Anyone But Her

That's just the way he is

Lydia yelped in surprise and put her hands out reflexively as she felt something hard and wet. She looked up to see Stiles stood there with a shocked look on his face as he stood awkwardly in just a towel. His hair looked almost black from the shower and his body surprised Lydia. Despite appearing skinny to her, under all those baggier clothes he wore, he was fairly muscular, especially in his lower stomach and at his hips. Lydia's eyes instantly gravitated to his prominent v-line and she had to remind herself to stop.

She didn't mean to stare but she could almost not help it. Although, She decided to quickly look up as soon as she saw him notice. "What the fuck Lydia?! Can't you see i'm coming out of the shower here!?" Stiles spoke quickly with a sudden anger that almost seemed to be there to hide his embarrassment. He seemed to shift awkwardly on his feet and move his arms uncomfortably to cover his body as if he was ashamed. It confused her, if he had a body this good why would he be insecure about it? She knew that Jackson was quite the opposite about his and would often find every given opportunity to get his body out if he could.

Lydia went bright red with embarrassment and tried to look anywhere but his body. She definitely didn't find him attractive... i mean of course she couldn't he was Jackson's brother, but she could probably now understand why a girl might. She bit her lip anxiously before replying. "Ermmm i'm s-sorry Stiles I- I was just erm going to the b-bathroom." She stuttered stating the obvious. She hated how she'd suddenly become so weak and pathetic, this was so unlike her.

"Right...well erm i'll just get out you're way shall i?" He responded in almost a shy and quiet manner that confused Lydia for a second It was so unlike his usual sarcastic angst she usually heard from him. However, his tone soon returned to normal as he seemed to shake himself back to reality. "Well it would have been nice if you'd knocked first you know? you shouldn't act like you own the damn place...oh no wait you already do that." He said harshly, anger hinting his voice once more.

"Excuse me, i DO NOT walk around like i own the place thank you i just presumed you was upstairs in your room, you asshole!" Lydia replied back just as hostile she was so sick of this guy insulting her. "Wow you have some nerve calling me an asshole when you act the way you do, i mean remember you're in my house? but with the way you act anyone would think you lived here not me!" Stiles retorted angrily while crossing his arms over his chest, which instantly made his arms look much bigger. His hair still flopped messily over his head and his wet eyelashes appeared darker, making his eyes stand out so much.

"Oh shut up would you, that is so uncalled for! i do not act like that at all you're the one acting like such a jerk like honestly what have i ever done to you? Nothing. And yet, in return you're nothing but horrible back to me like i've killed you in a past life or something!" Lydia yelled back furiously at Stiles' accusations and his overall mean demeanour.

"Oh don't over exaggerate Princess i'm hardly that horrible to you. i barely speak to you, plus you're the one who's horrible i mean not too long ago you said downstairs that i 'don't mean a thing to you' so why should it matter if i'm mean to you or not?" Stiles replied sarcastically, with an arrogant smile to match, this irritated Lydia to the max just because she knew he was right.

"Well i mean...erm...i mean you know what you're right i don't care what you think of me it's not you i need to impress and i don't care about you because you're a horrible and rude dick so why should i bother? Plus don't you dare call me 'Princess' i am nobody's Princess and definitely not yours!" Lydia replied back hastily with fury filling her eyes, as she defiantly stood her ground against the tall boy.

Stiles looked almost shocked but also a little bit hurt at her reply for reasons Lydia couldn't fully understand. Although, this soon disappeared as he just laughed at her, his arrogance showing through as he rested one of his forearms high above on the door frame, making Lydia feel more intimated, despite how good his body looked in this position.