It happened in Mexico

Time To Know The Truth

"Lydia was quiet, was she okay?" Scott asked his bestfriend who was clearly a Lydiarologist, if that was even a thing. He knew everything there was to know about the 5'3, green eyed, fair skinned, strawberry blonde known as Lydia Martin. Surely Stiles would know exactly what's up with his third grade obsession. "Yeah, I guess. I don't know" Stiles said, trying not to seem to obvious in his tone of voice. "Well did something happen in Mexico that could have upsetted her in any way?" Malia asked her now obviously quiet boyfriend. "Uh, not that I know of, not really" Stiles replied. But really, he knew exactly the reason she was so upset. The rest of the extremely short journey to Scott's house was silent, once again. Stiles parked his jeep out the front of Scott's house and Scott and Kira hopped out. Stiles watched as Scott and Kira held hands while walking towards the front door. Before closing the door, they turned and waved goodnight to their former pack friends. 

Stiles was about to head off back to his house with Malia when Malia suddenly said "Wait, hold on". Stiles waited as Malia opened a door in the back, hopped out, opened the passenger side door and seated herself beside her boyfriend. She closed the door, put her seat belt on and looked to Stiles and smiled. He tried to smile, so when he did, it was obviously forced. With that he drove, heading back to his house. Malia was holding one of his hands, the one that wasn't placed on the steering wheel. He was supposed to be happy, he was supposed to be falling for this girl, moving on from his pathetic third grade crush on Lydia and letting her go. But he just couldn't. He got to his house, parked the jeep and turned the engine off. He released his grasp from Malia's hand and went to open the door when suddenly his lips were touching hers. She was already on him, trying to make out with him in his jeep. He was trying to pull away, he wasn't in the mood for this, he wasn't even sure he wanted this. "What?" Malia asked as she pulled away from Stiles. "Uh nothing, I'm just... you know, a little tired" he tried to continue "It's been a big day, and I kinda just wanna-" but he was cut off by her lips touching his again. "Malia, can we please just, go inside?" he said with an involuntary annoyance in his tone. "Okay" Malia said, obviously confused and now slightly mad at him. Something was definitely up, and she had to know what really happend in Mexico.