addicted to you | stydia

11. walk

Lydia POV

When I wake up for school I automatically walk to my closet to see if I have any cute dresses to wear. I see a blue dress. I take it and hold it in front of me. I put it on and start doing my hair.

'Mom!' I yell. I hear that she's walking upstairs.

'What?' She asks me with an apple in her hand and a bag in her other hand.

'Would you mind helping me with my hair?' I ask her with the cutest smile I could possibly ever have.

She immediately drops her stuff and walks over to me. 'Of course, I'm doing your hair!' She tells me while smiling.

I chuckle. I love my mother, she's crazy. But good crazy, you know? Like Stiles. He's also good crazy.

'Done!' My mom says and she walks away.

'Thanks, mom!' I yell after her.

I grab my stuff, eat an apple and leave my house. While I'm walking to school I see that Stiles is also walking. I walk over to him and tap his shoulder.

'Hey! Why are you walking?' I ask him as he looks up at me and smiles.

'Uh, I broke the jeep...' And he chuckles. That's so cute, he really is cute. 'What about you?' He asks me.

'I walk every day.' I tell him and he nods. 'I could give you a ride, when my jeep is fixed, of course.' And I laugh. 'Thanks, I'll love that.' And he smiles.

We walk in a comfortable silence. When my hand accidentally brushes against his, I feel a tingle going through my whole arm. He also notices and quickly looks at me but looks away. I notice we're at school and all of our friends are looking at us.

'Oh my god, I can just smell the sexual tension between you guys!' Allison says. And Scott and her laugh.

I tense a bit and Stiles notices and holds my hand and I relax again. 'It's okay, they don't know what they're talking about.' He tells me.

I look at him and quietly mutter: 'Do they?' Hoping he didn't hear it.

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S t i l e s p o v

'Do they?' She quietly says, probably hoping I didn't hear it, but I did.

I gently grab her chin so that she's facing me. 'What do you mean, Lydia?' And she gives me a gorgeous smile. She walks away but since she's still holding my hand, I follow her. We walk into a classroom and she closes the door. She stands in front of me and looks at me.

'Look, Stiles. Ever since the day that I fell down the stairs I was thinking about you. But not in the way how I used to talk about you. I always used to think that you were a weird nerd. No, I thought about you as this nice guy. A guy who cares about me. A guy that doesn't use girls. A nice guy. And when I looked at the picture you took of me, I noticed that I look genuinely happy.' She stops for a bit and I just look at her not knowing what to do.

'You make me happy, Stiles.' And she looks at me.

I look at her and grab her face with my hands. I look in her eyes, 'Lydia, you've always made me happy.'

And I kiss her.

She hesitates for a bit but then she kisses me back and I can feel her smiling through the kiss. She puts her hands around my neck and I put mine around her waist. After a while, she breaks away for air. Our foreheads are against each other and I can feel her breathing. We look at each other and we smile.

'Lydia?' I ask her. 'Yes, Stiles?' She asks me. I look in her eyes and she looks in mine.

'Do you want to be my girlfriend?' I ask her. She looks at me and she chuckles. 'But we haven't even been on an official date yet.' And I laugh. 'Well, in that case, be ready at 7.' I tell her and she blushes a bit.

'Okay, I'll be ready.' And she gives me a wink and walks out of the room.

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I'm sorry it's so short! But you're welcome for stydia. If you liked this chapter, please vote.

xoxo Ella