It had been one week. One whole week since he broke up with you, why you ask? Because he didn't want you getting hurt. Malia and Lydia did everything in their power to cheer you up, but it was to no avail. You were nothing without Stiles.
"Are you ready for Bio Y/N?" Asked a hyper Lydia and you shook your head.
"Oh honey." She sighed, grabbing your arm and leading you to the classroom. Of course the two of you would be ten minutes late.
"Miss Y/L/N, Miss Martin, care to explain why you're late?" The teacher asked, arms crossed over her chest. All eyes, including Stiles, averted to the pair of you.
"We're dealing with a heartbreak." Lydia answered, taking her usual seat next to Aiden. Your seat was next to Stiles, which only made you feel ten times worse.
"Y/N?" Stiles whispered, taking in your facial features. You had bags under your eyes that had been poorly covered with makeup, bloodshot eyes from crying, and a horrible attempt of a pony tail was placed on your head.
"What?" You mumbled, not wanting to look at him.
"I'm sorry." He spoke a little louder but you ignored him. All of the text messages he had sent you were full of apologies, you ended up throwing your phone and shattering it.
"Is she okay?" You heard Aiden speak to Lydia.
"Obviously not." Whenever you were in a bad mood, it always pushed Lydia into a bad mood. You two were best friends and it hurt her to see you so down. An hour went by quickly, and when the bell rang, you sprinted fast out of the room.
"Y/N wait up!" Stiles shouted across the hallway. Everyone silenced and made a pathway. You stopped dead in your tracks and turned around.
"I did it for you. I wouldn't live with myself if anything happened to you." He walked towards you, and the students carried on with their days.
"How is dumping me going to protect me Stiles? How is breaking my heart going to stop a dread doctor from trying to kill me huh? If anything, leaving me is putting me in danger. But then again, it didn't really bother you when you humiliated me in front of everyone." You almost shouted at him.
"You're right. I'm sorry Y/N okay? I love you so much." He tried to link his hands with yours and you shook your head.
"I'd rather get taken by the dread doctors then listen to your lies." You were bluffing, his eyes drooped.
"You don't mean that." His eyes filled with tears.
"Do me a favour, and just stay away from me Stiles. I can't look at you." You started crying, receiving concerned looks from almost everyone who was walking past you. You ran out of the school and into your car, but something in your heart was stopping your from starting the engine.
"I didn't mean it!" You cried, slamming your hands onto the steering wheel. The passenger door opened and a pair of arms wrapped around you.
"It's okay, you're okay." Stiles cooed, feeling himself begin to cry at what he had caused.
"You did this to me!" You poked his chest but he took it and held you tighter.
"I'm so sorry baby, I'm so sorry." He kissed your head. Once you had calmed down, you pulled away.
"I want nothing more then to be with you again." He continued, wiping his tears away.
"Just please don't do that to me again. I didn't mean what I said earlier. I love you so much." You told him, he leaned over and kissed you.
"I won't, I love you so much Y/N."