Stiles woke up looking up to the ceiling feeling someone holding his hand. He looks to his left and Lydia's lying there, the most beautiful girl he has ever seen. The girl his going to have ha baby with even if it's not his own he will love that child as if it was his own blood because it's Lydia's baby and she's willing to let him take the role as the father. He turns his body facing her, just smiling. He loosens his hand and places it around her waist, Lydia crawling a little bit closer to him, still sleeping. He can't stop looking at her cute, beautiful face. He can't understand she wants him, the goofy, sarcastic, "has no filter" guy. HIM.
He presses a kiss on her forehead and shut's his eyes again when he hears Lydia's voice softly whispering:
"Good morning."
Stiles opens his eyes and says:
"Oh sorry I didn't want to wake you."
Lydia opens her eyes and looks into his saying:
"It's fine. I want to be with you."
Stiles mouth growing the biggest smile on his face and his trying to pull it back. She want's to be with him. They lay in her bed for a while still just looking at each other. Stiles thinking: I'm the luckiest boy in the world. I'm with Lydia Martin the girl of my dreams. She's got so beautiful eyes and her hair is so strawberry blond and the smartest girl I know.
Stiles is the one to break the silence and he says:
"So, are we going to tell Allison and Scott today?"
Lydia places her head really close to his, their nose's touch and she whispers:
"Yes, I think we have to."
She goes in for a kiss and Stiles meets her halfway in. After three seconds into the kiss Lydia feels something start to crawl up from her stomach and this time it's not butterflies she runs into her bathroom just in time to reach the toilet for the morning sickness to kick in. Stiles sit up on the bed and wonders why she flew into the bathroom. Did he have bad breath? He can hear all kinds of noises from the bathroom so he go's up to the bathroom door and knocks saying:
"Lydia? Are you okay?"
It takes a few seconds for Lydia to get some words out:
"You don't want to see me like this, I promise! Moring sickness is not attractive."
Stiles opens the door anyway, when have he ever listened? Lydia is crawled up next to the toilet and she looks at Stiles when she sees the door is open and says:
"I said you wouldn't want to see me like this."
Stiles walks up to her and pulls her hair away saying:
"I'm with you thru it all, even this."
Lydia forces a smile but her eyes tells that she's happy he's there. She's so lucky to have him, someone who doesn't care how she looks even when she's sick. Stiles sits down next to her and she lays her head against the toilet seat and now she doesn't need to force a smile. The sickness went away and she's starting to flush at the way Stiles is looking at her. She open's her mouth:
"Why are you looking at me like that?"
Stiles smiles back asking:
"Like what?"
He places a lock of hair that's in her face behind her ear and Lydia answers:
"Like I'm beautiful when I'm looking like garbage.?"
Stiles looks into her eyes answering:
"You are beautiful. You will never look like garbage in my eyes. I like you to much."
Lydia's face turning red, this boy is so nice and he really means what he's saying.
Lydia opens her mouth and the words just slips out:
"I really like you too."
She's chocked that she just told him that, she's not that kind of girl that tell boy's she like's them, the only one she told that to before was Jackson. But if she says it it's probably true. She's been fighting this feelings before but maybe it's her pregnancy brain kicking in, making her say things she don't want to say. The weird thing is that she feels relived. Maybe she was starting to fall for this boy. She looks into Stiles eyes and his mouth has dropped to the floor.
Did she just say she liked him? HIM? No, Stiles thinks he must have heard what he wanted to hear so he asks her:
"What did you just say?"
Lydia confused by the question he asked answered with confusion in her voice:
"I like you?"
Stiles didn't hear what he wanted to hear, she said it. She really likes him. He smiles and says:
"You do?"
Lydia gives a smile back with a nod and says:
"I do."
They sit there quiet for a few minutes and Stiles says:
"So are you done throwing up?"
Lydia lifts her head away from the toilet and nods. Stiles walks up to her and lifts her from the floor, carrying her to her bed and Lydia lays her head against his chest when he's lifting her up. She's amazed that he's secretly so muscular, she's never seen him without clothes so she just assumed because he's more clumsy on the lacrosse field that he wasn't as ripped as Scott or Jackson, but maybe she was wrong he seems like his got something going on under that t-shirt. She can see his arms flex and she's intrigued to find out what he's hiding under his clothes. He lays her down on the bed and Lydia bits her lip. He sits down next to her asking:
"Do you feel better? You want anything?"
Lydia smiles and nods answering:
"Much better, I'm glad you're here. Maybe we should make some breakfast?"
Stiles stands up and put the covers over her body saying:
"I'll make you breakfast. You just rest okay?"
Lydia can't understand how nice he is. She just nodes but before he goes she take a soft grip on his t-shirt and pull him in for a long kiss. Stiles doesn't care that she just threw up a few minutes ago and he reciprocate the kiss. They pull away and Stiles turns around walking out the room with a big smile and Lydia lays back down on her bed.
After fifth teen minutes her mom walks in asking:
"Lydia? Is everything okay?"
Lydia looks at her mom with a big smile answering:
"Everything's great."
Her mom sits down on the bedside patting her forehead and says:
"I heard someone in the kitchen and walked in to see Stiles making breakfast and asked where you were and he told me you were a little sick."
Lydia sits up against the headboard and says:
"Yeah, morning sickness has kicked in. But I'm fine and Stiles wanted to make me breakfast."
She can't hide the smile that's growing on her mouth when she says his name and Mrs. Martin noticed that of course saying:
"You really starting to like this boy aren't you?"
Lydia's cheek starting to flush when she nods at her moms question. Mrs. Martin continue:
"I can tell, you've never brought home a boy before and you've never looked like this ether, like you're starting to fall in love."
Lydia's mouth stopped smiling and her eyebrows got so high on her forehead and she says:
"What are you talking about, I don't love him, I'm not even in love with him."
Her mom tilts her head and says:
"Lydia I know you… I know you are pushing those feelings away because you're scared of what's going to happen if you let someone in and if you let yourself love someone. I know your dad and my relationship weren't the best relationship to grow up around but I promise you that if you just try to let this feelings out that boy downstairs making you breakfast wont leave you or hurt you. I can see he loves you."
Lydia don't know what to say, maybe her mother was right maybe she was scared of letting anyone in, to love someone. She hugs her mom whispering:
"Thank you mom, I will try."
Stiles walks in during their hug with a tray in his hand. He stops in the doorway looking at them when Lydia sees him:
"Oh, sorry, come in."
Stiles' places the tray on the nightstand. Juice, two grilled sandwich with ham and cheese and two cups of warm chocolate. Mrs. Martin kisses her daughters forehead and walks out the bedroom.
Lydia looks down on the tray and says:
"Oh, breakfast in bed… That's only something I get on my birthday. It looks really good."
Stiles smiles and hands her one of the sandwiches. He grabs the office chair and sits down next to the nightstand and takes a sip out of his cup.
Lydia looks at him and thinks to herself: Okay, let my feelings out. Can I really love this boy? I need to let my feelings flow and not push them away. Let him in.
She looks into his eyes and she feels warm inside. The butterflies coming back when she thinks of their kisses. She's starting to let her feelings come thru.