Nothing More Than Neighbors || Stydia [COMPLETED]

Chapter 7: The Bitch Came Back

"Stiles!" I whispered. His snoring continued and I shook his arm slightly as he just turned and kept snoring. I turned my head to look at my alarm clock that read 5:37 and I groaned. Stiles snored loudly and I began silently laughing as I shook him again harder. Nothing. I sighed before I jumped on him and he groaned and bent at the waist as his eyes shot open and I laughed slightly.

"What the hell, Lydia?" He asked sleepily, and I shrugged.

"You snore." I said and he shook his head as I settled back into the crook of his neck and head on his chest as my arm went to the center of his stomach and rubbing circles. He scoffed.

"I do not snore." He said and I laughed.

"Yes, you do. So loud." I said and he shook his head.

"Beats talking in my sleep like you do." He said and I scoffed.

"I do not!" I said and he nodded.

"Big time." I rolled my eyes. "Shut up and go to sleep we have to be up in time for our lunch date tomorrow." He said and I smiled.

"Who ever said I want a second date?" I asked and he laughed.

"The same girl who's about to fall asleep on my chest ... in her house ... In her bed." He said and I laughed through my nose.

"Okay fine, you win, but school is tomorrow and we need to wake up in 2 hours, did you bring a change of clothes?" I asked and he nodded.

"Yes, go to bed we can worry about it in 2 hours." He said and I smiled as I nodded into his chest.

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"Stiles, your alarm." I yawned as he groaned and reached for his phone so he could unlock his phone and it shut off. I sat up and rubbed my eyes as I stumbled into the bathroom and turned on the hot water. I brushed my teeth and rinsed it out with mouthwash before stepping into the shower and washing my hair. I went to pick up my razor before realizing it was broken and my last one was under the sink. I cursed to myself before stepping out of the shower slightly, to the point where I was still covered by the shower curtain.

"STILES!" I called before not hearing anything. "STILESSS!" I called again as the door opened slightly and his head poked through.

"Can you go under the sink and grab me a razor, pretty please." I said and he laughed before coming in, grabbing my razor, and handing it to me without turning his head.

"You know, that's very gentleman-y of you." I said and he laughed.

"For holding a 4.3 GPA you should know that isn't a word." He said as he began walking out the door.

"4.4" I said and I heard him chuckle before leaving the room.

"I NEED TO SHOWER TOO!" I heard him shout through the now closed door. I rolled my eyes as I began shaving and finally, after 8 minutes, I was able to come out. I wrapped myself in a towel before stepping out and Stiles running in there.

The shower turned back on and I got dressed into a orange cardigan, black plain tank top, and a black patterned skirt. I loosely curled the ends of my hair and gathered the two strands closest to my face to bring up into a little poof and secure it with a safety pin. I applied the usual, eyebrows, mascara, powder and blush, and the famous lipstick. I smiled as I tried on a new shade I had just purchased. Stiles was still in the shower so I decided to go and make us breakfast. I grabbed my school stuff and knocked on the door before opening it slightly but not going in.

"I'll be downstairs, I'm making pancakes so meet me down there in about 10." I said before closing it again and running downstairs. The backyard was completely clean and I smiled to myself as I took out the instant mix of pancake mix we bought a week ago. I followed the directions and was just about to pour it on the pan when Stiles runs downstairs with his shirt just above his head as his backpack is in his other hand.