See you again - Stydia

Everything I've Ever Wanted

Lydia woke up to an empty bed and a hangover. Her head ached and pounded.
Mascara smeared under her eyes and her hair was going every which-way. She also noticed she had on an unfamiliar shirt. Lydia began to panic.
"Oh my God" She shot up out of her bed and gripped her head from searing pain. She had no memory of last night, none what-so-ever. Lydia got up and walked to her bedroom door and opened it slowly and saw Stiles standing in the living room.

"Morning" He smiled. "Sleep good?"
"Uh" She rubbed her head. "Did we?"
"No" He laughed. "You demanded that you wore my shirt though"
She sighed of relief. "I'm sorry if I did anything last night, I'm kind of a 'wild' drunk"
"Really?" He said sitting down on the couch and patting the spot next to him. Lydia went and sat next to him. "Don't worry you didn't do anything that terrible."
"My head is killing me, what did I have?"
"Not sure, you just took what the bar tender gave you"
Lydia crossed her legs underneath her and put her hand on Stiles' thigh. "Thanks for helping me get home" She smiled.
"Of course, oh and I got you a coffee, its in the kitchen"
"Oh my God"
"What?" He raised his brows.
"You got me coffee" She pulled him into a hug.
"Little emotional this morning?"
"No you're just perfect" She pulled away and got up and headed to the kitchen.
"Don't know about that" He blushed.
"I do" She sat back down by him with her coffee. "You are Stiles, you're everything to me"
"What do you mean?" He questioned her.
"Everything I've ever wanted" She pulled him into a light kiss. "You are" She breathed.
"Lyds" He laughed going back in for another kiss. "You're what I've always wanted, just you, even drunk you."
Lydia laughed and pulled away and took a sip of coffee.
"I could sit here all day and look at you, but my brain is going to pop out of my skull and my make-up is sliding off my face, I need a shower." She said standing up. "Thank you for my coffee" She waved walking in her room and closing the door behind her.
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Stiles thought about what Lydia said while she was in the shower, and she was in there for awhile.
He thought, maybe he should have learned this sooner. Learned that he always had a chance, but never took it. Why had they never discussed the kiss back in high school, he knew he felt something, but had she? Would he have never even been with Malia, and he could of done everything first with Lydia? All kinds of thoughts flooded his mind. He just sat there and stared at the blank TV.
His attention was broken from the stare as he heard Lydia's phone ringing in the purse beside him.
Scott
He answered and pulled it to his ear. "Hello?"
"Stiles?" Scott said confused.
"Yeah"
"Uh where is Lydia?"
"Shower" He answered nonchalant.
"Have her call me when she gets out"
"Why?"
"I can't find Isaac."
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***evil laugh***