Off Limits

Chapter 19 - It's Like The Sun Came Out

Their lips met together quickly and passionately as she took him by surprise, her hands were around his neck as his instantly dropped to her small waist, gripping her tightly. They fell into a harmony as they made out, her hands were tugging at his hair and her body was moving against his in ways that felt illegal. Holy shit. Was this actually happening? They broke apart slowly as their breathing remained heavy and scattered. Lydia finally opened her eyes up at him as they were wide and searching, like she had no control over what she just did. She lay leaning against his body, his arms still around her waist, as he struggled to say something, anything. His chestnut hair was now a bigger mess on his head and his eyes were dark as they gazed over the entirety of her face, as if he saw her in a new light.

As if realisation had just hit her, she quickly stepped away from him, leaving his body cold and him confused. "Oh god...Stiles I'm sorry...I-I shouldn't- I...t-totally just jumped you I'm so sorry..." she stuttered awkwardly back at him as if she half expected him to be mad at her. "L-Lydia...it's totally fine...I'm n-not complaining...I mean it was fun...god, not like that...I mean great... fuck...why did you do that Lydia?" Stiles stammered a reply too as he struggled to come to terms with the fact that Lydia had just kissed him and it had felt fucking amazing. She quickly turned away from him as she rubbed her hands over her face. "...erm...because I...wanted to...I've been wanting to do that for a while now..." she breathed heavily as she closed her eyes, taking a deep breath as she now seemed to be avoiding his eyes. Stiles let out a shaky breath as he placed his hands on hips, taking a step back as he leant a little against the door, as if he felt like his legs couldn't hold his body up anymore. "W-well...i mean...wow...just wow..." Stiles let out his awkward words with a happy sigh as he ruffled his hair, cringing at his own response. Lydia turned back around and faced him as she finally met his eyes, she gave him a genuine smile as she let out a little giggle. "Yeah?...it was really that good?" she toyed with him playfully as she lightly swung her hands together as if she didn't know what to do with them. He rolled his eyes at her as he finally stepped away from the door. "Yes, God yes. But somehow i think you already knew that..." he replied with a smirk as she let rolled her tongue on the inside of her cheek, covering a grin as she averted her eyes. "Well you weren't so bad yourself..." she replied quietly as Stiles chuckled at her and the way in which they seemed to be awkwardly flirting with each other, they stood in silence for a moment before coming to the sudden realisation of what had just happened.

"Shit." Lydia let out the short word quickly as Stiles closed his eyes for a brief moment. "Lydia? what are we going to-" Stiles began to speak but Lydia cut him off hastily as she stepped closer to him. Stiles looked down at the small girl as his eyes instantly raked over the whole of her body and especially over her long legs. "No i don't know. i really don't know where we go from here...but for one it will really help if you don't look at me like that..." she huffed at him slightly as Stiles tried his best to hide a smirk. "W-what? look at you like what?...W-what look would that be?" he asked her as innocently as he could, as she rolled her eyes at him coyly, crossing her arms once again. "Shut up! you know exactly what 'look' I'm on about, you're doing it right now...looking at me like...like you want to kiss me again..." she spoke almost nervously as she scowled at him but Stiles knew she was just putting it on to seem tougher than she looked. He took a step closer to her, looking down at her with hungry eyes as he stared at her rosy lips, licking his own quickly as she let out a frustrated sigh. "Well maybe that's because i do want to kiss you again." Stiles said honestly and seductively, his voice low and raspy as he stepped closer to her once again, Lydia's eyes widened seemed to widen at his movements. "Y-you do?" the small strawberry blonde seemed puzzled as he noticed her eyes drop to his lips too. "Mmm" the tall boy let out a slight hum as he seemed to be completely ignoring what she was saying. God, all he could think about was those lips, they were so soft and plump and man did he want to kiss them. if he was being honest, he wanted to kiss her all over...especially her - Lydia shook him out his thoughts quickly as she strode past him defiantly, walking past him as she resumed his previous place in front of the door. "Stiles...we can't do this..." she complained back at him with a longful sigh, as he spun around on his heels to face her once again.

"But-why not?" the boy whined at her as he stepped close to her, moving her back against the door as their bodies met, his hands met her waist once again enticing a slight moan out of her, as she looked up at him expectantly, their faces now inches away from each other as they glanced at each others lips. Stiles inched towards her, inclining his face to the left as he reached her lips, Lydia closed her eyes as she sighed into the kiss contently, their lips briefly touching once more as Stiles closed his eyes too. Lydia flicked her eyes open speedily as she backed away from him, their lips separating suddenly as she looked up at him. "Stiles please...w-we can't do this..." she pleaded with him sadly as the boy flickered his own eyes open immediately at the loss of contact, his lips still in a slight pout and his eyes flashed with hurt. "I don't understand Lydia, we clearly both want this...don't we?" he asked her sadly, slightly worried about her response, as he stepped back from her respectfully dropping his hands from her waist to his side. She took a deep breath as her eyes watered slightly. "Yes, i do, but...you know we can't..." she said solemnly as her green eyes dropped down to her feet. He felt so confused. She had kissed him first but now he wanted to kiss back, she didn't want to no more? "I-I don't understand Lydia...did i do something wrong?" the brunette boy spoke softly, clearly disheartened by her apparent rejection. "No no Stiles of course not...this isn't about you or me..." she replied quietly as it quickly dawned on him. He let out a heavy breath as he turned slightly, looking anywhere but at her. "This is about Jackson isn't it?" Stiles said with slight frustration and a heavy heart, as Lydia stepped towards him quickly. "No! Oh god no, its not about...him...I meant Scott." she informed him hastily as Stiles suddenly felt slightly relieved. He turned back towards her, his expression unreadable as he seemed to finally understand. "Ohhh...yeah but he-erm...he doesn't have to know..." Stiles trailed off awkwardly as even he knew it was a long shot. Lydia tilted her head at him sympathetically as she placed her hands on her hips.

"Stiles...you know that it would be literally impossible to hide it from him...you're his best friend and i live with him, he's with us 90% of the time...he'd quickly figure it out and you know it. Plus, he would kill you if he ever found out." Lydia explained unhappily as Stiles finally met her eyes. This was probably the worst situation ever. After a whole year of getting over Malia and not being interested in anyone else and he had finally found someone he liked a lot and she was perfect and now he wasn't even allowed to have her. "Stiles come on...you know the sneaking around would kill us, it would be a nightmare. Can you imagine trying to hide it at school? or when we are with the group? It would be torture and i think we both know that." Lydia spoke once again and he hated how right she was. It would be a nightmare, but he happened to believe that she was worth the risk. He hadn't felt this strongly about a girl in a long time. "I know. You're right. I just really wish you wasn't." Stiles responded honestly as he looked at his hands. "Me too." They were basked in silence once again as neither knew what to do next. Stiles didn't know what to do, he couldn't remember a time when he'd wanted to kiss a girl so badly. God, why did she have to be Scott's sister?

A few moments passed before Lydia spoke, "Stiles? you should probably go...he might be looking for you..." she almost whispered it as though she was forcing herself to say it. Stiles nodded solemnly as they walked a few stepped back to her bedroom door, back to where, only a few moments ago, they had kissed. She grabbed the handle, opening the door for him as quietly as she could. "Y-You want me to g-go?" Stiles asked her quietly as he gave her sad eyes, she looked up at him quickly with a upset expression gracing her face. "To be honest?...no not at all...I really wished you could stay..." she expressed honestly as she wavered her hands around nervously as she spoke. "I wish i could too...but erm...i guess I'll see you around okay?" The tall boy looked like a kicked puppy as he gave her a sad smile, stepping out of her room and into the cold hallway. Lydia's eyes were glossy as she nodded at him, almost like she was unable to get out a response. "Bye Lydia..." he waved at her, walking down the hallway further as she leaned against her doorframe. "Bye Stiles." The girl spoke softly as she gave him one last look before closing the door, leaving him alone in the hallway dragging his feet slowly, as he shook his head. He needed to get her out his head, but he couldn't stop thinking about her, the way her lips felt against his, his hands on her waist, the way her eyes looked up close. This was going to be harder than he thought, but he was just going to have to pretend nothing had happened, like he still 'hated' her.