"So what do you think?" Lydia asks, twirling in the silver dress. It definitely flatters her body type, and also makes her hair look like its flaming. Allison snaps out of her daze and nods.
"That's definitely the one Lyds, you look great," Allison tells her best friend. Lydia smirks.
"Perfect, now it's your turn." Lydia and Allison have been out all day looking for dresses to wear to Kira and Malia's wedding. All Allison really wants is to go home and sleep seeing as she is eight months pregnant, but Lydia insists it is time to shop for the wedding that is only one month away. Allison sighs and marches tiredly into a dressing room to try one a dress Lydia picked out for her. It's a pastel pink dress that reaches her ankles. It no sleeves, which is bad considering the wedding is in March and it will probably still be a bit chilly, but that's ok. She has complications getting it on over her bump, but manages eventually. Allison glances in the mirror and raises her eyebrows in surprise. She looks a lot better than she thought she would. Not to mention her swollen breasts look fantastic. Her bump is so evident in his dress, but it actually looks okay. The neckline comes down far, but still modest. "Come on lemme see!" Lydia squeals. Allison holds her breath and walks out of the small dressing room to show Lydia. Her strawberry blonde friend covers her mouth.
"That bad?" Allison comments worriedly. Lydia shakes her head no.
"Gosh Allison, you and my little honey bee look fantastic! You have to get that one!" Lydia insists. Allison smiles.
"Okay okay, don't cry, lets just go pay."
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One month later.
I can't tell him. At the wedding I will avoid him at all costs. He can't know. This can not happen.
Allison tries to devise a plan to stay away from Scott at the wedding. She is nine months pregnant. That is impossible to hide, even with her abnormally small bump. She had asked the doctor why the bump was so small. Her doctor told her that the baby was just small. It made her nine month belly look maybe seven months big. That was an advantage. Not a single plan works out in Allison's head as she sits at her kitchen counter. Lydia exits the bathroom, her face neutral. "I'm heading to the store, need anything?" Allison answers her with the simple shake of her head. "Aright see you tomorrow." Just as Lydia opens the door to leave, Stiles walks in.
"Where you going firecracker?" He asks with a smirk. Lydia smiles up at him.
"Just out," she answers casually. Stiles pulls her small frame into hers.
"I would grab some protection if I were you, my place tonight," Stiles tells her. Lydia smirks deviously.
"Get it yourself screw boy, I'll see you later," she states, patting his chest. Lydia walks away and Stiles enters the apartment, closing the door quietly behind him.
"Gross," Allison states as she look at Stiles.
With a smile he replies, "what's up Argent, and how is mini Al?" Allison smiles and turns in her seat so he can see the baby bump. Coming over to Allison he gives her a hug.
"Baby is doing well, mama Ali is a bit stressed," Allison tells her friend. He looks up at her with a soft smile.
"Maybe mama Ali would be less stressed if she told papa Scotty about mini Al," Stiles hints. Allison rolls her eyes.
"I'm getting there," Allison repeats to him as she usually does. "How is he anyways?" Stiles shrugs.
"He is alright, he can't wait to see you at the wedding next week," Stiles tells her. Allison nods. "I will tell him if you don't the morning of the wedding," Stiles reminds her.
"Yes Stiles I know," Allison says, stressed.
"He loves you, it will be okay."
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I'm The Father?(teen wolf au)
Fanfic(short story) Allison and Scott are always voted in high school that they will be together forever. But when Allison graduates and finds out she is pregnant at 18, she breaks it off with Scott also known as, the father. Lydia stays by Allison's side...
