Touch | Lydia Martin

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"You look pretty today."

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"Change of plans, Arlo. Allison wants to go into the woods, I'll text you when we're able to go." Lydia texts, making Charlotte let out a sigh of relief.

"Oh thank god." She huffs, sending a quick text back to the red head before she pockets her phone.

"What?" Stiles asks as he drives the Jeep.

"I'm not going formal shopping." Charlotte smiles.

"You're still going." Stiles and Scott tell her sternly.

"Fucks sake." Charlotte grumbles.

"Over there." Scott points out, making Charlotte look up to see Jackson and Argent.

"Great. Two of my favourite people." Charlotte smiles sarcastically before the Jeep stops next to the Porsche.

"Hey, what's up?" Stiles smiles at the two.

"Is everything okay?" Scott asks innocently.

"No trouble?" Charlotte asks, looking between the two.

"Hello, Scott. Charlotte. Your friend is just having a bit of car trouble. We're just taking a look." Argent fake smiles at them.

"Just scrap it, he doesn't pay for it anyways." Charlotte shrugs, making Jackson send her a glare.

"There's also a shop down the street." Scott quickly speaks up, sending a look to Charlotte, which she just shrugs too.

"I'm sure they have a tow truck." Scott shrugs.

"Wanna ride? Heads up though, you're gonna have to sit next to Charlotte." Stiles sighs, making Charlotte purse her lips and sigh.

Jackson looks between the trio and Argent for a few moments, unsure of what to do.

"Oh come on, Jackson. You're way to pretty to be out there by yourself." Stiles sweetens his voice, making Charlotte let out a small snicker.

Jackson nods after a second, making Scott reach the door handle to open the car door to let him in the back.

"Hey, boys. And girl." Argent quickly grabs their attention, making the four teens turn to him.

They watch as he walks over to the drivers side of Jackson's Porsche, turning the key and allowing the Porsche to come to life.

"Told you I know a few things about cars." Argent smiles.

"Yeah, you also know a few things about killing people too." Charlotte mutters under her breath, making Scott send her a small glance.

Argent sends Charlotte one last look before he walks back over to his car, quickly getting in it and driving away, allowing Charlotte to let out a breath.

"Fucking hell this is intense." Charlotte huffs, making Stiles chuckle at her.

Scott quickly gets out of the Jeep, angrily standing in front of Jackson, making Charlotte and Stiles share a panicked look before they too get out of the Jeep.

"What? You three following me now? Fucking stalkers." Jackson glares at them aggressively.

"Wouldn't be calling me a stalker if I agreed to that date." Charlotte mutters, making Jackson send her another harsh glare.

"I'm just saying." Charlotte raises her hand in a surrender position.

"Yeah, but you didn't agree. You gave me a black eye instead." Jackson points to the bruise under his eye, making Charlotte smile proudly to herself.