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youth.

they danced to their song.
Lydia had her arms around his neck.
his arms around her waist.
her head laid on his chest.
his head laid on her head.
they stepped together.
until the song was over.

Lydia ran off the stage.
Stiles,"Lydia? where are you going?"
Lydia ran into the women's bathroom. Stiles didn't care, he ran in after her. Lydia locked herself in a stall. she started to cry.
Stiles,"Lydia, what's wrong? we were having fun, weren't we?"
Lydia,"I was having a blast. it's just the memories." she sniffled.
Stiles,"there's no reason to cry. please open the door."
Lydia,"but I don't want anyone seeing me cry. especially you."
Stiles,"you look beautiful when you cry."
Lydia cried harder, remembering the first time she heard those words come out of his mouth.

Stiles,"Lydia, I've always loved you. I don't know if that will ever change. you're all I think about. I know it's probably wrong to say this, but I love you. so please open the freaking stall. for me, please."
the stall opened slowly and Lydia's face appeared, she was smiling ear to ear. she grabbed Stiles in for a tight hug. she whispered in his ear,"you always say the right things."

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