Author's Note: Okay I am thinking this is the end of this portion of the story. I really want to keep it going but I am for some reason just not feeling the same connection I was before.. I'm sorry, I might continue here and there without a definite ending but like I said I want it to get finished. I don't want to say I'm done and then want to write another chapter. I still love Stydia and I wanted to let you guys know before I left you hanging because I HATE when that happens. Like I said I haven't decided where I'm ending it exactly but I'll let you know. And I am going to be starting another one I have an idea for. I'm not sure if I want to make it a story or just drabbles, I would love your input on it, let me know. Oh and this is rated T for some mature-ish kinda content! Lol enjoy!
The day progressed well on to lunchtime in the Beacon Hills High cafeteria. Jackson had yet to appear since the stint in gym class earlier in the morning. Lydia and Stiles settled in at their normal table followed by Scott and Allison who were walking in the same stride and smiling. The two sat down across from Stiles and Lydia. Lydia looked at Allison raising her eyebrow; the brunette just flashed a smile. The power couple known as Scott and Allison was finally back together.
Lydia liked how this felt. Everyone was together and happy in a time when it was exactly what she needed. She needed this familiarity and stability during this crucial time of Jackson's unreliable attitude and emotional roller-coaster.
"No! Really?!" Lydia squealed grabbing her friend's hand in the most obnoxious, stereotypical, girly way possible. Allison nodded and joined in on the squealing. Stiles looked at his friend confused only to be met with the same expression.
"Um, what just happened?" Stiles asked thoroughly confused.
"Stiles, Allison and Scott are back together." She rolled her eyes and shook her head "Duh. Are all guys this clueless?" They all just laughed, Stiles knew she was joking, no harm meant by anything she had said.
"Yes unfortunately." Allison said slapping Scott's leg lightly, he rolled his eyes.
"It's okay; I would still like you even if you were actually clueless." Lydia leaned over and kissed Stiles on the cheek, pulling away and lingering there for a few seconds, teasing him slightly. He put his arm around her and scooted her chair closer to him.
"Well that's good to know I suppose." Stiles teased back.
"So when did it become official…again?" Lydia asked, wanting to show her appreciation that they were back together and the four of them could do things together, less awkwardly. She was hoping she might have also had something to do with this momentous occasion.
"We were back together by fourth period." Allison said as Scott reached over and squeezed her hand.
"Aw" Lydia tilted her head and squealed. "I am so happy for you guys!"
"We should do something together this weekend." Scott said, relieved that he had finally gotten back together with Allison after much persistence.
Somehow the week continued on and on. It went surprisingly well considering the looming presence of the newly turned blue-eyed werewolf in the building. It was finally Friday night, the most anticipated day of the week. The four friends had gone out for a quick bite to eat at the local pizzeria. The night was very relaxed but Scott was all over Allison, obviously pretty anxious to get home and re-familiarize each other. They cut out a tad early and Stiles took Lydia home and walked her to her front door.
"Goodnigh-"Stiles began the usual parting words before his lovely girlfriend cut him off with a quick kiss and an arm pull into the house.
"Come in with me." She pouted and stuck out her lower lip. There was positively no way he could say no to that face, or just her in general.
"Alright, I guess you give me no choice." Stiles walked into the house and shut the door as Lydia turned on a few lights. She walked upstairs towards her bedroom, Stiles following her like a lost puppy. She entered into her girly-chic bedroom, flopped down on her perfectly made bed and patted the spot next to her. Stiles rarely needed prompting now to sit next to her, but being in her room made him slightly nervous.
"I just really wanted to say "thank you" for being around all week and just making me feel safe and comfortable." She said smiling and grabbing both of his hands while looking into his spectacular brown eyes.
"It was my pleasure." He smiled back and leaned into kiss her. The kiss was soft and sweet. She wrapped her arms around his neck as he enclosed her in his arms. It was so perfect. He situated her so she was sitting on his lap, bringing her even closer to him. Butterflies still consumed Stiles' stomach; he couldn't believe that this was his life now, Lydia Martin's boyfriend. The kiss deepened quicker than expected. She managed to run her hands up his shirt and removed it in one swift motion.
"Uh you're mom isn't home are they?" Stiles asked nervously, breaking the kiss and inhaling quickly. I need to get oxygen to his brain quickly to make sure he wasn't completely imagining any of this. She shook her head sideways quickly.
"No, she's gone for the weekend." He picked her up and turned around to lay her on the bed when he bumped their heads together on accident. Classic Stiles. Lydia giggled though, that was a sign for him that it was okay and they could proceed on. After successfully picking her up she wrapped her legs tightly around him before being placed on her bed. She was sitting and he was standing over her deepening the kiss even more. He ran his hands along her chest and then around her back as he swiftly unhooked her bra. She broke the kiss for a split second to give her approval.
"Nice job Stilinki, I am impressed." She smiled; he laughed and turned a dark shade of red as he rolled his eyes. Soon enough she connected their lips back together again and pulling Stiles onto the bed with her. They quickly began to shimmy off their jeans. Finally Stiles managed to muster up the courage to take off her shirt; he did so with shaky hands. But he was glad he did. He could have just died there and have been happy. Soon enough they were in nothing but their underwear.
"Are you sure you want to do this…because we really don't have to." Stiles spat out nervously, he didn't want to rush or pressure her into anything.
"No I want to. I…love you." She said, looking into his eyes and meaning every word she said. She really did love him.
"I love you too Lydia."