a Stydia fanfic -'The way she looks at him' (REVERSED)

"Why was he nervous?"

"LYDIA GUESS WHAT OMG LYDIAAAAAA!" Allison comes running over to me spinning me around and making me very dizzy. "Chill girl, what is it?"
"Well I've been with Scott as you know and OMG Lydia he's amazing, his ey....."
She started rambling on and on so I switched myself off, it was nothing I hadn't heard before. "Lydia are you even listening, trust me you'll want to in a second." I huffed, "I was I was, so what did you wanna say?". "Scott and me are going on a date and guess what? You and Stiles are coming too! We're going ice skating after school" she squeeled with excitement. "You did what? No Allison no, I can't. You know how nervous I am around him!" She stared to laugh "Better stop being nervous then as they're coming this way!"

Scott ran up to hug Allison, I've got to admit I like them together. "Hey Lyds"  Stiles smiled brightly, that gorgeous smile.. "Looking forward to ice skating?" I wanted to be honest and say no. No I wasn't excited for ice skating for three reasons:
*Number one - I can't ice skate to save my life
*Number two - Stiles makes me extremely nervous
*Number three - I don't know what to wear
But instead i lied, "Yeah it's going to be a lot of fun" technically it wasn't a lie, for them it would be fun, for me.. Not so much.

I lay on my bed huffing and puffing. "Come on Lydia, it won't be that bad. You're wearing this okay?" Allison had picked out black skinny jeans with a ripped knee, paired with a white tank top and a black bomber jacket. I must admit I did look good.

We met the boys at the ice rink. Allison and Scott walked off Infront leaving me and Stiles alone. She turned back and gave us a thumbs up, idiot. I smiled shyly, "Hey Stiles, you okay?" "I'm good thanks Lyds, you look gorgeous, well you always do but" his words trailed off into a laugh, a nervous laugh, why was he nervous? "Thankyou, anyway let's get on to the ice".

I think Stiles noticed I couldn't skate very well. After falling several times Stiles held my hand "Come on, we'll do it together". I couldn't believe it, I was holding Stiles Stilinski's hand! To him it probably meant nothing, but to me? It meant a lot.

After skating for a while we decided to sit down and watch Allison and Scott. "So Lydia, how come you never really bothered to speak to me before?" I turned to him raising a eyebrow, "Oh believe me Stiles I tried, but you're popular everyone knows you, all the girls want you, why would you wanna talk to me?" He looked taken back by my answer, but somehow I think he knew I was right.