Dylan O'Brien Imagines

You Kissed Me// Stiles

"Stiles, what's happening? What should I do?" You asked as he pushed open the door to the locker room and running inside, collapsing on the ground.

"I'm having a panic attack." He struggled to breath, his hand clasping his chest.

"Okay, uh think happy things, good things," you panicked. "Remember that time.."

Your mind went completely blank, struggling for words to say.

His breathed hitched, his breathing started to come in small, gasps.

You grabbed his face, pulling his lips onto yours. A shock was sent through you as your lips stayed on his.

Your hands slowly slipped off his face as your pulled your lips away, keeping your eyes closed.

You opened your eyes, seeing Stiles' brown eyes staring into yours.

"You kissed me." He said, his breath even and normal.

"I did."

"Why?"

"To stop your panic attack?"

"Thank you."

You started to get up but his hand grabbed yours, pulling you back down with him. He pulled your chin up and kissed you again.

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I am very sad but happy to annouce that there will be one more chapter left. One more before this book is over. Please, enjoy.