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A letter written from a dying Stiles to the one that got away, Lydia Martin.
Dear Lydia Martin,
We were destined for reality, we were never destined for the stars. As we-I age, you'll forever be the girl that pushed me off the swings and told me it was your turn to swing. Geesh! You definitely had a temper, huh! You weren't like any other girl I'd ever seen before, you were unique. You were exquisite. You were like this tornado that came out of nowhere and took over my life. I still don't think I've realized how much my life changed when I met you, until now. Until I'm now lying on my death bed, making amends to all the people who've I loved along the way. And when I started these letters, I knew I couldn't do this without writing to you guys. Scott. Derek. Kira. Malia. You.
Sometimes I wonder if our lives would be different, you know, if we had ended up together like I always thought we would. Like I dreamed we would. I guess my ten-year plan stretched to the heavens, huh? I hope before I die which,unfortunately for the world, will be soon, I could hear your voice and see your vibrant strawberry blonde hair once more. Honestly, I don't even know why I'm even trying to contact you, you successful Lydia Martin. But, I couldn't resist. Who I am kidding, when could I ever resist you! Now after reading all my memories and complaints and compliments, I have a proposition for you. Lydia, will you roll your eyes at me one more time while you slowly let your guard down while listening to me rant about ,well, me?
Sincerely,
Your "Maybe"
Stiles Stilinski
I hope this was okay for my first Teen Wolf story! Hope you enjoyed and, if you want to, give me some feedback in a review:)