Nothing More Than Neighbors || Stydia [COMPLETED]

Chapter 10: The Chase

"What the hell am I going to say? Oh my God what am I doing? I'm turning around." I mumbled to myself.

Just as I was about to turn around, I saw the 'Incoming call: Allison' on my radio screen. I groaned and hit answer.

"What?" I asked and she breathed out.

"Don't you dare turn around, Lydia." I groaned loudly.

I don't even know what I'm doing --"

"Lydia! You love him. You got yourself that far, you know what you're doing. So do it." She said as the phone call ended.

"Wow, Al, what a help." I said to myself and anyone who could've heard me. I pulled up to the diner and took a deep breath as I saw the blue Jeep in the parking lot.

"Okay, Lydia, you can do this. You are confident and snarky and ... can do this." I said to myself in the mirror above the wheel. I applied my concealer and put on more lipstick before I smiled and ran into the diner. I spotted his hair and red jacket immediately and walked over there, where he was sitting alone with a dish in front of him. His eyes snapped to mine as soon as I waked over there and he swallowed before setting down his burger.

"Lydia? What the hell --"

"Shut up and let me talk." I said sternly before he shut his mouth calmly. "Look, Stiles, I'm not dating Isaac. I don't even like him in that way at all."

"What?" I held up a hand and he shut up again.

"When Aiden left me for Hollywood, I was broken. I didn't even know how to repair myself in anyway for months, until I met you. But, Stiles, you left me and it felt like my world was caving in and I couldn't get out. Every time I looked at you it was a literal shot to my heart and I wanted to run away, from everything and everyone. Stiles, I saw you kissing Heather in your car, and I had an anxiety attack for the first time in months." I paused to breathe so I wouldn't cry, but my voice began breaking anyways.

"When we first met, I flirted with you which I hadn't done since before Aiden left and no one could get that side of me out again. The date you made for me was beautiful and well thought out, which no one bothers to ever try with me because I was known for one thing. And you didn't ask for that one thing, even wanted to go slow because you value my feelings.

Then, I saw you and Heather and I wasn't me. Allison called Isaac down to pretend to be my boyfriend to hope and get you jealous enough to want me back. Totally stupid. I tried so hard not acting like I was breaking in front of you and instead tried hurting you, which led to me hurting myself more. And I know you and Heather are a couple now, and I'm so sorry but Stiles --" the steady stream of tears began to make its way down my face and settle on my neck as I sniffled and tried composing myself.

"I love you, Stiles Stilinski. I love you so much, it's ridiculous. I love you in the let you have the last pizza slice or pretend to be interested in your stupid cop shows. I love you in the stand outside your window at night with your favorite song blaring from a speaker that I'm holding up. And I hate it, I hate it so much that I love you, but I do. Think about that." I said as I wiped my cheeks and walked out of the diner.

I got in and turned the volume on 'Pillowtalk' all the way up and I began sobbing onto the wheel. I got a tap on the window and I jumped before seeing Stiles right outside. I rolled down my window and wiped my eyes before shooting him a smile and turning down the radio.

"Lydia --"

"I'm sorry. I shouldn't have done that to you." I said and he smiled as he leaned against my car door.

"Step outside. Right now." He said and I looked at him confusingly before opening my car door and stepping outside.

"Okay I'm out. Wanna tell me why?" I asked and he nodded.