Lydia didn't come to school today and Stiles was disappointed. According to Allison, Lydia had a fever and she felt extremely tired for some reason so Allison decided to visit her once school is over.
"Hey, you should come too," Allison said as they sat down in their usual spot in the cafeteria.
"But won't we catch the fever too or something?" Stiles asked looking at both Scott and Allison.
"Well I'm pretty sure Lydia would want to see you, you're her friend after all," Allison took a bite out of her sandwich.
But I wish I was more than that, Stiles thought.
At the end Stiles agreed to go and Scott said he'll try to get persuade his coach to let him go.
After the school bell rand, signalling that school was over, Stiles, Allison, and Scott went to the gym, hoping his coach would let him off the hook for today but unfortunately, they failed since Scott was (1) the captain of the team, (2) the fucking ace of the team, and (3) and since they had a game coming up soon which leaves only Allison and Stiles to visit her.
"Well in that case, tell her I said to get better soon," Scott said as he went to get ready for practice.
They arrived at Lydia's house and was greeted by Lydia's mother.
"Oh hello, here to see Lydia?" Lydia's mother asked.
Allison nodded, "Yes ma'am, also I have today's homework for her."
"Oh okay, she's up in her room," Lydia's mom replied, letting them inside.
When they entered Lydia's room, they were surprised to see her sitting up, reading a book instead of sleeping. She wore an over-sized sweater and a blanket draped over her legs.
Her face light up when she saw them, "Hey guys! Didn't expect to see you here."
"Yeah well here we are!" Allison said, taking a seat by her bedside.
"How are you feeling?" Stiles said, standing next to Scott.
"To be honest, awful, terrible, horrible, I feel like death itself," Lydia laughed a bit, "Honestly I don't even know how I got sick."
"Maybe it's the tea? Or that Strawberry shortcake?" Stiles suggested.
Lydia shook her head, "Nah, I eat and drink from that store for as long as I can remember."
"Anyways, Lydia they gave us a shit load amount of homework today, honestly it's a pain in the ass. I left them on your study table," Allison looked at her study table then back at Lydia.
"Aw shit," Lydia said, "Hey where's Scott by the way? Volleyball practice?"
Both of them nodded.
"Oh well anyways, he Stiles do you know what song you are going to perform yet?" Lydia asked, looking at Stiles.
"Song? Perform for what?" Allison said, looking at both of them.
"A piano competition, I entered his name," Lydia said, smiling at Allison.
"And is Stiles okay with this?" Allison asked looking at Stiles.
Stiles nodded, "Yup. Lydia and I talked about it," he smiled slightly.
"Stiles that's...amazing!" Allison said hugging Stiles, "Congrats!"
"Um thanks I guess," he said as Allison pulled away.
"Ooh wait 'til I tell Scott about this," she said as she got out her phone and started texting him, "He said 'get better soon' by the way."
"Tell him I said thanks," Lydia looked at Stiles again, "Anyways, about the song I think you should play Nocturne Op. 9 No.2"
"Chopin huh," Stiles looked out the window then back at her, "Okay I'll do it."
Lydia smiled widely, "Good. Anyways, it's getting late, I think it's best if you guys go now."
Both of them agreed and left Lydia after saying good bye.
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Fanfiction"Why are you doing this for me?" Stiles asked looking at Lydia, "I don't get it." Lydia turned and looked at him, "Because I believe in you Stiles Stilinski, I really do." Stiles Stilinski, a pianist and prodigy, has stopped playing the piano...
