Over Rated Jealousy

Chapter 10

"Stiles I don't know if you should be driving while you're still drunk." Lydia replies as she walks over slowly, trying not to fall out herself. "No I think I need to go home, I-" Lydia stops him mid sentence as she sets a hand on his shoulder, squeezing gently as she smiles.

"You should stay here, at least try to sleep it off a little bit." Lydia whispers as she pushes her hair out of her face, a sharp pain shooting through her head, as well as Stiles'. "Oh my god getting hangovers are the worst. I guess I'll try to sleep it off."

"I'll go take a shower." Lydia responds quietly as she walks slowly towards the bathroom, opening the door and closing it softly behind her to not cause any mind numbing noise, although the click of the door hurt her head. She had a lot to drink. Stiles on the other hand, went back over the the bed and laid himself down gently, closing his eyes and sighing softly.

After a few minutes of enjoying the quietness and the soft hum of the shower water, his phone rang loudly, making him groan loudly. So loud, the echo of his voice hurt his own head. It was stupid. He quickly felt around for his phone and pressed answer hastily, sighing. "What?" "Someone's not in a good mood."

He heard Malia mumble as she scoffed, before sighing. "Anyway, you promised me we'd hang out today, I just need to know when it's going to start." Stiles' eyes fly open as he starts to panic, realizing he did promise her that. "Malia, I don't know about that. Last night I got dragged out to a club and now I'm covered in paint and still drunk from last night.

The hangover is killing me." Stiles replies as he winces, wondering when she was going to get upset. "Who dragged you out?" She asks as she bounces from one leg to the other, nervously fiddling with her hands as she looks over at Kira, who was frowning slightly.

"Lydia." Malia instantly felt the jealousy start to bubble up as she takes a deep breath, closing her eyes. She clears her throat and presses her lips together, tucking some of her straight brown hair behind her ear.

"You....were with...Lydia? And you're blowing me off...for Lydia?" She asks as she crosses her legs, bouncing nervously. Kira groans as she sets her head in her hands, sighing. Malia was jealous.