Safe

Chapter 2

When we got back to Lydia's house, she ran upstairs to her bedroom and changed. "Hey don't be afraid to just go in my kitchen and eat!" Lydia yelled from upstairs. I wasn't all that hungry but I didn't want to awkwardly stand by her front door so I made my way over to her kitchen. Soon enough Lydia was downstairs in a whole new glamerous outfit that she pulled off so well. "So I called a few guys over including Scott and Stiles."

"Cool," I breathed.

After a while of waiting and talking about me and her talking about her life. It was late and people started to show up. People I didn't know were there first and I kind of awkwardly stood off to the side while Lydia was sociable. But then I felt someone squeeze my side and jumping around to see Scott. "Hey," he laughed.

"Hey," I blushed but I don't know why. He had that affect on me.

"So how was hanging out with Lydia? Is she a lot to obtain?" He laughed again.

"Yeah," I laughed as well. "But she's nice. And its nice to talk to her." He smiled down at me and I swear my stomach filled with butterflies and was doing so many flips...just because he smiled at me?

"So you wanna drink or something?" He asked.

"Uh yeah but just dont leave me alone..." We both laughed at my awkwardness.

"Never."

Later on, people started to leave and I was confused. "Why are people leaving?" I asked Scott.

"Well it is 2 am. How long do parties run back where you lived?" It was already 2 am?!

"Its that late? It doesn't seem that way." Scott and I were really deep in conversation for the whole party and I guess the time flew by quickly. "It's a good thing my Dad's not home yet or I'd be dead."

"Need a ride home?"

"Yeah, that'd be great." We walked over to Lydia who was with Allison.

"Where have you two been? I haven't seen you all night!" Lydia was drunk and it was pretty funny. But Allison was standing next to her, eyeing me which made me too uncomfortable to bare.

"Uh thanks for having me over Lydia. I'll see you later." We all said our goodbyes and then scott took me out to his bike.

"You have a bike?" I asked, stopping midway on Lydia's front lawn.

"Yeah," he smirked. "You good with that?" I half smiled and my heart started beating fast.

"Maybe..." He saw how scared I was and took my hand in his. They were big, and rough against mine but it still felt nice.

"Hey," he started. "I won't let you go." And thats all I needed to hear, I got on with no problem after that. When we were both on, I wrapped my arms around his small waist. I was squeezing really hard and he laughed at that. But when we started going it wasn't so bad. This wasn't so bad, being on the back of Scott's bike. Being that close to Scott in general wasn't bad at all. I didn't want to move ever again.

We made a little detour since my dad wasn't going to home until 5 am so I didn't either. Scott helped me off the bike and walked me over to the bay. "Wow this is beautiful," I said looking around at the scenery. Scott agreed but instead of looking at the bay, he was staring down at me. Another blush. I know its bad that we just met today and I was already having these feelings for him but I couldnt help it.

"So..." Scott started while sitting on a dock and I followed, sitting next to him. "How do you like Beacon Hills so far?"

"Well let's see...meeting you and yout friends on the first day of school and then being invited back to Lydia's for a party...I dont know...kinda sucks." We both laughed. "Nah," I said. "It's great. Thank you."

"Why are you thanking me?"

"Because you were overly generous to me today. And thanks for not leaving me at the party."

"I mean I did only come to see you. Parties, especially Lydia's parties..aren't really my thing." Another blush. "You blush a lot."

"Well you make me blush a lot." His hand moved up to my face and started to caress it and he leaned down. Our lips weren't touching but they were close to it. His breath was hitting my face and before I could even take another breath myself, his lips pressed to mine. I could do this forever, sitting here with our lips moving together, his arms around me. Nothing could beat this.