the other side of the door. "Use protection!"

Stiles and I looked at each other with wide eyes.

"Um," I whispered.

"Yeah," he said back.

After a second he pecked me on the lips. "Be mine?" He asked.

I chuckled. "Why not?"

I kissed him back.