Teen wolf imagines:)

A hopeless romantic- Stiles.

Sometimes I wonder if we were ever meant to cross paths.
If we were ever meant to be.
Or maybe this is something that was just meant to be an unforgiving memory.
That we are suppose to re-live.
Maybe we are that hopeless romantic,
that is never told in fairy tales,
those that are pure chaos,
a destruction so beautiful
..that ruins you completely.
But you can't help but feel in awe
for it really only showed you,
the reality of falling in love.

***
Past.

"Why?!" You repeat at him choking through your tears.
"Because-" He tries to speak out.
"WHY!" You cut over him.
"BECAUSE IF I KISSED YOU." He breathes taking a breath in to calm himself. "I don't think i'd be able to stop."
He looked at me, "And I know that this is wrong, I can't have you." He pulled you closer, "So I push you away. But I still.. I still wonder what your lips taste like. I think about what you are doing throughout the day, if you are okay, if you ate.. I worry about you. I can't help but think what would happen if I lost you, so I rather push you away and be able to see you than pursue you and lose you completely." He whispered against me.
"But in reality sometimes.. I just want to feel you." He breathes down on your neck.
He slowly pushed a strand of your hair behind your ear and whispered, "Is that so wrong?" Then he walked out.