Okay, so first of all I want to start off by apologising for the ridiculous delay on this next chapter. I've had some personal issues that needed to be dealt with the past couple of weeks, and that added on with school work meant that I completely neglected this fic so I do apologise! Also I want to say again, thank you so much for all the lovely positive reviews, they mean a lot to me and if you guys would like to see this turn out a certain way, or want to see a certain interaction in any upcoming chapters then just drop a suggestion in my reviews and i'll try my best to fit it into this story hope you enjoy this chapter!
Two days it had been, two days since literal chaos had occurred, since Lydia had witnessed the fight and consequential death of Kali by the hands of the Darach, who was also now presumed dead, also leaving her to deal with two very wounded twin alphas, who fortunately are now back to their normal selves and also two days since Lydia was told by Peter of Stiles risking his own to save her life on the night of the Dance. You would have thought, that for a girl who had only a few months ago found out about the whole werewolf supernatural side of Beacon Hills and also being a supernatural entity herself, that this would all be too much, but all Lydia could think about was that at some point today, she would run into Stiles, and at some point they would have to speak.
She had seen him yesterday briefly walking through the corridor whilst Aiden was trying to make some awkward sexual joke that admittedly she did laugh at, partly because it was a little bit funny, but mainly because she found it adorable at how hard he had been trying the last couple of days. Stiles had only glanced towards her for a split second that day before looking away and continuing to walk to class with Scott and thankfully she had no classes with him, but today would be a different story.
She was sat with Allison in the cafeteria, the two had been pretty inseparable since everything had happened as they found a way to talk about everything but what either of them had went through. Lydia dazedly looked around the cafeteria whilst eating her apple and paying no attention to the magazine she was currently flicking through. Her gaze was suddenly snapped out of it though when she recognised the lanky dark haired boy walking into the cafeteria along with Scott. Lydia couldn't help but notice the visible bags under the boy's eyes and his weary expression that was etched on his face despite his goofy smile that was trying to cover it up. Lydia tensed at the thought of him noticing her and walking over to join them, so she causally turned her gaze back onto her magazine and nonchalantly began looking through.
"You don't have to worry about them joining us you know." Allison perked up, looking at Lydia with raised eyebrows.
"Hm?" Lydia murmured whilst continuing to look through her magazine, trying to act like she didn't know who her best friend was talking about.
"Scott and Stiles, Scott is trying to keep his distance from me... to give me and Isaac a chance at things." Allison said quietly.
Lydia looked up towards her best friend who was sporting an almost pained expression on her face, "And how does that make you feel?" she said.
"I don't know, I feel bad I guess because he's being so accepting of it."
"Huh." Lydia answered and putting her gaze back onto her magazine, hoping the conversation wouldn't be turned onto her and Stiles.
"Lydia... why haven't you spoken to him?" She heard her friend ask more seriously.
"Spoken to who?" Lydia answered, pretending to be oblivious and refusing to look up at Allison
"Stiles, Lydia. The two of you kissed the other day and now you're acting like you don't even know him again. It isn't fair Lyd, he deserves to be treated better than that." Allison said whilst pulling the magazine away from Lydia and sliding it across the table, out of her reach.
"Okay, one you need to lower your voice, and two, what am I supposed to say? Oh hey Stiles, that kiss which only happened because of a medical emergency maybe confused me a little bit and now, you know because I'm apparently your emotional tether an all I think we should talk about it, even though I'm sort of involved with an alpha twin werewolf who would probably try and rip your face off if anything happened again?" Lydia finished while taking a deep breath and sighing loudly.
"Well you don't have to be so dramatic about it. All I'm saying is, he must be just as confused about everything as you are so maybe talking it out will do the situation some good y'know?" Allison answered, giving Lydia a warm smile which she resented. Of course Allison was right, when was she ever wrong? But after everything Lydia had learnt in the past couple of days, she wasn't sure that she would be able to speak to him without wanting to hit him senselessly for being so stupid.
To Lydia's utter joy, before she could reply the bell rang, indicating that lunch was over and that they had to make their way to their next class, which Lydia quickly did, telling Allison she would meet her at her locker after class. Along the way she was joined in the halls by Aiden who had insisted that he walked her to class, and also insisted on carrying all her books which came as quite an annoyance to her. Sure, if this was a year ago, Lydia would happily play the role of the ditsy girl who couldn't carry her own books to class, but now she was different, she wasn't pretending to be that girl anymore and she was more than capable to carry her own books.
As she reached her classroom, she turned to Aiden, "Thanks for walking me to class." She said as she gave him a smile and reached one hand out to receive her books, Aiden however leaned his shoulder on a locker nearest to the door and smirked towards her.
"You can have your books... after I get a kiss." He said with a toothy grin. The hallway was no longer crowded, with everyone near enough in their classes by now. Lydia smirked back at the red head boy as she walked towards him and placed a long drawn out kiss onto his lips, closing her eyes for a split second before releasing her lips and holding out her hand expectedly. Aiden let out a light laugh as he handed the books over to Lydia before walking towards her and placing his mouth teasingly close to her ear and breathing out.
"See you tonight, beautiful." He whispered before giving her a light kiss on her cheek and walking slowly down the corridor.
Lydia couldn't help but smile as his hot breath hit her skin, leaving slight goosebumps. However, it dropped when she seen who was looking toward her with a sad smile on his face as he walked past her and into their classroom. She went to speak, but no words came, so she simply walked into the class, close behind him and took a seat on the empty desk next to his.
A few minutes had went by as the rest of the class were silently doing their pop quiz and all Lydia could think about was that there was a very clear awkward vibe emitting between herself and Stiles that she now realised, needed to be addressed sooner rather than later. She glanced over at him, he was completely engrossed in his test, leaning his head on his right hand and writing with the other, she couldn't help but smile at how he was mouthing all the questions and answers to himself in such a Stiles like fashion. She brought her bottom lip into her teeth before clearing her throat loud enough, hoping to get his attention. It failed.
Lydia let out a sigh before quickly looking towards their teacher and then back towards Stiles, "Stiles." She whispered before looking back down at her pop quiz and answering a few questions.
He immediately lifted his head as he recognised who's voice was whispering his name, "Yeah?" he whispered back, looking towards the strawberry blonde.
"We need to uh, talk... after class?" Lydia replied in a hushed tone, not breaking her gaze from the piece of paper on her desk.
"O-okay." Stiles simply replied before breaking his gaze from Lydia and back towards his quiz.
As soon as class was over, Lydia quickly walked out of the room, with Stiles in tow and she quickly walked into the nearest empty classroom, she figured the busy hallway was not a place to have this conversation.
She leaned against one of the desks as he closed the door behind him, unable to look at him, She focused on the floor beneath her.
"Soo, what are we here to talk about?" Stiles asked as he remained as close to the door as possible.
She didn't realise how hard it was going to be to speak to him without wanting to shout at him and call him every name under the sun for trying to be a noble idiot, but she decided that conversation was better to be left alone and more important things where at matter. She finally looked up at him and allowed her green eyes to meet his big hazel ones. She noticed how much worse he looked now that she was actually looking at him properly.
"How- how have you been?" Lydia asked quietly
"Oh, fine I uh, have been fine you-"
"Don't lie to me Stiles. You look like crap."
"Oh, well thanks." Stiles said whilst scoffing
Lydia slowly took a few steps closer to get a better look at the boy standing before her. His eyes were definitely a lot wearier and the bags underneath them were very much visible. She kept a stern look on her face as she replied.
"Have you slept much?"
"A little." Stiles replied putting his hands into his Jeans pocket, looking like a sulky child.
"How much is a little Stiles?" Lydia pressed
"Okay, you know what? It doesn't matter okay? Why are you so concerned?"
"Because... I'm your friend Stiles" Lydia said a little unsure of herself, was that the only reason why she was concerned?
"Right, well don't worry about me okay. Instead, why don't you worry about your weird freaking conjoined werewolf twin boyfriend who looks like some weird hulk demon thing when in wolf form!" Stiles spat.
Lydia wanted to argue back, but she couldn't help but let out a laugh at Stiles attempt to insult Ethan and Aiden's werewolf appearance. The laughing continued, and she noticed Stiles' face trying to retain a serious look, before finally giving in and laughing along with her. They remained laughing for a couple of seconds until it eventually died down and Stiles spoke once more.
"Just, don't worry okay? I'll be fine." He said, trying to give her his best reassuring smile which of course, Lydia could see right through but she didn't want them arguing again.
"Well you know, you can talk to me, I mean I am your Deaton proclaimed 'emotional tether' after all" She said in an amusing tone, trying to lighten the previous awkward mood.
Stiles laughed at her comment before speaking again, "Well I can assure you I will be fine, but if I have another panic attack, I know who to call." Stiles said before he was able to stop himself. His face dropped as he realised what he actually said, and Lydia's followed as they both stood there silent and both feeling incredibly awkward. Stiles mouth was agape as he tried speaking again.
"I mean-because you know... uhhhh." He said dazedly with wide eyes that were looking in any direction that wasn't Lydia's.
Lydia blinked ferociously as she tried to regain herself before clearing her throat and trying to act completely calm.
"Come on Stiles. We... kissed. We kissed because you were having a panic attack, an-and like I stated previously, I had read that holding your breath can stop a panic attack so when we uh kissed you held your breath and then it was over." She said trying to laugh off the situation.
"Yeah of course and um, we're still friends. Friends who are totally okay with having kissed for like... a second, and it was purely clinical... right?" Stiles said finally looking towards Lydia.
"Right." Lydia answered trying to sound sure, but there was something in her chest, a little murmur that made her so unsure of her answer, but she simply pushed aside and looked back up at him, smiling at him slightly.
"Well... I'm glad that's cleared up... I uh, guess I'll have to get going to my next class then." Stiles said, and Lydia couldn't help but catch on to the undertone of disappointment in his voice. She watched him as he turned to pull the door open before turning his head towards her again with a smile, "See you soon Lyd."
"Yeah... see you." She said back with a faint smile on her face as she watched him walk out of the empty classroom and back into the semi crowded hallway. Lydia took in a deep breath as she tried to discard of that feeling in her chest that arrived once again, flipping open her mini mirror she puckered her lips and fluffed up her hair before smiling to herself and exiting the classroom, strutting down the hallway and trying to push all thoughts of hers and stiles' kiss to the back of her mind.
Ughhh, honestly? I completely rambled this whole chapter and I really don't like how it turned out but I promise the next one will be better!