AN: This is my first try in fanfiction properly. I really hope you read this and like it and im open to your ideas on any other fanfics you may have but seeing as im new you will have to bare with me :) please review! im open to constructive criticism, and I dont know whether to continue with this or leave it as a one shot its up to you lovely people :)
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Feelings
Stiles tried to keep a straight face when he noticed the couple together. Aidan. Alpha Ass of the year. What does she even see in that jerk?! He tried to keep telling himself that he didn't care and also that he had no reason to care but a part of him,a pretty fricking big part, wasn't buying it.
All the looks they shared in class, the hand holding and last but not least, the kissing. Every moment that Lydia and Aidan were together was a stab in the chest. He thought he was getting over her and seeing her as a purely platonic friend (if thats even possible, thought stiles grudgingly). He was doing pretty well too if it hadn't been for that one moment that brought all those gut wrenching feelings rushing back into him. That one moment that gave him something he should never have were Lydia was concerned. Hope. Stiles constantly reminded himself that the kiss was to help him get over his panic attack and noting more.
But as he walks down the depressing hallways of beacon hills high, he notices Aidan and Lydia hugging (for the millionth time thinks stiles). He was planning to just walk by like nothing was wrong, but noticed something about Lydia. As she was hugging Aidan she looked straight into stiles eyes, searching for what felt like answers. Feeling a little nervous, stiles walks past them feeling lydia's eyes on him all the way.
Maybe, just maybe, its not all in my head thought stiles hopefully and continued down the halls will a small smile creeping up on him and that one something he shouldn't have. Hope.