Stydia one-shots

Don't frown Lydia (part 2)

It's pouring down rain as Lydia runs to her car. She sits down in the drivers seat and just breaks, tears streaming down her face. Her make up was probably ruined but she didn't care at the moment. The only thing she could think about was Stiles. With his chestnut hair, his brown eyes speckled with gold, and how could she forget his smile. Oh how his smile made her heart beat out of her chest. But the scene of them was replaying in her head. It bothered her that it wasn't her that he was kissing.
She pulls into her driveway.
"Of course my mom isn't home." Lydia says in a whisper. Getting out of the car and going straight for the medicine cabinet, Lydia grabs the whole bottle of ibuprofen. "Maybe this will help with the major migraine I now have." The curly haired girl thinks with a sigh.
She goes to her room and changes into a shirt that is way too big for her and she grabs the bottle of ibuprofen, taking 2. She proceeds to cry herself to sleep with one thing on her mind. Stiles Stilinski.

Meanwhile, Stiles is running back from following Lydia.
"I have to go see if she's okay. I-I have to make sure she's okay." The boy stutters running his fingers through his hair that was already a wet mess.
"She'll be fine Stiles, she's a big girl. She can take care of herself." Malia smiles at him trying to drag him back inside.
"Malia, something is wrong with her. She's my friend...I can't just leave her when she's hurt and crying..." He begins to go back outside to his beat up baby blue jeep.
"if you go after her, we're done. Our relationship will be over Stiles Stilinski. OVER."
"Well then it looks like we're done here." Stiles gets in his jeep with a smirk.

Its dark. Too dark. Lydia looks around the dark place. Where the hell was she? Leaves crunched under her feet. "The woods" she whispers to herself.
"LYDIA" someone screams. Lydia looks around, running to where the voice came from. Once she gets to the person she sees Stiles sitting in the middle of the woods, crying. She runs over to him and another Stiles comes into her vision. "Ho-how are there two of you?..." She speaks with shaky breaths.
"Remember me Lydia?" The Stiles with dark circles under his eyes says with an evil grin.
The Nogitsune.
"No...we killed you." Lydia says walking back a little.
"I'm a thousand years old, you can't kill me."
She hears a whimper from the ground.
Stiles.
"Oh my god! Stiles!" The strawberry blonde runs towards him.
Stiles is crying as he says "you have to go Lyds...he-he's going to kill you. He's going to kill us."
"Stiles. I'm not leaving you here."
But before she could get to him the Nogitsune picks him up and slits his throat. Stiles falls to the floor, blood scatters the ground.

"AHHHHHHHHHH" Lydia wakes up screaming bloody murder. Tears began falling down her already wet porcelain face.
She picks up her phone calling the first person that came to her mind. Stiles.

Stiles picked up immediately.
"Lydia?? Lyds? Are you okay?" He says with panicked words.
Lydia hesitated before answering in a raspy voice, "Um...no. No, I'm not okay." There's a pause. "Can you please come over?.."
Stiles smiles weakly, "I'm already ahead of you on that one Lyds...I'm outside your house, will you let me in?"
Lydia smiles faintly at his words as she hangs up the phone walking towards her front door. 
The door was barely open when the chestnut haired boy barges in to embrace her. She begins to cry, sniffling and heaving. He runs his fingers through her hair, trying to comfort her. When she calms down a bit Stiles speaks, "What's wrong?.."
"Oh...I-i uh had a nightmare.." She barely whispers.
"I just...I just needed to hear your voice. In my nightmare...you...died..." The petite girls eyes begin to water again for what seemed like the millionth time that night. "The Nogitsune was back and he killed you Stiles. He slit your throat right in front of me." Tears trickling down her face like rain.
Stiles grabs Lydia's hand. He looks down at the way she intertwined them. It's like they were made for each other. The perfect fit.
"I'm here Lydia. I'm not dead. I'm okay, I promise." He replies as he cups her cheeks, rubbing his thumb, making her look up at him.
"I also saw you and Malia kissing.." She says lightly.
"Oh...well it's safe to say that, as in Malia and I, we're over."
"What?..Why did y'all break up?.."
He looks to the ground, "She said that if I went after you that we were done...and I guess you can tell what decision I made." He states with a chuckle.
"You-you chose me? Over your own girlfriend-"
"Ex. Ex-girlfriend." The lanky boy interrupts.
"Look Lydia. I've always liked you, but that was before I got to know you. It's different now..."
Lydia's head drops to the floor.
"Okay Stiles I get it. I'm really not in the mood for rejection so could you just-" the girl was once again interrupted but this time it was by hi lips. She kisses back before they break apart and Lydia looks at him in shock. "Wh-why did you do that?" She says in a whisper.
"Because I love you."

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Sorry it took me so long to write the second part! I couldn't come up with just exactly what to do...but I hope y'all like it! Thank you for the feed back on my last one!! It made me very happy to know that y'all enjoy my writing! 😊😊
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