Are you ready?"

"No, Lydia I can´t come out with this clothes!"

Stiles went shopping together with Lydia because SHE thought he needed knew clothes. He was regretting ever saying yes to her. It was more exhausting than going running together with Derek.

"Nonsense. Come out. Right now!" she demanded.

"But-" Stiles whined.

"No but, get your ass right out there."

Slowly Stiles steps infront of Lydia. "Turn around." She looks at him frowning. "Bend over!"

A shop assistant passing them began to giggle. Stiles groaned "Lydia."

"Perfect, who knew you had such a sweet ass. You need more skinny jeans."

"No, no just no. Enough."

"Relax, I´ll get them for you." She said annoyed and left Stiles groaning.

"Why did I agree to go shopping? Why?!" the boy mumbled.

"Don´t you start whining again. You want to look good, so put these on." The girl handed Stiles three skinny jeans plus two sweaters, a t-shirt and a jacket.

An hour and two jeans, one sweater and one jacket later, they left the shop to go for some coffee.

"You nervous?" Lydia wanted to know.

"What?"

"Are you nervous because of your date tonight dumbass?"

That caused the boy to laugh and he answered "Not really. Is that bad?" Lydia shook her head.

"Does it feel strange to help somebody who is now dating your ex?" She blinked at his question. "Not really, I´m over him. I mean I think I´ll always love him. Just not in that way."

"That is nice to know." Stiles smiled at Lydia. He continued "Anything else we need to do?"

Lydia thought for a second before answering "Hairdresser, tanning salon-"

"Stop right there. Okay we can go to the hairdresser but no tan. I like how pale I am." She didn´t look convinced but didn´t disagree with him.

"Let´s go now so I can shower before Jackson picks me up."

Somebody was ringing the bell and Stiles hurried down the stairs to open the front door. It was Jackson standing there, now gaping and blinking. "What happened?" Stiles frowned at him. "Just forget it. You look good let´s get going." Stiles grinned and closed the door after him. Following Jackson to the car the boy asked "What do we do? Where are we going? I hope there is food because I´m starving."

The other one rolled his eyes at Stiles babbling but opened the door of the car for Stiles to get onto the passenger seat. "Thanks."

Jackson slipped onto the driver seat but before starting driving he said "Don´t you dare and tell anybody about this." He started the engine.

"What? Why?" Stiles wanted to know but Jackson simply answered. "You will know. Promise me you won´t tell." The boy just nodded dumbfounded.

It was a short drive before the reached the destination. But Stiles didn´t know what Jacksons plan was. They were in the middle of the woods.

Jackson took Stiles hand and tugged him deeper into the dark woods. Silently they walked for about ten minutes then Jackson put a blindfold on Stiles. "What´s the point of that?"

"You´ll see."

When Jackson took it off Stiles was gasping. They were on a cliff where you could see the whole city and more but that was not it. There was a blanket and a basket full of food. The meadow around the blanket was full of red candles. It was incredible and Stiles was surprised that Jackson was a romantic deep down.

"If you don´t like it-" Jackson was cut off with a gentle kiss. "It´s perfect, thanks to you. You really know how to use second chances I see."

Jackson was blushing. "Hey you are blushing that´s adorable." Stiles cooed. "Shut up." The other boy grumbled. "Now I know what you meant before. I will tell nobody that you are my new romantic boyfriend. Promise" Stiles giggled.

"Are we boyfriends?"

"If you want to." Stiles replied shyly.

He kissed him and took his hand sitting down on the blanket. "I hope I´ve got something you like."

The two boys fed each other with things out of Jacksons mysterious basket. After that they sat there on the cliff watching the beautiful lights in the dark night.

Jackson drove Stiles home around midnight promising him another date at the end of the week. Gently they kissed before parting to get home.

To Jackson:

See you tomorrow. I had a really incredible evening. Thank you.

To Stiles:

Me too. Goodnight Stiles.

"Scott, hurry up or we´ll be late for class!" Stiles shouted infront of Scotts house. "I´m here. We have twenty minutes left, don´t you exaggerate. The other boy answered.

"And who said that I don´t have anything to do before class?"

"Huh, what do you need to do?"

Stiles was rolling his eyes at his friend. "Nothing." Scott frowned at him. "Werewolf, remember. I can hear when you are lying."

Groaning Stiles said "I´ve to talk to somebody." Surprisingly Scott let it go.

"You know that you reek of Jackson?" Now Scott seemed to get the whole thing and was silent for the rest of the drive.

Reaching the school Stiles looked for Jackson. He saw him and Jackson saw him too but instead of coming over he turned around. The boy walked away together with Danny.

Stiles felt a bit off. Yesterday evening was so absolutely not Jackson but this, yeah that was the Jackson he knew. Disappointed he followed Scott to class. And if it hadn´t been bad enough they had Harris now.

After the lesson Stiles was standing alone in the school corridor and now Jackson was coming to him. No, if he ignores me I ignore him too the boy thought and fled through the next door.

At lunch Stiles sat down between Scott and Isaac and started to flirt with various people sitting by their table but never once looked at Jackson. He had fun and Stiles knew that Jackson was unpleased and angry about him flirting with other people. Jealousy was always one of Jacksons flaws.

Before leaving for class Stiles looked at Jackson for a second and was pleased with what he saw. The jock was tense and you could see the anger in his eyes.

Stiles was cheering on the inside.

After school Jackson pinned Stiles to his Jeep and demanded to know "What was that?"

"You are asking me? Who was literally running away from me before school? If you don´t want to be seen with the hyperactive, gangly kid you have to break up with me. No just let me do it. It´s over, have a nice life." Stiles pushed away the surprised boy and drove away without looking back.

Stiles was disappointed he had thought that it would at least last for some days but it was Jackson fucking Whittemore. What was it what he had expected? His dad was on a double shift and Scott was having a date with Allison so nobody he could talk to.

From Lydia:

How are you?

Lydia. Stiles had forgotten about her. Why would she ask him that question. Of course. This is Lydia Martin. She knows everything.

To Lydia:

How do you know?

Seconds later.

To Lydia:

What do you think how I feel after a break-up? Peachy.

From Lydia:

Am at your house in ten minutes.

He opened the front door, Lydia entered and after he closed the door behind her, she hugged him tightly caressing his back gently with her left hand.

"The date was perfect. We had a picnic in the woods with candles and everything. And then he ignored me this morning so I ignored him. I may have done some flirting infront of his eyes. Then he pins me against the Jeep and wants to know what that was. So I tell him if he doesn´t want to be seen with me we should break up and after that I broke up with him." Stiles blurted out.

"Let´s watch some movies upstairs." Lydia suggests and Stiles nodded. The fall asleep on his bed while watching "The Notebook". There is a loud noise and suddenly there is a third person in Stiles room.

Lydia woke up through the noise and looked right at the person mouthing "Go, you have hurt him enough!" The girl never told Stiles about Jacksons nightly visit.

On the next day Stiles didn´t see Jackson and he was a bit reliefed about that fact knowing it would hurt to look at him. He did know that they were together for only one day but... But nothing he has to get over this.

But Jackson was planning something, asking Lydia for help. Before agreeing to help the jealous boy she slapped him hard.

So one day later they had a lacrosse game and Stiles was on the field playing instead of sitting on the bench. It was a hell of a game but they won. Stiles had made one goal and was satisfied with his performance.

Everybody was cheering. All of a sudden someone yanked his helmet of his head and lips crached onto his kissing him wildly. Stiles knew this lips, it was Jackson. The boy wanted to leave and pulled away but Jackson hugged him with wolf powers.

Suddenly it was completely silent and every eye was on this two boys kissing and hugging in the middle of the lacrosse fiels after winning the game. The cheering started again if possible even louder than before. Their friends were wolf-whistling at them as well as shouting their names at the tops of their lungs. Somewhere in the crowd of people was a big sign with a heart in which there you could read "Stiles + Jackson".

Jackson pointed over to the sign so that Stiles would see it. Hopefully the other boy would except his apology now. "Stiles, I´m sorry-" He was interrupted with a kiss. That seemed to be their thing nobody could finish his speech before beeing interrupted with a kiss. "It´s okay. But you better have a good idea for our next date, dumbass."

Stiles was smiling at Jackson and that was all he wanted.