Hey there, so this is my first attempt to write a fan fiction, I'm sorry if this sucks, but I just wanted to share it anyway. Apologies in advance for my grammar mistakes, English is not my first language and this was really hard for me to write. Ok so, every chapter is inspired by a song, and like this is the first one it has to be their song right?

PS: this doesn't contain a lot of supernatural stuff, it's purely romance yay. And It's rated M for possible future mature content. Also there will be mentions of other couples, but this is and will always be a Stydia fan fiction.

PS2: I don't own teen wolf, or any of the characters here mentioned.

The Nicest Thing

Maybe we could be the start of something.

Be together at the start of time.

There's a ghost upon the moor tonight,

Now it's in our house.

When you walked into the room just then,

It's like the sun came out.

Start of Time- Gabrielle Aplin.

If anyone would have told her a year ago that werewolves, kanimas, banshees or any other supernatural creature exist in real world she would have probably declare them insane. There was no way in hell she would believe that. She was completely rational. All her scientific knowledge made it absolutely impossible for her to even believe something like that would be real. If she hasn't seen it, then is not real. But now she hasn't only seen it, but experienced in a way she would have never expected. She was surrounded by werewolves, hunters, she had dated a psycho killer lizard and she was a banshee. She didn't even understand what that really means to her life, but it was definitely not a good thing. She couldn't stop listening voices, finding dead bodies, or waking up in the middle of the night, screaming like crazy, scared.

If anyone would have told her she would stop being the most popular girl in school to become some crazy weird chick writing backwards on walls, and changing her normal activities like shopping, going parties, and supporting her -lacrosse captain- boyfriend she would have definitely declare them stupid. She couldn't imagine her life without those things, without Jackson. And now he was werewolf living in London and she was an "immune to werewolf bite girl who can predict death". What-The-Hell.

But if anyone would have told Lydia Martin she was going to spend most of her evenings plotting against evil supernatural creatures, talking about random stuff, eating junk food or just watching weird movies with Stiles Stilinski, she would have probably ask again what that meant cause -"What the hell is a Stiles?"-, of course, she didn't even know who he was.

However, truth is after all this months of pure insanity, Lydia found herself genuinely enjoying his company. There is no point in denying the fact that they became good friends. After all, she was his emotional tether, whatever that meant for both of them. Stiles had been there for her whenever she needed, not even expecting anything in exchange. He was just there, by her side, making himself sure she was safe and that itself was a blessing given the circumstances. So of course it was just a matter of time for them to acknowledge the fact that, in some sort of way they needed each other to be completely fine in their crazy world. If there was any possibility to be fine in their world.

There were moments when Lydia really though she was going mad. Unable to handle the weight of it all, she felt like losing control, and that wasn't really something Lydia Martin was used to. Those moments of darkness where when she needed him the most. She knew she could just call him, anytime, and he would be there, making his best effort to calm her, to make her believe everything was okay, that they were safe now. And in some way that was true. Stiles would never lie to her, he just couldn't. They had figured out who the Darach was, Deucalion has left, and for now everything seemed to be fine. But Lydia was already trained in the art of being suspicious of anything good that happened, which was the reason why she constantly needed some sort of confirmation that everything was really okay, that she didn't have to worry about her own life or her friends being in danger, and Stiles was the only one capable of giving her that certainty. Of course she had a boyfriend to take care of her. She was Lydia Martin, and despite everything that had happened, she's still the smartest and prettiest girl in school, and boys keep chasing after her. Not that she had chosen the best one though. After all the events of that night, Lydia and Aiden became closer, and started a relationship a bit more serious than it was before. He obviously cared about her, and even if her friends weren't completely okay with her decision, there wasn't really anything they could do to change her mind. However, it wasn't him the one to calm her down during her breakdowns, and certainly he wasn't the one that loved her the most either.

Stiles and Lydia agreed to meet that night. The girl had called him asking if he was available 'cause she didn't had any plans since Aiden had some brother stuff with Ethan and she really didn't want to stay at her place on a Friday night. The boy had agreed due to the fact that he was alone and Scott had already made plans with his mom. By the time she arrived, he had already made the popcorn and selected the movie for the night. Lydia couldn't stop herself from thinking that was cute. Really cute.

"That was it?" She said as credits of the movie showed up at the screen.

"What?" He asked in disbelief.

"I mean… is that all?"

"Sorry"?

"Oh my god, are you deaf or what?" Lydia was definitely losing her patience.

"Nope. I'm just trying to ignore your lack of excitement."

"I didn't find it that good if you want me to be completely honest".

Stiles rolled his eyes still unable to believe that Lydia didn't like Star Trek as much as he did.

"You know nothing Lyd, just go back to watch the notebook".

"Is that supposed to be a bad thing? 'cause it doesn't offend me. " She said, at the same time she was really offended. Was he really underestimating her just for liking romantic movies?

"I'm just saying man; you're such a girly girl."

"No I am not." She exclaimed, trying to sound angry this time.

"You know, next time I'm gonna invite Allison… or Isaac. Or both of them, given the circumstances". He said expecting her to get mad. Not that she was jealous of Allison, she's her best friend, but Lydia hated being replaced, and Stiles knew it.

"Yeah whatever Stiles, I have to go." And He made it, she was pissed.

"I thought you had the whole night…" –he was testing her- she though, what an asshole.

"I did, I just happen to change my mind".

"See, I was right, you're such a girl".

"Maybe it is because I am a girl, not my fault you don't know how to act in front of one."

"That's…wow, thanks Lydia; I forgot I needed a reminder on how many girls I haven't got close with in my entire life."

She couldn't stop herself from laughing at his words, and as she did, he did too. There was something about her smile that he loved, and the feeling was a hundred percent better when it was him the responsible of her laughing. If she was being completely honest with herself, she was unable to get mad at him; even if mostly of the time he was a total dork. There was just something about him that exuded innocence and safety to her, and that made her enjoy his company even more.

Lydia didn't realize how the night passed, till she woke up in the middle of the night on his bed. Stiles wasn't anywhere around, and she assumed he had taken the couch just to not bother her. She also realized he took her to bed, removed her shoes and covered her with a blanket while she was completely slept. She suddenly felt a warm feeling in her heart, something she knew it wasn't right, but at the same time felt like it was. She shook the thoughts of her head, trying to deny the fact that what she felt couldn't just be simply removed. It was the start of something. She knew it.