Love me everywhere, I'll fuck you anywhere

The party.

We arrived too the party and it smelled of booze, sex, and fun. Oh hell yeah I thought to myself. I walked over and opened the door for Malia and she was already tipsy from drinking my rum In the car. I helped her inside and sat her on the couch where she started chatting with Allison who was laying sloppily on Issac. I turned around and saw Scott with his arm around Kira bragging about his new tattoo. I kissed my girlfriend and told Allison too keep an eye on her. In the crowd stood out a very familiar strawberry blonde girl.

-"hey stranger" she laughed
-" Lyds your wasted aren't you."
-"actually no" she said "just having a great time stiles"
-"ok" I laughed.
She was so pretty. She had a loose flowery dress that stopped mid thigh like Malia's. It was breezing around because of the cool drift from the late summer air. She had stele-toes on and smelled like perfume and lust. "Hey lyds lets get you away from these drunk losers"
"Okay dad" she smiled and wrapped her arm around mine. We sat on the couch across from Malia and Allison but Malia didn't even care. She just sat there laughing with other guys and flirting which I didn't appreciate. "Hey Mal come sit" and I patted my lap. "What am I a fucking dog" she growled. "No jesus Malia your my girl and I just want you too sit on my lap, is that not ok"? She just stared at me and the strawberry blonde who had her arm still on mine. "Have your other girlfriend sit on your lap Stiles, or in fact, your only girlfriend. I'm tired of being your second choice, the one too come after Lydia. The one who everyone picks after her. Fuck you Stiles and fuck you lydia". She grabbed some sophomores hand and headed upstairs. Stiles now had tears in his eyes, because despite the fact he loved Lydia he still did care for Malia and wanted too be with her. "Stiles.." Lydia softly said. He quickly wiped his eyes and said "yeah yeah I'm good, let's get wasted" he went too get up but Lydia grabbed his arm and pulled him back too the couch. "No Stiles your problem will still be here tomorrow, let's go I'm taking you home." He softly smiled and walked too Lydia's car with her. On the way to his house it was quiet. No music, no talking, Lydia just driving and stiles just looking out the window of her infinity. They pulled into his driveway and before stiles got out he saw through his window, his dad making out with a women he had met last week. "I can't.. I don't wanna.. Lydia.." he looked over too her with his melting golden honey eyes and a tear fell. "Okay stiles my mom is on business trip anyways, your coming too my house" he wiped his tears and smiled. They pulled into her house and he got out. They went inside and he asked for a blanket and pillow so he can sleep comfortably on her floor. "Stiles don't be silly, we've been best friends since forever, you can just sleep with me if you want. Those words made him still. The girl of his dreams, comforting him after a break up, letting him stay at her house, and offering for him to sleep in her bed. How could he not love this girl.