"Sit on those ones." Stiles tells you, pointing to the seats in the middle of the bleachers. "You'll get the best view."
You nod and make your way to the middle of the bleachers and take a seat where Stiles was pointing at. Stiles had invited you to watch his lacrosse game and at first you didn't really want to go, seeing as though he only really sat on the side lines and never got to play with the team, but the moment 'I'm actually playing this time' left Stiles' lips there was no way you could say no.
You watch as the team huddles in a circle for a moment, then begins to spread out around the field.
When the timer went off, signalling half time, you watch as the teams' players swap around. Your eyes fell on two boys who you knew as Scott and Isaac, two of Stiles' good friends, as they make their way off field and sit on the bleachers not too far from you.
The noise of a whistle shakes you out of your daydream and you pull your gaze away from the two boys and look out onto the field where Stiles was waving at you. You wave back and smile.
As the game started, you watched as the teams spread out around the field once again and you try to concentrate on the game but you felt as though someone was watching you, which made you slightly uncomfortable.
Unable to help yourself, you direct your gaze from the field and down onto Scott and Isaac, who were watching you (The gif in the multimedia). You smile at them and immediately their eyes grow wide and they look away from you. You furrow your eyebrows in confusion, but you just shrug it off and continue to watch the game.
*
"Hey, (Y/N)!"
You turn around and see Scott and Isaac walking towards you.
"Yeah?" You stop walking and turn around fully to look at the boys.
"Since the end of year school dance in coming up soon, we were wondering if you wanted to go with one of us?" Scott asks, giving you a shy smile and rubbing the back of his neck.
"Sorry, but I already have a date..." You give them a small smile as their eyebrows furrow.
"Wait, what?" Isaac furrows his eyebrows further in confusion. "Who?"
You open your mouth to answer him but Stiles comes up behind you and wraps his arm around your waist, pulling you to him.
"Your going to the dance with him?" Scott says, as the two of them look at Stiles and you in awe.
"Hey!" Stiles pouts playfully. "Whats wrong with me!?"
Scott and Isaac shake their heads and turn, walking off.
"There's nothing wrong with me, is there?" Stiles looks down at you in confusion.
"Of course not." You laugh, reaching up and kissing him on the cheek.
