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

"Hey Jackson!"

Weeks had gone by and I still hadn't spoke to Stiles. Scott kept telling me how sorry he is but I didn't believe it and honestly I didn't want too. He was still with Malia. She didn't look at him like I did though. Her eyes don't light up when she talks too or about him, she doesn't blush when he's near and she doesn't twiddle her hair when he's talking. But he doesn't look at her like it either. He always has a dull bored expression on his face whenever she talks, he never compliments her or says she looks nice (from what Scott told me anyway), and his eyes don't light up at the mention of her name. Stiles and Malia they weren't like me and Stiles. Malia wasn't me, and I wasn't her.

I started to feel numb towards this whole situation, it just felt like reality and I gradually grew to facing the truth. I stopped crying and I got myself together. I did my makeup good and I wore my best clothes, I made myself feel like I was worth something. And that's important, to know your worth. It still hurts seeing them together though I can't deny that. I think it will always hurt to see Stiles with someone else, because i desperately want to see him with me, but it won't happen.

On a much happier note though I got asked out by Jackson, he's a sweet boy really. I was unsure wether or not to go for it but Allison practically said yes for me. We're going out later, that reminds me I need to get ready.

I curled my hair in to soft ways, pinning the front section up. I wore a pink dress with a lacy detail on the bottom paired with black heels. I looked like I was going to a party but who cares, dress to impress after all. I waited patiently for Jackson to come, he eventually knocked on the door. "Hey Jackson!"I walked out into his car with him following shortly behind. "Woah Lydia, you look amazing," he stared with his mouth open. I shut his mouth with a smirk "You'll catch flies keeping it open any longer." We drove to a nearby restaurant, it was classy but not too posh, not for Jackson anyway.

Jackson dropped me home for around ten. The date was okay. I liked Jackson, he was cool, funny, hot but.. He wasn't Stiles. Who cares about Stiles, get it out your head Lydia, he's got Malia. And maybe I could have Jackson?