Anyone But Her

Uncontrollable Desire

Lydia waited patiently as the two boys went into Coach's office. She played with her fingers nervously as she sat outside, worried about what they could possibly be discussing in there. She waited for around 10 minutes before the door opened suddenly, with Stiles emerging first, as they instantly locked eyes. Lydia rose quickly to her feet as she stepped closer to the boy who stood almost a foot above her. He looked completely beaten and tired as he looked at her, standing still for a moment like he was going to speak to her, but no words came out. Instead, Jackson emerged quickly behind as he pushed past the him. He looked Lydia's way before looking back at Stiles, looking between the two hastily before rolling his eyes and scowling at them as he stormed off. Lydia was almost surprised that he didn't say anything crude as he saw them which made her wonder more about what the boys had discussed while they were in there.

"Stiles I-" Lydia attempted to speak first as she felt the incessant need to apologise to him for what Jackson did, but he quickly stopped her as he briefly raised his hands. "No Lydia stop, you don't need to say anything. This was all my fault i shouldn't have started the fight I just- I just couldn't stand there and watch him hurt you like that." Stiles admitted honestly as he dropped his gaze to the ground, his shoulders slumped as they reflected his exhaustion at the situation. "Stiles no, it wasn't just your fault, this is equally as much my fault too, i should have never approached him in school...but to be honest i think i was just scared of how he would react if we was alone..." Lydia replied softly as her thoughts darkened. Stiles stepped forward suddenly, his expression now full of worry and care as he tried to console her.

"No I think you did the right thing, I mean i know he was never the nicest boyfriend to you, but if he was okay with putting his hands on you and talking to you like that in public, i don't even want to think about what he would do in private." Stiles said in frustration, as Lydia's eyes began to water slightly as she thought back to all the arguments she'd had with Jackson. Stiles attempted to stretch his back out slightly but winced immediately at the movement, making Lydia immediately concerned. "Yeah it's okay don't think about it right now...just come with me, we need to clean you up." Lydia explained briefly before she took his hand instinctively, leading him through the now empty hallways until she reached the girl's toilets. Naturally, Stiles froze in place as he reached the door, making Lydia stop too.

"What's the matter?" She asked him obliviously as he gave her a confused look. "Lydia, I can't go in there...this is the girls toilets..." Stiles replied timidly as he shifted awkwardly on his feet, making Lydia giggle at him. "Oh come on Stiles you won't be arrested if you step inside. We should just go in here because I can guarantee that Jackson will be in the boys one and we really don't need to deal with him right now. Come on in, no one is in there I promise, they are all in class." Lydia explained with a sweet smile as Stiles nodded a response reluctantly, before following her inside. Just like she said, it was completely empty inside which she could tell, made Stiles visibly more relaxed. She led his silently to the sink as she grabbed some paper towel, running it under some cold water before bringing it towards him.

Lydia stood directly in front of him, a small smile breaking out on her face as she realised the height difference between the two. "What?" Stiles asked her in confusion as she looked around the bathroom. "Erm can you like sit down or something?...I-I can't exactly reach..." She asked him politely, but even she knew that it wouldn't really work. He smirked at her question, "Hmm wait I have a better idea..." The tall boy without any hesitation, placed his hands firmly around her waist, picking her up with ease as he sat her down on the counter next to the sink, making her squeak slightly at the sudden movement. "Oh erm thank you...yup that works!" She admitted bashfully as she felt a blush form on her face. Her mind quickly thought back to the last time he placed her on a counter like this and she immediately began to feel awkward and nervous.