Off Limits

Chapter 16 - Getting The Wrong Idea

Stiles stammered awkwardly as he tried to act natural when talking to Scott, scared he might throw suspicions. Loud music and voices could be heard from the other side as Scott spoke. Stiles held his phone slightly away from his ear to save it from some damage as he scrunched his face a little at the racquet. "S-Stilez...w-wher r u? Is Ly-Lydia with u? We can't find E-either of u! Are u 2 togetherrr?" Scott slurred voice rang loudly through the phone as he and Lydia exchanged a knowing look. "Oh erm yeah we're together...I mean we're not together together we are just t-together right now-I mean she's safe don't worry." Stiles sighed as he awkwardly rambled, cringing at his bad choice of wording.

Lydia covered her mouth slightly as she stifled a laugh at his awkwardness, it was quite adorable how easily he got flustered. There was a slight pause that seemed to last forever before Scott spoke again. "Ur t-together?..." Scott's slurred voice rang through the phone as Stiles froze for a moment. Shit. This was it. Scott was going to murder him and he hadn't even done anything. "...Ermm yeah?..." Stiles replied shyly as he shut his eyes quickly, expecting an onslaught of anger to come. Lydia's eyes widened at him as she swallowed thickly, waiting quietly in front of him, her cake now all gone. "Ohhhh thanx god bro! I'm g-glad u 2 are gettin along!...meet us back at mine a-as soon as U can byeeee!" Scott screamed down the phone happily to Stiles surprise as he hung up on him.

Stiles stared at his phone for a moment before holding it in his hands on the table. "Huh." Stiles let out the small word quietly as a puzzled expression sat on his face. "He wasn't mad?" Lydia spoke suddenly, dragging him from his thoughts as he finally met her pretty eyes. "No. He actually seemed pretty relieved, it's weird I was half expecting him to murder me." Stiles chuckled nervously as he played with the mobile nonchalantly in his hands. "Why would be murder you? You haven't done anything wrong...we haven't done anything?" Lydia replied matter of factly before sucking up the last remains of her milkshake.

"Well yeah...but like us being out...together...alone...it kinda looks suspicious...he would be thinking all sorts..." Stiles replied back honestly as Lydia rose from her seat suddenly, now all finished. "Well let his mind wonder. We know we aren't doing anything wrong..." Lydia giggled lightly as she stood next to him and he looked up to her innocently. She gently patted her sparkly red dress down her hips and thighs as she readjusted it, making Stiles' gaze fall onto her body. Fuck. She was completely perfect, the dips where her hips met her stomach, the way her hands dragged down her body...the way the dress clung to her thighs...to her...damn he longed to have his hands in those places...to grip her body to him tightly...to...fuck oh god what was he doing? He needed to stop that otherwise he'd get turned on again. He quickly zoned back in to the conversation as Lydia spoke once more. "I mean...it's not like you was fucking me in the back of your jeep is it?" The small girl said nonchalantly as she looked down at her feet, her smirk cheeky and sinful.

"Wait wh-what?" Her words took him by complete surprise as his eyes went wide and his mouth was agape slightly, dragging him back to reality as he stopped daydreaming about her. "Come on Stilinski. This 'date' or whatever you said it looks like, was lovely, but I think it's time you took me home." The strawberry blonde smiled at him seductively, quickly changing the subject as she held out her hand for him to take. Stiles stayed silent as his mind wondered and his words struggled to surface.

He took her hand carefully, her hands were small and freezing cold from the milkshake she was drinking and she gripped him tightly as she brought him to his feet. Stiles forced out a small "okay" as he easily towered over the girl even in her heels. Their eyes appeared locked in an intense stare as they seemed to be desperate to say things they were unable to admit. Stiles rose his hand up as he called to the Derek and Boyd asking for the bill, and with a slight nod from Derek, Boyd was on his way. The broad boy made his way to them begrudgingly as they finally dragged their eyes away from each other to look at him. Boyd scowled at Stiles and at their intertwined hands, obviously fed up that he appeared to be holding hands with the girl he fancied, before turning to Lydia with a perfectly rehearsed signature smile. "I hope everything was satisfactory for you! Please come again, I really loved meeting you!" The boy beamed at Lydia as she gave him a polite smile. Stiles glared at the obvious love struck boy before handing him the money, his eyes watching his movements between him and Lydia. "Thank you Boyd, it was wonderful. See you later!" She said cheerfully to him as she turned on the spot, her strawberry blonde hair twirling around her as she did so. She seemed to have her sweet flirty voice perfected to a tee as she led Stiles out.