Author's Note: Well it's been awhile. I honestly thought people stopped reading this and enjoying it so I decided to stop writing for this fic. But now that Teen Wolf is less than a month from returning I realized how much I missed writing it. So I will continue on here and there with this story as well as maybe writing a canon story when the show finally returns. Because I'm sure there will be things on the show that I wish would happen. (Do you think any of you would read that as well, jw?) Other than that though I will be making small additions to this story, and please bear with me as I get reacquainted with writing
this and excuse anything weird. Thanks for the support/reviews/etc and enjoy this chapter. And there might be a part two to this one.
Trailer: Just watched it and oh the feels. Looks good, but I ship Stydia so hard, so yes this just might hurt a lot.
After the Kanima incident things were a little bit different between everyone in Beacon Hills. Scott and Stiles (Stiles' hair was getting longer too) were still the best of friends and Derek was moody as always. Scott and Allison weren't together, Jackson and Lydia sort of…broke up, for reasons unbeknownst to most (one reason most likely being that he was moving away), Isaac was becoming a closer ally to Scott and Lydia actually was spending more of her time with everyone.
Stiles of course noticed the latter two changes the most. While it sucked that Isaac was taking time away from his with Scott doing wolf things, Lydia was surprisingly around more often than he liked.
One warm afternoon in the beginning half of summer and in a last ditch effort to gain Allison's attention Scott decided he would take up Lydia's offer to use her pool and hang out for the day. She was always with the guys or Allison, she hated being alone. Stiles assumed that she maybe still had the disturbing nightmares or she was just simply afraid to be alone in her home, or anywhere for that matter. He really didn't blame her, with wolves, Kanimas, and creepy missing old men in town. So they were going to her house for the day, Scott, Stiles, Isaac, and Allison who was unaware that Scott would be present for the day.
The guys had arrived first and Lydia had let them onto the patio. Scott was practicing his muscle flexing when the doorbell rang and Lydia went to go answer it.
"Allison, you came!" Lydia squealed and hugged her friend. Allison smiled and was glad that Lydia had gotten off of her high horse in just the short time they knew each other. She was glad that she wasn't so uptight and moody; she just seemed so much more real and friendly. But anyone would probably act like that if they were on the brink of sanity for any length of time.
"Of course I did. I couldn't argue with a day by the pool." She said, genuinely grateful to avoid her family's ever prevalent issues and the wolf problem in Beacon Hills.
"Well good. It's such a shame we don't hang out as often as we used to." The two girls strolled out onto Lydia's spacious patio that was once the setting for many parties. The guys, who had been in the middle of a conversation, immediately turned their heads to the door. Allison stopped dead in her tracks, in the middle of the door way. Scott waved casually from across the pool. Allison faked a quick grin and whispered to Lydia through her gritted teeth.
"Lydia…you failed to mention that my ex was going to be here today."
"Well I thought it would be a good way for you guys to see one another and if there were other people around it wouldn't make it as awkward."
"Its going to be the exact definition of awkward." She told her friend.
"Allison we barely see each other anymore and neither does Scott, he misses you. Look I could have pulled some scheme to make you go out on a date together but instead I did this. Really you should be thanking me." Lydia winked and walked to one of the lounge chairs, followed by Allison who rolled her eyes and did her best to suck up her annoyance.
"This was a bad idea" Scott said as he began to collect his things from one of the chairs. "We really shouldn't have come, let's just go."
"No." Stiles said using his hand to grab his shoulder to stop him from trying to leave. "Look she's not leaving; it's going to be fine. You are not ruining a poolside day with Lydia Martin for me. Ok?" Stiles didn't want to seem like a jerk but sometimes it was always about Scott. Stiles did not feel like ruining the day over Scott's discomfort.
"Alright fine, we'll stay."
"Thank you."
"Yeah I mean who knows it could be fun." Just as they were ready to jump full force into the pool, the girls began removing their cover ups and both Stiles and Scott (and Isaac) were put into a state of shock and amazement. Scott very attentive to Allison in a black one piece, and Stiles was very focused on Lydia's less conservative teal bikini. Stiles uttered a classic but quiet "oh my God" under his breath.
"Aren't you glad we stayed now?" Stiles managed to barley choke out. Scott nodded, eyes still focused elsewhere.
"Are they staring at us?" Allison self-consciously asked Lydia as she tried to cover her chest with her tan arms.
"Of course they are, you're a knock out Allison, own it." Lydia whispered, Allison definitely was noticing the return of Lydia's confidence.
"Boys!" She called out as she stepped on to the first step in the pool. "Are you getting in? Or are you just going to keep staring?" After uttering the last word Isaac, Stiles, and Scott all promptly jumped into the pool, Allison unwillingly followed in as well.
To everyone's surprise it wasn't too awkward for anyone Scott and Allison got along and Lydia even flirted (harmlessly) with Stiles. They played many rounds of Marco Polo, water volleyball, and the guys played water basketball as Allison and Lydia sat tanning next to the pool until it began to get dark.
"Anyone else hungry?" Scott asked. Everyone nodded their head in agreement. "Let's go get pizza or something."
"I kinda want to stay and do some night swimming though." Isaac complained.
"Well lets go get dressed, get pizza, and come back and swim. As long as it's okay with Lydia or course." Stiles suggested and glanced at Lydia for confirmation.
"Yeah that fine with me. And we can use the hot tub too…" She said trailing off.
"Alright let's go eat then." Scott said and everyone exited the pool. Scott went to the powder room to change; Isaac went to the pool house, Allison used the upstairs guest bathroom.
"You can just change in my room if you don't mind." Lydia suggested to Stiles who was waiting outside the guest one for Allison.
"No…I can just wait." Lydia raised one of her perfectly sculpted eyebrows.
"It might take a while you know."
"Where will you change?"
"I'll just use my bathroom; you can just change in the room."
"Are you sure?"
"Positive. Come on." She said motioning for him to follow her and he did so. He closed the door behind them. She went straight to her closet and picked out some clothes to wear. He knew even if she wore a burlap sack she would be gorgeous. I'll be done in a few minutes you can go ahead and change.
Stiles of course, was a little bit distracted by being in his crush's room, and his presence was even initiated by his crush. So he did a little looking around, trying to commit every detail to memory. Finally he began to change into his regular clothes. He was beginning to put his pants back on when he heard Lydia's bathroom door open, to reveal the one and only standing there, staring at him. He observed that she looked gorgeous as always as she stood there in a pink sundress and nude heels. When he realized he was staring a tad while in his blue boxers he quickly pulled up his pants and grabbed his shirt.
"Taking you time Stilinski?" She asked as she stepped further into the room.
"Uh…yeah…you know." Gulp. "Can't rush perfection."
"Oh. Well blue's a pretty good color on you." She giggled and winked as she sat at her vanity and as his face was blushed.
"T-t-thanks…" He hurriedly pulled the shirt he had been wearing over his head as she touched up her make up.
"No problem, Stilinski." She said getting up and walking over to him. She was only a few inches from him now and he was begging to breathe a little heavier and his pulse was beginning to quicken. Was Lydia Martin really standing this close to him on her own terms and on purpose? I mean she had been a lot friendlier and even flirtier with him over the past few months since the whole Jackson thing. So maybe it was really happening.
"You know that new hair really suits you. I like it."
"Oh…well…your hair is nice too?" She smiled at him and finally closed the rest of the space between them. Her heels made her just tall enough so she could lean in to kiss him. He was genuinely taken off guard by it. It was only a few seconds but it felt longer than that. It was his first kiss, and it was with Lydia Martin. He literally couldn't have imagined it being any better.
At first he didn't know what to do but she grabbed his hands and placed them on her waist. There was no tongue but it was definitely a make out. She then placed her hands on the back of his head and casually and her fingers through his now long hair just as she smiled into the kiss.
"Stiles! Lydia! We're leaving." Scott yelled up the steps, Stiles had never been more annoyed in his life.
"We should go." She said as she turned around and walked to the hallway to go down to the main floor, Stiles following behind her like a lost puppy. Once they got to Allison's car Isaac sat in the front, and the other three in the back with Stiles in the middle. Stiles never felt better, and he was elated when Lydia reached over in the middle of the ride and grabbed his hand and interweaved their fingers. Neither could help but smile.