loving lydia | stydia

Twenty.

1 Week Later:

"Seriously? Lydia! It's a prom dress it needs to be epic." Allison cried, hands draping through countless of gorgeous dresses on the racks.

"Allison it's fucking prom in 2 days! Then in 3 weeks we have graduation. 2 Days to pick out a dress, hair and make up is already booked for us. The boys got the ride. Stiles needs to get his damn hair cut in about an hour and I'm freaking out." Lydia fanned herself with a leaflet Someone randomly handed her outside the store.

After 45 minutes of shopping, the girls found their perfect dress. Allison chose a lilac theme, with a flowy bottom which gave an elegant glow. Lydia, however, chose baby pink. They were very happy, but of course the boys was not able to see until the night.

"Come on, Stiles. Your haircut is in 15 minutes." Lydia was holding Stiles' hand as she dragged him through crowds, much to his dismay, Scott and Allison were following closely behind. "Finally." Lydia breathed out, as they reached the front of the store.

"Okay guys," Allison picked up her phone and put on the camera. "Say no more mop head Stiles!" She joked. Stiles put Lydia's shopping bags down as Scott still struggled to hold Allison's. She took the picture and laughed at how insanely happy Lydia was that it was getting cut.
"Stiles." Allison pouted. "You moved your hand." Stiles just shrugged his shoulders.

"Bro, I like it." Scott smiled, tilting his head to the side.

"Thanks homie." Stiles smiled back. Lydia actually loved Stiles long hair, but, she wanted it short for prom night, she wanted everything to be perfect.

"Okay, Stiles go on in." Lydia smiled, looking at her watch.

"Wait, where are you going?" Stiles asked, making little eyes at her.

"Me and Allison are going to get some coffee and then we will be back." Lydia smiled, pecking his lips.

"Bye girls!" Scott shouted while they walked off, obviously leaving the countless shopping bags with them. Mac, Macy's and other little ones that were near impossible to hold altogether. The girls kept their heads hung low while they scattered the over crowded streets.

"I'm so glad that bump isn't too big yet!" Allison laughed, looking back while walking to see the boys deep in their own little conversation.

"I know, especially with my dress I picked out. It has slits so you can see part of my stomach. I hope I could pull it off." Lydia sighed, digging in her bag to fetch her purse. "Who payed last time?" Lydia wondered.

"Girl, you are going to absolutely kill that dress and everybody else at that prom. Your gonna be prom queen as well it's obvious right? Oh, and I payed last time so your go." Allison smirked, walking up to the counter with Lydia.

The woman took their order, and the girls were just sitting on the bar stools waiting for their name to be called.

"Yeah, I'm running for prom queen. I've made Stiles run for king as well. I don't know, maybe Scott would win. At least I won't have to dance with a stranger." Lydia laughed poking Allison in the ribs.