loving lydia | stydia

Eleven.

Back at Lydia's house, Stiles and Lydia was sat watching That 70's Show, but Lydia sat up because she was feeling irritable.

"Stiles. For fuck sake stop breathing out your mouth. You have a nose for a reason." Lydia said, running her hands through her hair which was piled in sweat. Why was she feeling like this?

"Wha-" Stiles said but Lydia cut him off again.

"I don't know weather in incredibly turned on by you or irritated by you." Lydia said, looking at him and eating her hot dog.

"Umm, I hope it's the turned on thing?" Stiles questioned. He didn't know what to do or how to act around her right now. What was her problem? Maybe it was her time of the month.

"I'm sorry, it's just that I'm really flustered and hot and sweaty." Lydia groaned and got up and led on the cold, laminated floor in the open hallway where Stiles could see. She was on her back, led in a starfish formation.

"Don't apologise it's fine. It's probably just period." Stiles said, eating the rest of Lydia's hot dog. And with that, Lydia's face dropped. All colour drained from her face as realisation hit her and she felt so stupid for not seeing it before.

"Stiles." She said, her voice husky like she was a middle aged man who smoked his whole life and had a major hangover. "I was due my period like a week ago and I've never been late."

"So?" Stiles questioned. Lydia rolled her eyes at him as she stood up, but started to feel faint as she stood.

"Holy fuck. I feel like I'm gonna faint. STILES. Put the puzzle together. We had sex. The first time. Without a condom like 2 weeks ago. Please catch up." Lydia said, pacing with her head in her hands.

Stiles furrowed his eyebrows for a bit, but then his eyes went wide as she stood up all spastic and smiled.

"Oh my god, Lydia your pregnant. Oh my fuck. Shit I need to sit down." Stiles huffed, overwhelmed and not sure what to do.

"That's why today I had this massive pain in my stomach so I had to pull over. Shit Stiles, what are we gonna do?" Lydia panicked. But Stiles was emotionless. He just sat there.

"I, uh." He stuttered. "I'm gonna go and take a walk." He said, grabbing Lydia's house keys and leaving the house, but most importantly leaving Lydia.

Lydia just stood there. She stood there, crying to herself. But then, a small smile spread across her face. She don't know why, maybe it was the fact that her and Stiles' baby might be growing inside her. I mean, being pregnant is the only way to explain what she's been feeling, but they wasn't even positive it was happening. But Lydia could feel it, so she didn't know whether to be scared shitless, or happy.

Lydia started collecting the plates in the living room and washing them up, she fluffed the pillows and folded the blanket and draped it over the sofa. She knew Stiles took her keys, so she went up to bed. But, on her way up her keys were on the small table near the front door. She frowned.

"Well, looks like somebody's not coming back." She said sadly. She started to cry a little again, locking the door with the key, the bolt and the chain and glumly walked upstairs to her room.

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Her alarm went off at 6:00am and groaned. Her eyes felt like 2 weighs were attached to them, and she got out her bed. She felt overly tiered because of the crying the night before, but she had to do well in school. She had to get off her ass and do something with her life.

She got in the shower singing along to Coldplay.

"Come up to meet you, tell you I'm sorry, you don't know how lovely you are.
I had to find you. Tell you I need you. Tell you I set you apart.
Tell me your secrets, and ask me your questions, oh, let's go back to the start.
Running in circles. Coming up tales, heads on a science apart.
Nobody said it was easy, it's such a shame for us to part. Nobody said it was easy, no one ever said it would be this hard.
I'm going back to the start." Lydia sung. She was emotionally tiered of going back and forth with this relationship with the person she loves. But all of this is fucked up now, because she might be pregnant.