Our Little Secret- Scalia [ COMPLETE]

Malia's PoV

Okay I know Lydia hates me but I can at least try to be nice to her right? So today is operation befriend Lydia.

I catch her alone at the lockers between periods. I walk up to her confidently and try to make small talk.

"So..." I approach her, she rolls her eyes in her Lydia fashion, "how are things with Stiles?"

She raises an eyebrow and slams her locker then looks me up and down, "don't act like you care bitch,"

"You're still mad..." I grimace, looking at the floor, "look all I did was point out the obvious," I shrug defensively,

"You pointed out the obvious?" She snorts, "it's pretty obvious you're screwing Scott," she sniggers

I look up at her quickly. Wait what? How the hell did she know about us? She must've worked it out.

"But luckily for you Stiles is too trusting to believe it," she says filing her nails,

"Lydia..." I begin nervously,

"Don't worry your secret is safe with me," she rolls her eyes once again, "and if you really want to know me and Stiles are getting a long very well thank you," she smirks and walks to her next period sassily.

I watch her in astonishment, she's getting in my head. Now she knows me and Scotts secret she has full power over me.

I follow her to Math (we are in the same class). I see Scott in the desk next to mine, Lydia is two desks the the left and one in front of mine. She is watching my every move, doesn't she see that she's over exaggerating a little?

Scott notices how uneasy I am, "Mal, what's wrong I could smell you across the school?" he whispers loudly, he sounds concerned,

I look over at Lydia, her eyes are locked on me, I roll my eyes and look back at Scott. "Nothing, I'm fine,"

"No you're not," he looks concerned,

"Can you just leave me alone," I snap harshly,

"Okay..." he looks back at his pens, then back at me, he's smiling, "do you want to hang out again tonight?" I feel Lydia watching us judgmentally.

"Not tonight," I say, looking through my textbook,

He tilts his head slightly, confused but then shrugs it off and turns back to the math teacher.

After that painful math session, I head down the hall to lunch. Lydia is somehow already leaning against the lockers staring at me. I don't understand what she's trying to do. Lydia is smart; She is clearly trying to get to me.

"Stiles can you come here a second," she is still staring at me smugly, she takes Stiles' head out of his locker.

"Yeah sure what's u-" he is interrupted by Lydia eating at his face. He looks confused but goes with it.

It starts off as a normal kiss but then they start feeling each other, he is squeezing her butt, she is sucking on his face. I haven't seen Stiles like this before Lydia seems completely in control of him, he seems hypnotised by her.

I avert my eyes as she looks over at me with that smug smile. It's like she wants me to hate her and it's working.

She readjusts her lipstick and casually walks past me. I grab her hand. Why the hell do I have to let her manipulate me like this? I feel myself filling with rage.

"What?" She snaps,

"Are you trying to make me jealous or something? Because sticking your tongue his throat doesn't effect me,"

"Sure it's doesn't," she smirks,

"Do you really want to play this game bitch?" I growl,

"Like hell I do," she whispers,

My eyes scan the room to the find something I can do to hurt her. Stiles. I can make her jealous. Without thinking I grab Stiles and start kissing him. This will show her.

Wait. What the fuck am I doing? I'm kissing Stiles! I push myself off of him as I realise what I've done. "Malia... What are you..." He stutters,

"I um... I'm sorry..." I face away and see Scott looking heartbroken and angry. He's the last person I wanted to hurt.

"Scott, I didn't-"

"Don't talk to me Malia," he shakes his head,

"Can you just hear me out?" I feel tears forming in my eyes,

"No we are over," he snaps, angrily,

"Come on Scott," I beg, taking his hand,

He pushes me away "get your hands of off me you slut!" He shouts,

He storms away, I start to cry in the middle of the corridor. My sadness turns to anger when I see Lydia. This is her fault. She knew I would do something reckless if she kept pushing me. This is all her fault.

I wipe away my tears and glare at her. She's not smirking smugly as I expected her to be. She looks genuinely apologetic, I guess she's not all evil. But this doesn't excuse what she did.

It takes all of my will power not to slap her round the face. She is about to approach me but then she sees how angry I am and takes a step back.

Then I'm back to feeling guilty. I made out with Scotts best friend, he probably thinks I have feelings for him. He has to know I don't. I have to fix this.