Our Story [Stydia Fanfiction]

Chapter 3 The realisation

Lydia's pov

I feel the alcohol making its way through my whole body. I cant see clear no more. All i see is jackson, i think its jackson, brushing against me to the beat of the music. Where is allison? Is she with scott? And where is Stiles? He seemed pretty angry at me

Suddenly i felt guilt. The guilt was mixing with all the alcohol that was in me. I started to cry. My emotions were uncontrolable.

"What's wrong Lydia?" Jackson asked having his eyes on another girl, malia i think she's called

I tried to walk a step away from jackson, when i felt a hand pulling me back. I lost my balance and ended in jackson's arms.

"Let me go" i said, a tear rolling down my cheek

"Youre not going anywhere" jackson now attacked my neck with his lips. I tried to push him away but he was too strong. I jumped when i felt a hand between my legs. "JACKSON STOP" I was yelling now. I hit him multipule times on his chest but he didnt seem to feel that at all. Tears were escaping my eyes.

"Hey! You! She told you to let her go!" A familiair voice said. Scott was walking up to us. Pointing his finger at jackson.

Jackson immediatly let go of me and i practically ran towards Allison, who was standing behind Scott. I thanked Scott with my eyes while heading to Allison, he nodded.

"Where's Stiles?" I asked

"He headed home like 30 minutes ago. He texted me saying sorry about what happened tonight" Allison said with a questioned look "what is he sorry about?" She continued

"I-i dont really know. I should talk to him. He was right about Jackson. I dont want Stiles to hate me he seems like a very nice guy. I really should talk to him. Like right now allison!" The words exiting my mouth before realising what i was actually saying

I started to feel sick

"You can talk to him Lyds... tomorrow" allison said with a concerned look on her face. "Just get ready for bed, the party is coming to its end anyways"

I knew she wanted me to go to bed because i was drunk and an emotional mess. I wanted her to tell she could just be honest with me but i nodded and started walking upstairs, after giving jackson one last look. I saw him kissing another girl. What a douche.

Stiles was right. Stiles was right and i got mad at him for looking out for me. He deserves an apology, and he will get one first thing in the morning.