Lydia when you're talking about your prom date while shopping for dresses.
"You really like him don't you?" Lydia asks with a smile on her face. You look at her with the brightest smile you can manage, "Stiles is the sweetest guy I've met, nothing like the other guys here."
Lydia looks at you with wonder, "You don't like him do you, Y/N? You're in love with him." You smile and look down at the ground, your cheeks are Beet red at the mention of your feeling for a certain Carmel eyed boy.
"It's Senior year, Lydia. I've been crushing on this guy for as long as I can remember, and now I'm getting my date with him." You said in a whispered voice, as if you did not want anyone to hear you, but Lydia did, and the only thing she could do was smile at you.
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Dedicated to: dreamsofstydia I hope this is kinda what you requested❤️