p style="box-sizing: border-box; margin: 0px 0px 24px; font-size: 18px; font-family: 'Source Sans Pro', 'Helvetica Neue', Helvetica, Arial, sans-serif; line-height: 24px; padding: 0px; color: #555555;" data-p-id="e31557629c0073e607bd341d337128f8"Stiles POV/p
p style="box-sizing: border-box; margin: 0px 0px 24px; font-size: 18px; font-family: 'Source Sans Pro', 'Helvetica Neue', Helvetica, Arial, sans-serif; line-height: 24px; padding: 0px; color: #555555;" data-p-id="6933f144737a7351841d081f245abbe5"I grab Lydia's hand as I walk out of the hospital doors. I have done this way too many times this month. I am done with hospital and near death experiences, but I guess it is just a side affect of all the supernatural stuff. I sit in the passenger's seat of Lydia's car and stare out of the window. I watch the world pass by. I place my head on the window and watch my breath fog up the glass. We go over a bump and my head bangs on the glass hard./p
p style="box-sizing: border-box; margin: 0px 0px 24px; font-size: 18px; font-family: 'Source Sans Pro', 'Helvetica Neue', Helvetica, Arial, sans-serif; line-height: 24px; padding: 0px; color: #555555;" data-p-id="935fc7a313985b7027e2a9915599b933""Ow! Shit that hurt." I rub the spot where I hit my head./p
p style="box-sizing: border-box; margin: 0px 0px 24px; font-size: 18px; font-family: 'Source Sans Pro', 'Helvetica Neue', Helvetica, Arial, sans-serif; line-height: 24px; padding: 0px; color: #555555;" data-p-id="bd9ee837e9da55f5f7cb5f175e2eff7f""Sorry." She says, not taking her eyes of the road. I think ever since I was in the car accident almost 2 weeks ago, she has been extra careful on the road. God, was that only two weeks ago? I guess I was unconscious for 5 of those days, but still, since then my best friend has been abducted, twice, I have been shot in the thigh and have about 2 days worth of sleep within 10 days. I have felt like these days have been endless, and we still haven't found Scott and Liam, Malia and Derek haven't been answering any our calls, and there have been a lot, and Hayden and Mason are probably still in shock from Theo almost strangling them. Lydia puts her hand on my thigh. I grab her hand and kiss it. I turn and smile at her. She smiles, still not even daring to take her eyes off the road. I let go of her hand and place my had back on the window, making sure that if a bump comes, my head isn't resting on it./p
p style="box-sizing: border-box; margin: 0px 0px 24px; font-size: 18px; font-family: 'Source Sans Pro', 'Helvetica Neue', Helvetica, Arial, sans-serif; line-height: 24px; padding: 0px; color: #555555;" data-p-id="1aef440cdbe01ee40544f3dedef4c22f"We pull up to my house and I step out of the car. I stand there for a while and just let it soak in. It feels like a lifetime since I've been here. Lydia comes beside and grabs my hand. I smile at her and kiss her cheek as we walk inside. As soon as I walk inside I feel at home, I feel safe again. Maybe it wasn't the house, maybe it was her. Insanely beautiful Lydia. I grab her hand and pull her up the stairs into my bedroom. I close the door behind me and kiss her. I pull her onto my bed and kiss her so passionately. She lays on top of me and begins to take her shirt off. I sit up, about to do the same, but we are stopped by someone yelling./p
p style="box-sizing: border-box; margin: 0px 0px 24px; font-size: 18px; font-family: 'Source Sans Pro', 'Helvetica Neue', Helvetica, Arial, sans-serif; line-height: 24px; padding: 0px; color: #555555;" data-p-id="979aac8e2a28ff80872957f720f8e65a""Stiles! Stiles are you here! Lydia!" We look at each other and at the exact same time we say the same thing./p
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p style="box-sizing: border-box; margin: 0px 0px 24px; font-size: 18px; font-family: 'Source Sans Pro', 'Helvetica Neue', Helvetica, Arial, sans-serif; line-height: 24px; padding: 0px; color: #555555;" data-p-id="6933f144737a7351841d081f245abbe5"I grab Lydia's hand as I walk out of the hospital doors. I have done this way too many times this month. I am done with hospital and near death experiences, but I guess it is just a side affect of all the supernatural stuff. I sit in the passenger's seat of Lydia's car and stare out of the window. I watch the world pass by. I place my head on the window and watch my breath fog up the glass. We go over a bump and my head bangs on the glass hard./p
p style="box-sizing: border-box; margin: 0px 0px 24px; font-size: 18px; font-family: 'Source Sans Pro', 'Helvetica Neue', Helvetica, Arial, sans-serif; line-height: 24px; padding: 0px; color: #555555;" data-p-id="935fc7a313985b7027e2a9915599b933""Ow! Shit that hurt." I rub the spot where I hit my head./p
p style="box-sizing: border-box; margin: 0px 0px 24px; font-size: 18px; font-family: 'Source Sans Pro', 'Helvetica Neue', Helvetica, Arial, sans-serif; line-height: 24px; padding: 0px; color: #555555;" data-p-id="bd9ee837e9da55f5f7cb5f175e2eff7f""Sorry." She says, not taking her eyes of the road. I think ever since I was in the car accident almost 2 weeks ago, she has been extra careful on the road. God, was that only two weeks ago? I guess I was unconscious for 5 of those days, but still, since then my best friend has been abducted, twice, I have been shot in the thigh and have about 2 days worth of sleep within 10 days. I have felt like these days have been endless, and we still haven't found Scott and Liam, Malia and Derek haven't been answering any our calls, and there have been a lot, and Hayden and Mason are probably still in shock from Theo almost strangling them. Lydia puts her hand on my thigh. I grab her hand and kiss it. I turn and smile at her. She smiles, still not even daring to take her eyes off the road. I let go of her hand and place my had back on the window, making sure that if a bump comes, my head isn't resting on it./p
p style="box-sizing: border-box; margin: 0px 0px 24px; font-size: 18px; font-family: 'Source Sans Pro', 'Helvetica Neue', Helvetica, Arial, sans-serif; line-height: 24px; padding: 0px; color: #555555;" data-p-id="1aef440cdbe01ee40544f3dedef4c22f"We pull up to my house and I step out of the car. I stand there for a while and just let it soak in. It feels like a lifetime since I've been here. Lydia comes beside and grabs my hand. I smile at her and kiss her cheek as we walk inside. As soon as I walk inside I feel at home, I feel safe again. Maybe it wasn't the house, maybe it was her. Insanely beautiful Lydia. I grab her hand and pull her up the stairs into my bedroom. I close the door behind me and kiss her. I pull her onto my bed and kiss her so passionately. She lays on top of me and begins to take her shirt off. I sit up, about to do the same, but we are stopped by someone yelling./p
p style="box-sizing: border-box; margin: 0px 0px 24px; font-size: 18px; font-family: 'Source Sans Pro', 'Helvetica Neue', Helvetica, Arial, sans-serif; line-height: 24px; padding: 0px; color: #555555;" data-p-id="979aac8e2a28ff80872957f720f8e65a""Stiles! Stiles are you here! Lydia!" We look at each other and at the exact same time we say the same thing./p
p style="box-sizing: border-box; margin: 0px 0px 24px; font-size: 18px; font-family: 'Source Sans Pro', 'Helvetica Neue', Helvetica, Arial, sans-serif; line-height: 24px; padding: 0px; color: #555555;" data-p-id="be1d3e70d28908b7704105d1395ccb90""Scott?"/p
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