Author's Note: So I have to start school in about two weeks so I just wanted to let you know that the chapters might not be coming quite as often but I will still be continuing along with it. I am really enjoying writing as I said before, and if you guys enjoy reading it I would appreciate it if you could review some more! And if you have any ideas for future chapters please let me know, I can always use some fresh ones. I already had this idea for the chapter but I wasn't so sure about it then someone else suggested the same sort of idea so I decided to go with it! So thanks and enjoy!

"So where are going?" Lydia asked as she walked next to Stiles, towards the boardwalk, from the restaurant they had just left. She hadn't a clue they were going somewhere else after dinner. Dinner had already been so perfect, she hadn't expected anything more.

"I just thought we could hang out on the boardwalk. Make a night of it, is that alright?"

"Yeah that sounds great." She smiled at him.

"Good, because I kind of don't want to go back to a house full of people yet."

"Me either." She said biting her lip shyly as they walked up onto the busy boardwalk. "I like them don't get me wrong. But I like being with you too. Just you." She smiled with shyness she wasn't used to and a dopey one formed on his face.

"You have no idea how happy that makes me Lydia." He said looking down at her, still smiling like he had never done so before. She almost felt guilty, because she had never given him this chance before. She wished she would have done this before, but she couldn't change that now, so she just had to make the most of what she had now. And try not to let it go.

"I'm glad that you're happy Stiles." She smiled, stopped walking in the middle of everyone else and reached up to grab his face, bringing his face down so she could reach better. She kissed him chastely for a moment; it was long but completely innocent and sweet. Both of them trying to keep their composure, but ultimately failing as they smiled into the kiss.

"Come on; let's go ride the bumper cars." She said stepping away as she grabbed his hand and headed in the direction of the amusement park pier.

"Okay but you have to be gentle. I'm pretty fragile, I'll have you know." He told her as they walked towards the bumper cars. He intertwined his fingers with hers, half expecting her to yank her hand out of his. They had held hands on a few other occasions, all when Lydia was going someplace he had needed to follow her to. But he was pretty sure those were all platonic actions or because she needed to feel safe and he was the closest thing there. This was different though, he knew because she blushed when he laced their fingers together and because she squeezed his hand tighter when he did so.

"I think you might be tougher than you look." She winked at him.

"Mmm maybe but you should still take it easy on me. You really don't want me as an enemy." He really liked this whole flirting thing, especially when the other person was reciprocating.

"Are you threatening me?" Eyebrows raised in his direction as their hands lightly back and forth in between the two of them.

"Me? No, never."

"Uh-huh, you're completely innocent."

"I mean…I kind of am. Actually." He never did anything bad, in reality, and he was still a virgin. That made him pretty innocent.

"Well after I'm done with you." She stopped again, and put her face close to his again. "I don't think you will be." She said with a giggle, in a cute but suggestive manor that made Stiles' eyes go wide as she kissed him quickly on the lips, with little to no response from him. It was just a peck but he was frozen with shock as she began to walk away. "Come on Stiles, we have to get tickets if we want to ride anything. Are you coming?" She called out to him as she was now a few feet away.

"Y-y-yeah." He said walking slowly forward towards his new girlfriend. They bought a bunch of tickets so they could ride on as many things as possible.

Bumper cars were first, and Lydia hit Stiles more than he hit her with his bumper car, but then again she had practiced the before when the whole group came down a night or so before. After that they went on the pier's only rollercoaster, and they both screamed (like banshees? Too soon?) the entire time. Stiles liked the music ride the best because it forced them to be right next to each other, and he enjoyed having her tucked under his arm. Stiles was the adventurous one who made them ride practically everything that didn't have a height limit. Lydia's favorite was the carousel, because it was impossible not to be happy while riding on it. All of the little kids smiling and adults too made it even that much better of a ride. They rode a few other things and occasionally stole a few quick kisses in between walking to each destination and standing in line to get on each ride.

"Ferris wheel?" Stiles joked, remembering how different things had been before they had ridden it just a few days ago.

"Mhm." She said nodding her head, completely serious.

"Are you sure, we just rode it like a few days ago."

"Yes, I'm serious. Come on, let's go." She said taking the lead yet again. After they got settled in their gondola Lydia snapped a few pictures of the boardwalk all lit up at night, as well as a few selfies of her and Stiles. She made a mental note that when she got back to the beach house she needed to change her profile picture to one of her and Stiles that she had taken on the trip at some point.

"So…" Stiles began.

"So?"

"So, this is all still real right?"

"What is all still real?"

"Us?" They hadn't really officially decided together that they were dating so Stiles wasn't going to be surprised if she suddenly decided it wasn't real or if she decided she just wanted it all to be over.

"Yes, why wouldn't it be?"

"I don't know because, you're Lydia Martin. And as you know I've had a crush on you since the third grade, and I guess this is all just really hard to believe." He rambled.

"Believe it babe." She said quietly before placing a soft kiss on the corner of his mouth, slowly registering that she had just called him by a pet name, and blushing a little bit. Not that he could see. "Seriously, stop underestimating yourself. I know I was pretty shitty to you in the past, I know I wrote you off a lot. But I think we've become good friends with everything that's happened to us."

"That's true…"

"I'm honestly kind of glad for all that werewolf stuff because maybe without it, I wouldn't have noticed you. And I wouldn't be genuinely happy right now."

"You're genuinely happy."

"For the first time in a while. I wish I would have noticed you sooner because you're really a great, caring, smart guy."

"I wish you would have noticed sooner." He laughed, but she was still serious.

"Stiles you think I'm a catch. Right?" He nodded, and she was able to make that out in the dark even. "Well I think you're one too. And I'm sorry it took so long for me to realize."

"Better late than never."

"True." She laughed. "But I think we have something different. I know it's really soon in all of this but I think were more similar than most people would guess."

"I've thought that for a while." He admitted.

"I bet. Can you promise me something?" She asked, her voice raw with true emotion behind it.

"Yeah, sure."

"Don't keep acting like you're nothing, because you're something. Can you promise me that?" She asked him, meaning the words that left her mouth.

"Yes, I promise." He told her, he'd probably promise her anything.

"Good." She kissed his cheek this time, pleased with where the conversation had veered. It was important for him to know he was important. She had a feeling she would need to remind him of that a lot but she didn't mind. And she knew if things got serious like she was expecting them to then she would let him know again that the whole thing wasn't about pleasing her, it was about both of them.

After the finished riding the Ferris wheel they strolled down the boardwalk. They had stopped for ice cream, and Lydia made sure to have a little more than a few bites of Stiles', but he didn't mind because he had a few bites of hers. She even fed him a few bites of her ice cream which he thought was the cutest thing he ever did. Lydia was cold afterwards, still in her dress, so instead of walking hand in hand, Stiles had his arm around her neck and her arm around his waist until they found a cab. They were both so genuinely happy.