Lydia walked into Malia's house and groaned when she saw that it was full of people. She squeezed past moving bodies as she tried to search for Stiles.
When she made it to the living-room, she saw Stiles sitting on the couch with a bottle of beer in his hand. He sipped on it as he watched Lydia enter the room.
"Lets go idiot," She grumbled and pulled him off the couch.
"Why you so mean to meh?" Stiles slurred.
"Because I don't like you," She replied smoothly.
"No, you love me," He said and he laughed. Lydia rolled her eyes as she dragged him through the house.
"We're not even friends dip-shit."
"Yet," He winked. Lydia ignored him.
They made it out of the house and he got into her car. Lydia got into the drivers seat and buckled herself in. Stiles struggled to get the buckle into the slot. She helped him.
"Look at me," Lydia said. Stiles drowsily did as she said.
"Don't ever send me what you sent me earlier again, got it?" She demanded. Stiles smirked.
"You mean my dick pics?"
"Yeah," Lydia groaned, "Those."
Stiles laughed. "No can do Sweet Cheeks." Lydia reached over and flicked him on the head.
"Give me your address," Lydia said as she began to drive.
"Are you gonna stalk me?" Stiles asked and poked her cheek. Lydia glared at him and he laughed.
"Stiles, I need to bring you home, give me it," Lydia demanded nicely. She didn't want her temper to get the best of her.
"If I tell you will you stay with me?" He asked, staring at her.
"Stiles."
"Lydia."
"Fine, I'll call Scott and ask him," Lydia said. She fished her phone out of her pocket.
"Nooo," Stiles whined. "Fine I'll tell you."
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Stiles: Hi Senpai
Lydia: I thought Derek was your senpai
Stiles: no he's a piece of shit remember
Lydia: no cuz i dont listen to u
Stiles: ha ha so funny -.-
Lydia: it was
Stiles: whatever wyd
Lydia: nothing
Lydia: just texting u
Stiles: just me?
Lydia: and scott
Stiles: wHy aRe YoU tExTiNg ScOoT
Lydia: asking him a question
Stiles: well stop
Stiles: just talk to me
Stiles: me only
Lydia: whyyyy
Stiles: cuz I'm in love with you
Stiles: and i get jealous easy
Lydia: omg stop
Stiles: ❤️
Lydia: you're fucking weird
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Fanfiction"You know, when someone's apologizing, you're suppose to make them feel less guilty," She said, half teasingly, half bitterly. "You know, when someone's admitting that they love you, you're suppose to be nice about it," Stiles said with the same to...
