Stiles sighed, running his hands through his hair. He'd been crying for hours, and he couldn't understand why. He was the one that had provoked the argument over something so stupid, and he regretted it. There was only one thing left to do.
He stood out front of the Hale house, a shaky fist giving a few knocks as he waited for her to answer. When she did, he looked upon her with sad eyes. "I'm sorry...I didn't-" He shook his head, not knowing how to apologize. Come on Stiles, she's your best friend. You had plans for the future, and you had so many memories, you're not really gonna let that go, are you? His mind decided to chime in unexpectedly. He sighed. "I'm sorry that I overreacted and I can't live without you in my life. Please...please don't hate me."
