Neighboring (a Stydia story)[complete]

21. When you say it first

Lydia's pov:
It hit me like a freaking semi truck. I didn't want to lose Stiles. Hell I wanted to marry him and maybe that was too far in the future to think of but in reality it wasn't at all.

After his little outburst, I said my goodbyes to John, Emma and Jesse. And I cried. I cried on the short walk home and I cried myself to sleep. Maybe that sounds a little pathetic but I knew I had the right to shed all of those tears.

"Knock knock!" I say as I enter the Stilinski household. I head for the living room, the scene in front of me warming my heart. Stiles held on to Jesse tightly, hugging her to the point where it probably hurt, his face solemn and his eyes closed as if he was savoring every moment because he probably was.

I clear my throat quietly and his eyes snap open, catching sight of me and he slowly lets go of Jesse. He brushes strands of hair behind her ear, just as he does mine, looking her in the eyes.
"You okay?" He asks, voice cracking a bit. The little girl nods, giving him one last hug before running out of the room.

"Hey baby." He grins, pulling me in for a small kiss, his hands resting on my hips as mine automatically loop around his neck.
"So, I have a brilliant idea." I say, completely avoiding the topic of diseases and and tears.

"And what's that?" Stiles asks, swaying us from side to side ever so slightly.
"We-or you- should make a bucket list and try to complete everything today. Yeah?" I smile hopefully.
He sighs. "Well... I always have wanted to have a threesome." He says nonchalantly.

"You think you're funny, don't you Stilinski?" I chuckle, pressing my chest to his.
"No. I think I'm cute." He smiles and I roll my eyes. I take a deep breath, brushing fake dust off of his shoulder.
"Well I," my lips graze over his as I speak causing his eyes to flutter closed. "think you're incredibly sexy." I finish, pulling back without kissing him and walking towards the kitchen.

"Freaking tease!" He shouts, following after me.
"Boy, you're a horny little toad aren't you?" I say, opening the fridge and Stiles sits on the counter. I pour a glass of orange juice for myself, gulping down half of it as he begins to speak.
"Yeah but that's only because while everyone was losing their virginity freshman year, I was binge watching Star Wars in my room." He chuckles and I laugh.

I drink the rest of my juice setting my glass in the sink before sitting on the counter opposite of Stiles so I could look at him.
"Where's your dad?" I ask, kicking my legs. Stiles hops down from his spot and digs in the trash can before pulling out an empty bottle of Jack. I let a small "oh" slip past my lips as he replaces the bottle and leans against the counter instead of sitting.

"What about Emma?" I ask.
"She's still sleeping." He assures me. "Jesse will probably go back and lay with her. They'll be fine." With that, he picks me up by the waist and I let out a shriek as he carries me over his shoulder out the door. He sets me down, opening the passenger door for me. I start to get in but Stiles pulls me back by the wrist, hovering over me.

"I love you." He whispers kissing me gently and I grin.
"I like when you say it first." I say.
"Why?" He asks.
"Because then I know you're not just agreeing with me, you actually mean it. We should just never say 'too'."He smiles when I finish. I know he intends to just quickly peck my lips but I grab the side of his face with both hands, deepening the kiss.

Stiles backs me up and into his jeep, lifting me up by my thighs and setting me in the passenger seat with my legs wrapped around his waist. He slips his tongue into my mouth, hands roaming up and down my legs.
"Is having sex in a car on your bucket list?" I ask, pulling away from the current kiss.
Stiles grins. "It is now."
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Stiles pov:

"I can tell you for a fact, right now, that we are not going bungee jumping today." Lydia says, pointing to my little list as we drive down the road to pick up Scott and Allison.
"Why not?!" I exclaim causing her to laugh.
"Because it's scary!" She shrieks and I laugh, pulling into Scott's driveway.

The couple walks out, hand in hand and I get out of the jeep to let them in the back.
"Hey." Allison opens her arms wide and I give her a quick hug before she climbs in the back. Scott pats me on the back before following after his girlfriend and I get in as well, taking off down the road.

"By the way, that was a suck-ass pity hug." I glance at Allison in the rear view mirror. She furrows her brows.
"Pity hug? I give you hugs all the time."
"Don't lie to me..." I say slyly and Allison sighs, giving in. Lydia suddenly lurches forward, grabbing a stray pen from somewhere on the floor and starting to write on my list.

"The hell are you doing?" I ask, glancing from her to the road.
"You're a very boring person, Stilinski. I'm adding stuff to your bucket list." She says while scribbling something down.
"Like what?" I ask.
"Disrupt people at the movies, pretend to work somewhere you don't work, kiss a random stranger." She shrugs.

I grin at her silliness before furrowing my brows.
"Kiss a random stranger? But we're-"
"This is different, I give you permission." She smirks.
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"I don't want to do this." I say with the roll of my eyes. Lydia stares me down for the millionth time and I stand with a sigh. The four of us were at the Beacon Hills park, scoping out potential victims for my bucket list.
My trio of friends sat on one of the metal benches, pointing out a few girls that pass by.

"And then you come and slap me?" I question again. All three of them groan, explaining the plan to me for the millionth time before once again pointing to a brunette standing by an oak tree.

"Can I grab her ass?" I ask.
"Just don't screw her." Lydia says, a slight edge to her tone. I nod nervously,  taking a deep breath before joining the girl by the tree.
"Hi." I say with a smile. Boy that little 'hi' took all my strength. She smiles politely and I took that as my cue, quickly leaning in and placing my lips on hers.

She's taken by surprise at first but for some reason starts to kiss back. It wasn't like kissing Lydia at all, her lips not synchronized with mine at all. But, I decided I would put on a show anyway. I slither one of my hands down her back, gripping her ass firmly as she nibbles at my bottom lip. Just in time, Lydia grabs me away by the collar, giving me a true slap in the face before dragging me away, leaving the brunette astonished and I give an innocent shrug.

"You weren't supposed to slap me that hard!" I whisper yell to my girlfriend.
"How was I supposed to fake slap you?" She asks. We walk past Scott and Allison, on our way to the jeep but the couple quickly follows.
"It was your plan...You were jealous, weren't you?" I smirk and she rolls her eyes.
"No." She replies, turning and leaning against the side of the jeep. "Yes." She grumbles and I chuckle, packing her on the lips.

"By the way. This ass," she takes one of my hands and puts it on her butt for emphasis. "is the only one you'll ever be touching."
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Authors note:

I literally had no idea where I was going with this chapter.
Comment, read, enjoy!
-Chloe