• in times of darkness and worry, youre always there speaking words of wisdom •
Allison's phone rang, and she placed it on speaker phone as she continued to pick items of clothes from the floor. "Hey babe, what's up?" She spoke.
"Hey, I wanted to talk about Stiles and Lydia. Do you think you could talk to her?" Lydia raised her eyebrows, as Allison placed a finger to her lips.
"What would you like me to say; her mind isn't easily changed you know." Allison winked at Lydia, who shook her head.They heard Scott sigh. "I don't actually know. Stiles isn't acting the same, and I can't help thinking it's because of her."
Allison laughed. "I'm sorry? This is Lydia's fault?"
"No! No, that came out wrong." He chuckled nervously. "I mean, I think he really likes her. And he misses her."Allison looked at Lydia, who's eyes fell to her lap. "Could you try to get her to at least talk to Stiles. For me; I hate to see him like this."
Allison smiled solemnly, and walked back to her phone. "Will do. Talk later." She ended the call, and turned to face Lydia."What do you want me to say?" She shrugged, pulling her sleeves over her hands, crossing her legs. "Ally, don't get me wrong, I don't want mine and Stiles' friendship t-"
Allison laughed. "Frienship?" She repeated. "Lydia, you may as well have been in eachothers pants." Lydia glared at her. "Also not the point of this convo... continue.""I won't be able to trust him until he proves that he's not as much of a dickhead as he seems." Lydia explained. "I was foolish to trust him so easily, and now I'm scared of getting hurt. It sounds daft, but honestly Jackson h-"
Allison once again didn't let Lydia finish her sentence. "For goodness sake Lyds, how many time do I have to tell you to forgot about him? He's a jerk and you need to move on."But is the Stiles the right person to move to? She thought. "Yeah, but..." She thought, but didn't find the words to say anything.
"Take your time." Allison instructed. "Scott knows Stiles like I know you, and he knows that Stiles is really into you. Don't make a mistake you'll regret." She winked, and Lydia laughed.
"You think I should talk to him?" Lydia asked, fighting for the right decision.
Allison shrugged. "I'm not saying that. But I am saying that you'll be the one to regret it if you make the wrong choice. I've seen the way Stiles looks at you..." She trailed off. "And they way you look at him."Lydia smiled, and nodded. "You're right. But I can’t face him yet. I still need time." She said. " I don't wanna rush into anything."
Allison nodded. "That's my girl."
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Perfect ○ A Stydia Fanfiction
FanficThey're perfect for each other; when will they realise?