Finally- Stydia One shot [COMPLETED]

Finally

Disclaimer: I don't own teen wolf or it's characters, I only own the plot of this story.

Stiles shouldn't be jealous, Lydia's not even his girlfriend. His girlfriend(which sounded really unfamiliar) was dancing with Isaac whose girlfriend was dancing with her ex boyfriend Scott, and Kira was well sitting next to Stiles talking to him about something. He tried to pay attention he really did but it was deeming impossible 'cause Lydia was looking gorgeous in her dress. Stiles knew he never had a chance with her but seeing her with other guys made his insides churn. But the thought of Malia with someone else didn't trouble him. Was he a bad boyfriend for thinking that?

"Stiles?" He snapped his attention back to Kira who had a knowing look an her face.

"Yeah? Sorry" He said grinning sheepishly still looking at Lydia from the corner of his eye.

"You still like her don't you?"

"W-who?" Stiles stuttered scared that he was caught

"Lydia you idiot! You still like her."

"Uh- oh hey Malia!" Stiles said changing the subject as she came towards him kissing him on the cheek. But then Lydia came towards him hugging him lightly.

"You look handsome tonight Stilinski" she whispered in his ear and laughed slightly upon seeing his tomato red face a knowing look an her face which he couldn't exactly interpret at the moment.

He also didn't notice Malia standing behind them a sad smile on her face because she knew she was loosing Stiles but happy that she was loosing him to his first love since she just wanted him to be happy.

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Normally Stiles could control himself, especially on public occasions so he didn't know why he messed up so badly. All because of Lydia Martin.

He remembered gripping the wine bottle tightly on Lydia's birthday party as he watched a jock wrap his arms around her. He remembered pulling away from Malia to stalk Lydia and the guy to make sure they weren't doing anything inappropriate but then he returned back to Malia so he woudn't get arrested.

After everyone was gone Allison wanted Lydia to open presents. Scott and Isaac were talking about lacrosse and Stile was listing to their conversation until Lydia came out after changing into a dress one of the jocks had given her.

"What the hell is that?" It slipped out of his mouth before he realized. Lydia was wearing the shortest dress in the history of short dresses. It was one of those rare moments where you got to see Lydia actually shy. Scott and Isaac immediately turned away, Allison was grinning at Stiles reaction whereas Malia was frowning as Stiles didn't stop his staring

"Holy shit" he said once again. He could sense Malia glaring cause who woudn't but he could not care less.

After Lydia changed and looked confident again he wanted to kiss her right then and there.

Why was he with Malia again?

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Stiles knew what he wanted to do. He had to do.

"Malia!" he called out as he approached her.

"Hey Stiles, as much I hate it I have to get to class."

"Look I need to talk to you" he was sweating

"About?" Malia was confused since Stiles was the one who always encouraged her to not miss classes

"I....uh"shit how was he supposed to say"I uh wanted to tell you about...uh..Lydia"

"Please stop. I know what you are talking about. I have seen the way you look at her and the way your hear beats around her."

He stared at her blankly before saying" I am so sorry"

"It's okay I get it..you had a crush on her since third grade..that just doesn't go away. Now go get her and I swear if you break her heart I will kill you."

"I wouldn't dream about it" Stiles laughed relieved before running down the hallways

"Lydia I want to talk" she turned around smiling slightly.

"What happened, who died?" she asked jokingly.

"I broke up with Malia." Stiles said looking at the gorgeous girl in front of him.

"What? why? Are you ok-" Stiles cut her off slamming his lips to hers. He was done waiting and not being able to kiss her whenever he wanted. He was done. Lydia kissed him with the same intensity pushing him backwards pinning him to the wall. The passion was there which was all Stiles had dreamed of or maybe better than his dreams

"Stilinski get to class. What did I say about PDA in the hallways." Coach shouted making Lydia pull away from stiles with a small blush on her face

"Sorry coach." Stiles said a goofy smile on his face before kissing Lydia once again before running to class which he was sure he was going to get detention for being late not noticing the lipstick on his lips. The girl of his dreams was finally his.