Stiles and Lydia
Lydia: You have less than five seconds to get off my doorstep.
Stiles: Lydia c'mon.
Lydia: Why are you here?
Stiles: I know things haven't been great between us but I thought we could watch a movie and talk about boys. (Lydia tries closing the door.) C'mon you can't stay mad at me forever. I need you Lydia. You're the only friend I have.
Lydia: Really? That's the best you got?
Sties: Well I also ordered chinese food to be delivered here so unless you want to pay you might as well let me in.
Lydia: You're unbelievable.
Stiles: I know.
Stiles and Ethan
Ethan: So did you make up with Lydia?
Stiles: Not exactly. More like she was forced to forgive me unless she wanted to pay for some chinese food.
Ethan: So she's still mad at you?
Stiles: Can you blame her?
Ethan: You did the right thing Stiles. She'll figure it out eventually.
Stiles: Eventually's not soon enough.
Lydia and Scott
(Lydia and Scott are both panting as they stare at the ceiling.)
Scott: So that was fun.
Lydia: Yeah it was. (Lydia gets up from the bed and starts getting dressed.)
Scott: Does that surprise you? (Scott watches as Lydia rehooks her bra.)
Lydia: No not at all.
Scott: So can we do it again sometime?
Lydia: Depends. (Lydia rubs her lips back and forth as she finishes applying lipstick.)
Scott: On what?
Lydia: Whether or not I'd want to see you again.
Scott: Ouch!
Lydia: Yeah well you're welcome to use the shower if you'd like but I'd like it if you weren't here when I get back. (Lydia makes her way out of her room and Scott sinks back down on to the pillows.)
Lydia and Ethan
Jackson: You should come back to my place? (Ethan laughs between kisses and Jackson wraps his fingers tighter through Ethan's hair bringing him closer.) C'mon let's get out of here.
Ethan: Yeah…uh I have to go to the loo first.
Jackson: Oh, okay.
Ethan: (As Ethan is washing his hands he sees Lydia leaned back against one of the stalls, head resting back behind her.) Lydia? (Ethan kneels down in front of her and she starts laughing.)
Lydia: There's my little Ethanator.
Ethan: Jeez what are you on? (Lydia shrugs.)
Lydia: You look hot.
Ethan: Lydia…Lydia look at me. (Ethan places his hands on her shoulders.) Who are you here with?
Lydia: You now.
Ethan: C'mon let's get you out of here. (Ethan wraps his arm around her waist and she wraps her arm around his neck. As they approach her doorstep Lydia lets go of him.)
Lydia: Oh god I think I'm going to….(Lydia vomits in a nearby bush and Ethan kneels beside her rubbing small circles up and down her back.) why are you being so nice to me?
Ethan: I care about you Lyds.
Lydia: I love it when you call me that. (Ethan backs away.)
Ethan: Let's get you inside. (Ethan leads Lydia to her bed and lays beside her. Lydia goes to kiss him but he pushes her away.) What are you doing?
Lydia: What does it look like. (Lydia smirks.)
Ethan: Let's just go to bed. (Ethan closes his eyes but Lydia places her lips on his.) Lyds stop it…you're out of it.
Lydia: Yeah aren't you?
Ethan: I may have had a few drinks. (Lydia starts to tug at his shirt.) Lydia…oh fuck it.
Stiles and Ethan
(Ethan walks into the living room to see Stiles practicing for his performance.)
Ethan: Why didn't you wake me up? (Ethan scratches the back of his head.)
Stiles: I tried. Loads of times. (Stiles continues to not look at him.)
Ethan: I'm sorry. (Stiles stops dancing and makes his way to the kitchen with Ethan following behind him.)
Stiles: Is everything okay between us?
Ethan: What could be wrong?
Stiles: Why do you stink of alcohol?
Ethan: I just had a few beers with some friends. (Stiles glares at him.) You think I'm seeing someone?
Stiles: Well? Are you?
Ethan: No of course not babe. I only love you. (Ethan wraps his arms around Stiles's waist planting kisses along Stiles's neck.)
Stiles: Get off me.(Ethan continues to kiss Stiles.) I said get off me! (Stiles tries to push Ethan but ends up falling to the ground.)
Ethan: You okay? (Ethan tries to put his hand on Stiles's shoulder but Stiles pulls his arm back.)
Stiles: Just leave.
Ethan: Stiles...
Stiles: I said leave! (Once Ethan leaves Stiles makes his way over to the bathroom. As he looks in the mirror he starts muttering things to himself.) Pathetic, worthless piece of shit. (Stiles punches the mirror and the shards of glass pierce his skin.) Fuck!