Anyone But Her

Drunk Truths

Mixed POV:

It had started to storm heavily just before they got out the jeep so they decided to make a run for it, as Stiles quickly led her in front unlocking the door and letting her in. It was around 3am and it was so dark, they couldn't see a thing. Lydia flicked the switch on to Stiles's protest. "What about my parents?" He said in a hushed whisper but Lydia seemed to be ignoring him as she had found a yellow post it note stuck to the tv.

"Nope. It says that your parents are out for the night and that they'll be back tomorrow lunchtime." She said almost cheerfully in response. They were both soaked from the rain and Lydia especially looked really cold and damp in her skimpy dress. "Erm Lydia? Why don't you go get changed into some comfy clothes? you'll dry off faster and i mean we have extra blankets if you're cold in bed or if..." Lydia quickly cut him off, her hair was wet to her head and her makeup was all smudged when she looked at him.

"Erm...Stiles i don't want to sleep in his bed tonight i don't even want to be near him. I want to sleep down here...w-will you stay with me and keep me safe?" Lydia spoke quietly as if she'd given up, as she avoided all eye contact with him. "Downstairs? You want me to stay with you b-but...what about Jackson?" He replied nervously. He would love nothing more than that but even he knew that was risky.

"It's fine Stiles, he always stays over at the house at parties, he gets too off his head, trust me he won't be back till tomorrow and he won't even notice that we aren't there." She said calmly. "So it looks like we have the place to ourselves for the rest of the night..." Stiles said slightly awkwardly as he put his hands through his wet hair, making it look even messier. "I guess so...wait i have an idea! How about we grab loads of blankets and covers and pillows and bring them down here onto this sofa and i have a bottle of vodka upstairs and we can find some snacks and just drink amongst ourselves tonight? Come on at least then we can still get drunk and have a good time with better company, plus it will be fun!" She pleaded with a smile before she took off her tall heels and with one nod from Stiles she sped off upstairs. This was going to be an interesting night for sure.

After changing into some dry clothes, drying their hair and Lydia wiping her makeup off, the two were sat cuddled up in tons of blankets wearing Stiles' sweats, which swamped Lydia, and eating crisps. Both now were fairly drunk after going through 3/4 of the first bottle of vodka already with shots.

"Ooooh oh i know i know what about...we play truth or dare!!" Lydia said excitedly as she moved up closer to Stiles, by now the pair were much more relaxed and comfortable with each other on account of being drunk. "Hmmm i usually would say no but since it's you...fine." Stiles exclaimed as he turned to face her more. "Okay o-okay i'll start!" She said giddily. "Truth or dare Mr Stilinski?" She raised one eyebrow up at him which made him chuckle a little.

"Oh ermmm i don't know...truth i guess..." he responded while popping a chip into his mouth. "Are you a virgin?" Lydia popped the question so randomly that Stiles nearly choked on his chip. "Shit erm well...do we have to play this? Can't i pick dare instead?" he whined as he tried hard to avoid the question. "No no you can't do that you chose truth come on it's fine i won't tell anybody trust me." She said with a smile as she placed a light hand on his arm.

"Erm well okay erm...don't fucking laugh at me please or tell anyone cause i will find you and kill you." Stiles said as he pointed at her which made her giggle. "Stilessss just get on with ittt" She encouraged him further but he was still cautious. "Can't i just take a shot of vodka instead?" Stiles quickly suggested. "Ughhh fineee you boring ass. It's my turn!!" She squeaked as Stiles downed his shot quickly, making him shudder. "Okay okay Lyds...Truth or dare?" He said with a smirk.

"Ummmm i pick Truth!" She squealed back at him as she finished her drink and shuffled even closer to him, her little body getting lost in all the blankets. "Okay...so what about...Are you a virgin?" He proposed the question back to her taking an empty Pringles can as a faux microphone and holding it up to her for the answer. She began to giggle even more at his actions. "Okay that's an easy one. No i am not." She replied as she swiftly took the microphone off him to use herself.