"Thanks for the ride." I smiled at stiles, standing in my doorway as I sit perched on my bed, nervous at how I had to bring Scott into my head and then wake up to go to school for my first day as a junior. It feels like yesterday I walked up to Alli and declared our friendship.
"Uh no problem. So you're okay with the plan?" He asked, his golden chocolate eyes trained on my nervous stance.
"Yeah, all I have to do is use my social powers to discover if any freshmen are acting crazy, and oh yeah interrogate my dead best friend. Pretty easy." I smirked sarcastically back at him. "But to be completely honest, I don't know if I'm ready to go back to school... Last time I was there, so was Allison, and now she's just an occupant of my dreams." I sighed. Everything was too overwhelming for me.
Stiles came and sat next to me on my bed while I continued to stare at the floor. I really need to vacuum. The ground underneath my feet is covered with little particles of dirt and dust, that as a clean freak, I would prefer were non-existing. "Lydia, look at me so I can talk to you." stiles stated calmly while his light wash jeans rubbed on my thigh.
"Why can't you talk to me while I'm looking at the floor?" I asked, sarcasm dripping from my voice. I felt his hand suddenly under my chin as he lifted my face to look at those honey gold eyes of his.
"Okay better. Lydia, I know you feel alone, but you have me. And Scott. And, even though it doesn't seem like it, Malia. She may seem a little jealous of you but that's because I told her we were done, and then I came around your house and stayed with you for like three days... But, she was a coyote and she knows that anyone in your pack, is family, no matter what, okay?" his words echoed through my mind as I contemplated everyone I left behind when I stopped doing anything. Stiles, Scott, my Mom, even Alli... if I would have accepted her death, but continued to think about her, I could've seen her a long time ago.
"Thank you Stiles, I really needed that..." and then I was wrapped around him. His aroma of pine trees and apples, welcoming me, swimming around me, filling my nose until it was all I could smell. But, the wierd thing is... I uh liked it.
I liked everything about it. The warm Autumn scent filled me up.
Actually, I liked everything about him. Stiles Stilinski, the guy who had a crush on me since third grade, who annoyed the absolute shit out of me, who I never gave a second glance to, who I finally noticed as a friend, who protected me at whatever caust, who would start a war for me, who would never leave me behind, who was the only one there for me, who I began to tolerate, who saved me multiple times, who I trusted, who's sarcasm always revealed a laugh of mine, who I absolutely needed, who I still need, who I still like.
Who I love.
My epiphany of sorts came and hit me like a train. It pushed me and broke my mind like a glass cup, then put it back together. It left me bruised and battered in a way I didn't know how to fix. I pulled back from the hug.
Stiles had a stunned look on his face, which accented his features very well. My shaking hands shot up and cupped his face. I looked into his gooey eyes and absolutely melted, to the point where my soft pink lips were abruptly pressed to his rough ones.
I closed my eyes and absorbed him into me. His calloused, but soft hands were running through my hair. His lips opened, as we deepened the kiss and I pressed closer to him, wrapping my thin arms around his neck.
This kiss was nothing like the kiss in the locker rooms when he had the pannick atack. This kiss was raw and pure passion, acknowledging the obvious attraction to eachother, as a real feeling.
My arms still around his neck, I pulled back to look at him. when his eyes opened I saw excitement, love, hope, and many more emotions plastered to his face. I smiled back at his goofy face and started to talk,"You do know we need to discuss what just happened," I laughed.
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It happened it finally happened
You're welcome my friends.
Okay so next chapter we'll launch into the whole Allison situation and stuff.
Okay I'll try to update ASAP but sadly I do have a life so I'll try...
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Anchor ✵ stydia au
FanfictionClank. Clank clank. - After Allison dies tragically, Lydia falls into a deep depression. She only gets out of bed for food and doesn't talk. Stiles is blaming himself for Allison and he comes over one night just to talk but ends up staying the night...