Anyone But Her

The Morning After

Stiles woke up to the sun glaring through his window, hurting his eyes as he began rubbing them slightly. He suddenly remembered the night before and he sat up more in bed. He was completely naked under the covers and he quickly noticed the Lydia was too next to him. cuddled into him with her head resting on his chest. His heart fluttered upon seeing her, last night was one of the best nights of his life, she was amazing. He couldn't believe it. Lydia Martin had taken his virginity. Fuck. He just wished she was his, so he could show her off to the world.

The sun moved further around his room and draped itself across Lydia's body, making her look angelic. He couldn't understand how someone could look so perfect in the morning, let alone when they're asleep. Her long eyelashes fanned across her pearly cheeks as she took small slow breaths. Her hair was an amazing golden mess, looking like pure liquid gold under the sunlight.

Stiles felt a wave of sadness sweep over him and he remembered Jackson. Lydia will probably regret this so much and pretend it never happened which would break his heart. All he wanted to do was love her, but i guess they just weren't meant to be together like that, i guess he was destined to love her from a far, like he'd always done. He quickly picked up his phone to check the time and it read, 11:35. Shit! His parents would be home soon and so would Jackson.

Despite not wanting to wake her up, he knew he had to, they had to hide all the mess they made and everything that happened last night. "Lyds? Lydia? please wake up. We've slept in. Everyone will be home soon." He gently prodded her and used his right hand to stroke her cheek slightly as she fluttered her eyes open against the bright sunlight. "Stiles? What? Wait..." She quickly looked down at the pair of them, her eyes wide as she also remembered last night. "Oh Fuck Stiles. What have we done?" She quickly stood up, walking across his hard wood floor and grabbing one of his t-shirts as she threw it over herself. It came down to her thighs and god damn did she look adorable in it.

"Wait wait Lydia? Do you regret it?...Last night...what happened?" Stiles' voice was sleepy and ached with sadness as he looked at her with glassy eyes. "Cause you know I don't. I don't regret it one bit. You was amazing." He spoke softly with a smile as he looked at her. Lydia stopped collecting her stuff from around the room and stood still to look at him.

"Honestly Stiles? No. No i don't. Not in the slightest, it was...just like..perfect to me...but...see that's the problem Stiles. I should regret it, it shouldn't have happened. I cheated on my boyfriend, your half brother in fact. Oh god it's all such a mess." Stiles sat down on the bed as he put on his grey sweatpants. He sat down on the bed and looked to the floor, he knew she was right, it hurt to hear her say it, but he knew it was true.

They remained silent for a while as he helped her pick all of her clothes up and she put on her clothes from last night. Before they left his room, Lydia stopped him. "Stiles i know i sound like a stupid bitch who's just stole your virginity... ohh my gosh I took your virginity..." she quickly remembered with wide eyes before placing her head in her hands. "My god I literally am the biggest dick. i- it's just you know we both have to..you know pretend that this didn't happen, it doesn't leave this room and we can't tell anybody. We'll just say that last night we both came home and went to bed. And as for Jackson...well i'll have to pretend like i didn't see him cheat too, it would cause to many problems to bring up...plus i mean we both cheated that night..." She trailed off looking at the floor as if in deep thought.

"Lyds..." Stiles tried to say something but she cut him off. "No Stiles. You can't call me that anymore or Princess, if Jackson was to hear you...he'd just know something was up..." Stiles smirked slightly, becoming cocky as remembered. "Well you sure as hell didn't mind me calling you Princess last night when I was f-..." he started to laugh but Lydia quickly cut him off in slight embarrassment as she turned a shade of pink. "STILES! Hush, please don't say it. You know that this has to stop you can't touch me or flirt with me anymore, it's all got to just stop. You know if we got caught he'd kill us both." She said in defeat, refusing to look him in the eye but Stiles just couldn't leave it like that.

He quickly stopped laughing, his amusement gone as he thought about not getting never getting to hold her again. "Okay Lydia if that's it? If this is the last time i'll ever kiss you or touch you or anything? Please just let me..." He spoke quietly, looking at her intently, barely finishing his sentence before stepping closer to her and grabbing her arms gently. She looked up at him slowly, her eyes looked on the brim with tears as she rested her forehead against his. Stiles took everything about her in for the last time, her scent, the way her eyes looked up close, the little freckles that poked through on her face.

He tilted his head slightly and kissed her with everything he had. If this was going to be their last kiss he wanted to give it everything he had to make her remember it. The kiss quickly became more passionate and intimate as she gently tugged on his hair and he gripped her waist like she was keeping him grounded. They both slowly pulled away, both not wanting to but knowing they had to, as they took deep breaths looking deeply into each other's eyes.

"God Stiles, In another life...i know i'd be yours..but not in this one. I just wish i met you first. I really do." She said quietly as she remained close to him, hooking her arms around the back of his neck. "Lydia...i'm so sorry...i was such a douchebag to you for so long i was just mad. I was angry that he got there first, not me. I've always just wanted you" She looked at him with a small smile before shushing him. "Shhhh Stiles it's fine i understand." She moved her head back at him, taking in all his features on his face. "Wow. I just know you're gonna find the most perfect girl and you're going to make her so happy one day." Lydia said genuinely with a smile, her eyes full of tears as she placed a small kiss on his cheek but her voice was full of sadness.

"Lydia...don't. I don't want anyone else. I mean what if i already found the perfect girl for me but she wasn't mine to have?" He looked down at her. He didn't know what to do anymore, how was he supposed to move on with someone else when he already had found all he was looking for right here? She looked at him quietly for a moment. "No. Stiles. Shush you will. She's out there i believe it." She whimpered sadly as if not even wanting to believe herself.

"Trust me just don't lose you're sweetness and sexy cocky attitude and you'll have all the girls after you." She said with a slight chuckle which made him smile. He could tell she was hurting so bad and he was too. He felt so empty. "I'll try my best Princes-I mean Lydia" he quickly corrected himself and she gave him a light smile and with that they both headed downstairs to finish cleaning up in silence, not speaking one more word on it.