Summertime Sadness

Final

There's certain people in the world who make you feel comfortable in the most awkward situations. Like accidentally stepping on your partners foot while dancing or walking in on someone in the bathroom. Lydia always wondered how those people did it, it seems everything she does is disastrous to say the least.

Yet Stiles is the complete opposite. He seems so fluid and confident in his motions for a boy who used to be super clumsy and unsure of himself. She's never been stuck in an awkward situation with him, or so it seems, because he makes everything feel right.

Stiles felt the same way, but more about Lydia. He always feels like he's stumbling over his words and making a complete fool of himself around the strawberry blonde girl. His ability to form literate sentences disappears when she walks in the room.

Lately things have been different though. The pair fell into a rhythm of no awkward moments and being theirselves around the other. Stiles and Lydia have been grateful for this ever since they got back from their road trip that ended way too early.

Despite their attempts of cutting off their friends from interrupting their good time, it didn't last long. After they finished eating their McDonald's they got a call from a frantic Scott McCall saying that he keeps seeing Allison. He also claims that last night he heard her say I love you, be happy while he was dozing off to sleep.

They tried calming the werewolf down, but nothing worked. He hadn't slept in days because of it and really didn't want to call off their trip for some silly thing. But this got serious when Kira is convinced Allison never died and has been with them the whole time, calling Scott insane for thinking otherwise.

To make things even weirder, Malia and Kira started hanging out more recently and now have a "thing". Scott doesn't know how any of this happened but begged them to come back as soon as possible.

So here they are, sitting on Stiles' bed unpacking everything, from the snacks to his bedding. Lydia has been pacing, clearly concerned and completely confused. Understanding Scott while he is in a complete shocked state is harder than trying to wake up stiles in the morning.

Yes, Stiles and Lydia had grown closer in the few days they had been back. Never leaving the others side and even stealing tiny kisses to reassure the other is still there.

Lydia has been seeing Allison too, her nightmares never went away and she can't even tell if she's dreaming half the time anymore. Their life had become a cliché science-fiction novel.

Therefore they weren't even surprised when one night when Mr. Stilinski barged in to Stiles' room and said that another teenager has been killed after trying to kill someone else. The suspect claims it dropped dead but didn't even show any signs of struggling before this.

Stiles turned on his bedside table lamp and opened his laptop to google anything that sounds familiar to this case. Lydia wasn't surprised when they found nothing, life would never cut them slack.

"Stiles, I haven't slept in days. Well not more than 10 minutes a night. Everytime I close my eyes I see another person dying and I can't do this anymore. I'm done." Tears threatened to spill out like a waterfall but she resisted the urge. Stiles was already worried enough about everything. Last thing he needs is to see her cry.

"Hey Lyds, look at me. Everything is going to be okay, we'll fix this. We always do." He rubs the back of her hand that she didn't even notice he was holding. She wasn't complaining though, she always feels ten times better when they are in contact with each other.

One thing neither of them understand is; why them? They are almost seniors in highschool, their biggest worry should be who they are going to take to prom. Or how Stiles' jeep breaks down too much and can die at any time. Or even how Lydia's mom is never ever home because she's too busy working to pay off bills that are running them up the wall. Same with Stiles' dad, bills consuming them.

Sometimes they regret ever getting themselves into this mess, everything was okay before they left for their road trip that was supposed to be two months but ended up being two days. School is almost back and they should be focusing on that, not teenagers dying.

Unfortunately people are counting on them to help fix it. Stiles and Lydia, ready to conquer the worlds biggest problems, whether they like it or not.

One thing they know is that they'll be together through it. Through thick and thin. Even though they aren't together, they're closer than they've ever been and sometimes late at night the other wonders if maybe it's love. But that word scares them both, because where there is love there is hurt and they couldn't imagine life without the other.

They've decided to stay like this, together in every aspect, just not officially. Just for now, while things are still hectic. After everything calms down they will go back to normal and Stiles will ask her out on their first official date. Lydia hopes that will be sooner than later but sometimes life is too unpredictable to tell.

But that's just the way life is sometimes. She never got what she wanted, to stay away from the boy with chocolate brown eyes and moles that align his face that she likes to touch way more than shed ever admit. But she's okay with that, it's for the best. Because people change people and they change eachother for the better when they are together. Despite the banter and snide remarks, they are happy.

They will get through the problems that the world throws at them, if it's the last thing they do.

Overall Lydia Martin doesn't believe in endings. She believes in beginnings and if there's one thing she knows, this isn't where her story ends. It's only beginning.

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See I was going to just make this another chapter but it's 5am and my fingers wrote this themselves. I really didn't even think about it so it probably doesn't make sense.

I believe I'm going to end this here because I don't know where to go with it.

But I'm going to write other stories after I get an idea for one.

I love you all, thanks for sticking with me.

Much love,
Emily💜