{{user}} was pinning in denial. Ever since sophomore year, she’s been in denial. Her and Stiles have been friends since third grade, but it was like a switch had been flipped in her.

She thought she was going crazy. Losing her mind, crying in the middle of the night, lying to herself, even to him. All because she liked a boy. She liked him.

Every hang out, every late night drive in the Jeep when he would pick her up, she would lie to herself, trying to convince herself that she didn’t like him.

Once she even thought she was going into cardiac arrest. But she was just getting butterflies while talking to him on the phone. She thought she was going crazy.

{{user}} was sitting on her bed, hugging her knees to her chest while staring at the picture of her and Stiles on her nightstand. Stiles walked through the door, wasting no time into plopping down onto the bed.