I stood in front of my full-length mirror, admiring how I looked. My leather jacket sat over my purple body-con dress that was paired with my thigh-high boots. I nodded.

"I look good." I mumbled to myself. I smiled as I heard the doorbell go. I grabbed my purse before trotting down the stairs and opening it.

"Hey, Y/N-woah." Stiles eyes widened as his gaze went up and down my body. He gulped harshly, his eyes briefly stopping at my chest before looking back at me.

"Is this too much?" I winced. He gulped again.

"No-no, not at all, you look...you look incredible." He smiled. I returned it before walking out the door and shutting it behind me before walking to the jeep. I climbed in next to Stiles and smiled at Scott in the back.

"Hey, Scott." I spoke.

"Hey, you look lovely." He smiled. I returned it as Stiles climbed in and put the key in the ignition.

"You guys ready?" he asked.

"Let's party." I nodded. He smiled before starting the jeep and driving away from my house.

Stiles, Scott and I walked into the party and looked around as thumping music filled our ears.

"Where's Lydia?" Scott yelled.

"I don't know, I can't see her." Stiles replied.

"I'm sure that we'll find her." I nodded. Stiles replied it before putting his hand on my back and leading me through the crowd to the kitchen.

"What's your poison?" he smiled, making me laugh.

"Vodka and coke." I nodded.

"Wow. Didn't pin you as a spirits girl." He chuckled as he filled a plastic cup with coke before adding a shot of vodka.

"What did you pin me as?" I asked, taking the cup. He shrugged as he got himself a beer.

"Classic. Wine." He smiled. I laughed.

"I'm classic, not forty." I joked, making him laugh. He leant against the counter, holding his beer as he just looked at me with a small smile on his lips.

"What?" I asked. He shook his head and took a sip of his beer.

"Nothing." He spoke, shaking his head. I chuckled and put down my drink.

"Okay. I'll be back in a second, I need to use the little girls' room." I smiled.

"Okay. I'll be right here." He chuckled. I nodded and smiled before heading out of the kitchen and up the stairs. I looked at the doorways, not being able to determine which room was which. I opened the door to one and wandered in. I sighed as I realised that it was a bedroom. I turned around and gasped as a guy stumbled in, shutting the door behind him. He looked at me and smirked.

"Damn. I stumbled into the right room." He slurred, walking towards me. I gulped as I walked backwards, wincing as my back hit the wall.

"Um, yeah, I didn't, so I'm going to go." I nodded, trying to move past him. He stopped me, putting his hands on either side of my head.

"Please, just let me go, I'm only trying to find the bathroom." I gulped, tears pricking my eyes.

"Hmmmm, no, I think that we're going to stay like this for a while." He slurred.

"My boyfriend is downstairs, he'll come looking for me." I lied, feeling more and more terrified by the minute.

"I don't care." He chuckled, taking a lock of my hair in between his fingertips.

Stiles's P.O.V

Stiles looked at his phone and frowned as Y/N had been gone for ten minutes. He put down his beer and moved into the living room where everyone was dancing. He looked around, trying to spot Y/N in the sea of people. He sighed as he saw Scott.

"Scott!" He yelled over the music, making him look his way.

"Have you seen Y/N?" he asked.

"No, I haven't. How long has she been gone for?" he replied.

"Ten minutes. I'm starting to worry." Stiles nodded. Scott returned it before his eyes widened.

"What is it?" Stiles asked. Scott looked towards the stairs.

"She's upstairs, and in trouble." He gulped. Stiles's eyes widened as he rushed towards the stairs, followed by Scott. He ran up the stairs.

"Y/N?!" he yelled out, darting from room to room. He opened one door but stopped as he saw Isaac making out with some girl on the bed. Isaac broke the kiss and looked at Stiles.

"Dude, get the hell out." He scoffed. Stiles nodded and held his thumb up.

"He's a good catch." He smiled before shutting the door. He looked around.

"Y/N?" he called out again as Scott appeared again. He looked behind Stiles.

"That's the last room to check. She must be in there." He nodded. Stiles returned it before rushing towards the door and opening it. His eyes widened.

Y/N's P.O.V

A tear left my eye as the guy kept me pinned to the wall as his hand slowly crept under my dress.

"Just leave me alone." I spat.

"No, I want to get off with someone for a change, and that someone is you." He drunkenly slurred.

"No, it's not." My eyes widened as Stiles pulled the guy away from me before rushing to me.

"Stiles." I choked, burying my face in his chest.

"I'm here, are you okay?" he gulped, holding my head against his chest.

"Just shaken." I nodded as I looked at Scott throwing the guy out of the room.

"Let's head downstairs and get you a drink." Stiles nodded. I returned it before letting him take my hand and lead me downstairs.

"Wait." I mumbled as we headed into the living room. He looked at me as I sat down on the sofa in front of where people were dancing.

"You sure that you're okay?" Stiles asked, crouching down in front of me and looking up at me.

"I'm fine, I just want to forget about it." I mumbled. He nodded.

"You want me to drive you home?" he asked. I shook my head.

"No. I want you to dance with me." I spoke, looking at him. His eyes widened.

"Y/N, you've just been nearly attacked, I don't think that you should be dancing." He shook his head.

"I want to make the most of our date, I'm not letting it be ruined by some asshole." I scoffed.

"I don't know-."

"Please, Stiles." I cut him off, taking his hands in mine. He gulped and looked up at me. He sighed and nodded before standing up and pulling me with him. I led him through the crowd to the dance-floor before turning to face him as a slow song started to play. I put my arms over his shoulders and pulled him closer. Stiles gulped as he hesitantly put his hands on my waist. I gave him a small smile, reassuring him that it was okay. He returned it before pulling me closer and landing his hands on my lower back. I rested my head in the crook of his neck, letting him sway us gently to the music. I smiled to myself as he leant down and kissed my head before looking at me. I pulled back as I saw him just staring at me. I felt butterflies start to form as he looked at me with those irresistible whiskey eyes that made me fall in love with him even more. He opened his mouth to speak before wetting his lips with his tongue.

"Can I tell you something?" he yelled over the music. I nodded, looking at him. He looked down and gulped as he looked at my lips before his gaze finally returned to my eyes, making me blush.

"I think that I'm-." that's all I heard over the music. My eyebrows furrowed.

"What?" I asked. He sighed and looked down.

"It doesn't matter." He mumbled. I gulped and nodded before wrapping my arms around his shoulders again and resting my head in his neck, feeling comforted by the feeling of his hands on my lower back. I closed my eyes and listened to his heartbeat through his neck.

"I think that I'm falling in love with you." I whispered.

Stiles's P.O.V

"You sure that you're okay?" Stiles asked, crouching down in front of Y/N and looking up at her.

"I'm fine, I just want to forget about it." She mumbled. He nodded.

"You want me to drive you home?" he asked. Y/N shook her head.

"No. I want you to dance with me." she spoke, looking at him. His eyes widened as butterflies formed in his stomach at the thought of dancing with Y/N.

"Y/N, you've just been nearly attacked, I don't think that you should be dancing." He shook his head.

"I want to make the most of our date, I'm not letting it be ruined by some asshole." She scoffed.

"I don't know-."

"Please, Stiles." She cut him off, taking his hands in hers. He gulped and looked up at her. God, her hands felt amazing. He looked at her, into her stunning hazel eyes and realised just how much he liked her. No, he was way past that. He sighed and nodded before standing up and pulling Y/N with him. She led him through the crowd to the dance-floor before turning to face him as a slow song started to play. His mouth dried as she put her arms over his shoulders and pulled him closer. Stiles gulped as he hesitantly put his hands on her waist. She gave him a small smile, reassuring him that it was okay. He returned it before pulling her closer and landing his hands on her lower back. He couldn't help but notice how amazing her body felt underneath his touch as he pulled her closer. Y/N rested her head in the crook of his neck, letting him sway them gently to the music. Stiles leant down and pressed his lips to her head before looking at her. He looked down at her perfect face and couldn't help but stare as she pulled away to look at him. Stiles felt butterflies start to form as he looked at Y/N, more specifically into her perfect eyes that made him fall in love with her even more. He opened his mouth to speak before wetting his lips with his tongue.

"Can I tell you something?" he yelled over the music. Y/N nodded, looking at him. He looked down and gulped as he looked at her oh-so-kissable lips before his gaze finally returned to those damn eyes, making her blush.

"I think that I'm in love with you." He admitted, trying to heard over the music. Y/N's eyebrows furrowed.

"What?" she asked. He sighed and looked down.

"It doesn't matter." He mumbled. She gulped and nodded before wrapping her arms around his shoulders again and resting her head in his neck, prompting him to rest his hands on her back again before resting his cheek against her hair and taking in her sweet smell. He smiled to himself as Y/N closed her eyes and listened to his heartbeat through his neck.

"I'm in love with you." He whispered.

Stiles stopped in front of Y/N's house, slowing the jeep down to a halt. He looked at Y/N as she opened the door. She stopped and looked back at him.

"I had a really good time tonight, Stiles. Thank you." She smiled. He returned it. His heart jumped as she leant forward and pressed her lips against his cheek. She pulled away and smiled before climbing out. Stiles couldn't take his eyes off of her as she walked to her front door and opened it before disappearing inside her house. Stiles gulped, his heart still racing as Scott climbed into the front seat, where Y/N had just been. Scott looked at Stiles.

"You okay there?" he chuckled. Stiles shook his head and sighed, resting his hands against the steering wheel.

"I did something really stupid tonight." He mumbled.

"Well, that's hardly rare-."

"Scott, I'm not joking this time." He cut him off.

"Okay. What did you do?" Scott asked quietly. Stiles ran a hand through his hair before looking at Scott.

"I told Y/N that I was in love with her." He admitted. Scott's eyes widened.

"And what did she say back?" he asked.

"That's the thing. I said it while we were dancing, so I don't think she heard me." He sighed.

"Did you mean it? Do you love her?" Scott asked. Stiles thought for a minute before looking at Scott.

"Yeah. I do." He smiled. Scott returned it.

"Well, she kissed you, that's a good sign." He nodded.

"Yeah, but in the wrong place. A kiss on the lips would have been "I love you", a kiss on the cheek is "this is your one-way ticket to the friend-zone, enjoy your never-ending stay"." He groaned.

"You're so blind." Scott scoffed.

"How?" Stiles questioned.

"She loves you too." He smiled. Stiles's eyes widened.

"How do you know?" he gulped.

"Well, for starters, her heartbeat is deafening whenever you're around. But I don't need to be a werewolf to see the way she looks at you." Scott smiled. Stiles returned it before holding his hands to his head.

"I can't believe this. It took ten years to try to get Lydia to love me, and Y/N loves me after less than a year. She loves me." He smiled.

"She does. I'm happy for you." Scott smiled. Stiles returned it.