We'll all end up like Ariel and Eric. We'll all live happily ever after. We won't need to care about anything else. That is something we all want. But it is something we all do not get. Maybe only for a certain chess nut haired boy and strawberry bl...
When I saw you I fell in love, and you smiled because you knew.
- Hamlet ( Shakespear )
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12:25 P.M
" Oh and I am really fond of Shakespear, I mean he was such a talented human being, " Lydia said as she and Stiles were eating mozzarella sticks in the library. Stiles could not really understand what she was saying due to the quick speed of her talking, and the cheese sticks that were in her mouth. But he didn't care. He just watched her, he watched her smile. He watched how she'd smile then look down, insecure about how it looks ( though she looked beautiful ). He just watched her sort of move around in excitement as she brought up topics she enjoyed like Shakespear or any books. He just wanted to squeeze her and keep her forever. He was such a lucky guy to be with this adorable human being, something he had been thinking all the time.
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" Oh really, " Stiles said picking up the last stick ( though soon being smacked by Lydia's small hand because she wanted it last ). " Okay Lydia Martin, if you wanted it, you should've just said. "
" Well I want the stick, " Lydia said trying to snatch the stick. But Stiles shoved it into his mouth quick enough.
"Meanie," Lydia whined picking up the crumbs in the bowl.
"Dork."
"Idiot."
"Cutie," he said with out hesitating.
Soon later they were looking at each other right in the eye. Literally two centimeters apart. So close to finishing their story. Lydia slowly closing her eyes, while Stiles slowly backs away. It wasn't going to happen, and that was okay. But Lydia quickly picked up her heavy back pack and Zayned. Translation : Lydia left. She left a confused and quite depressed Stiles Stilinski sitting crouched on the floor, still wondering why his ' Cinderella ' left so early, the bell did not even ring yet.
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6:45 P.M
Stiles was on his bed.
He lay on his bed depressed, wondering what he did wrong. Wondering if he just lost Lydia.
