Note: Play the song above, or on the side when it says 'play song.' This is back to Lydia's POV. Hope you love this. Take a deep breath.
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Lydia's POV:
     "So that's why you wore all black today!" Stiles says, laying down on top of the 'StarGaze Hotel' roof with me, cozy from the white thin blanket we stole from the hotel. I understand why named it StarGaze Hotel, because you can see how beautiful all the stars and constellations are that match perfectly with the pitch-dark sky.

     "Yeah. It's because I'm a secret spy. Here to protect the world from all evil."

     "Too bad I didn't change into something black. We could've been spies together."

     "You are one. You're just a really good at keeping the secret, that you don't even know it sometimes." I respond as I can't help but smile.

     "So, tell me why you did this. Well, I know why but-"

     "Stiles. I get it. You can stop now." I interrupt, "Well, my life was— no, is a big ball of darkness. My, uhh..." I can't help but hold back my tears. I sit up, and inhale to take a deep breath.

     "Lydia. You know what, it's okay. You don't have to tell me."

     "No. I'm fine." I say with a little smile plastered on my face, assuring me that I am fine; Even though we all know I'm not. "My parents got divorced... because of me. My dad said that I spent all his hard earned money on useless junk, and he was sick of it. Sick of me. It lead to a point, where he, uhh. Well, he said that I was worthless. So, he left. Got a new family." My eyes became so watery. I could see that Stiles wanted to help, but he knew better to listen to what I had to say. Sometimes, people just needs someone to listen to them.

     "But my best friend, Allison, helped me through all my problems. We've been friends since 7th grade. But now, she's not here. I remember everything so clearly. It was... actually... I'll uhh, put my life stories in order.

     "So, sophomore year, I met this guy, Jackson Whittemore. I liked him so much, and when he asked me out, I was just so happy. Ever since I was in a relationship with him, I began to have abusive relationship with him, but I didn't care, because that's how much I loved him. I didn't understand why he did that, but now I know he never even loved me. He ordered me to do things, and since I didn't have a voice, I obeyed. We dated for about 2 months, until I found out he was cheating on me, with Samantha Grace. That's the girl we shaved. She was my friend at the time too. So when I found out, I didn't know who to trust anymore. I went to Jackson's house to talk to him, and then talking lead to screaming. He said the same thing that my father said. He called me worthless. He said I was a nobody. That he..." I take another deep breath, playing around with my hair tie. I tuck my hair back but I undo that transaction. "He said he only dated me because he wanted to win a bet, and that he felt sad for me. That no one will ever, ever love me. That put a deep hole in my heart. That ruined the old Lydia.

     "Junior year, Allison dated this guy named Issac. I didn't like him, or any guys for that matter. The memory of Jackson dented my entire image of guys. I hosted a sleepover with just me and Kira on my birthday. We played truth or dare. And I was asked if Issac is good for Allison. And I said no. We got to this heated argument. I said that he's like Jackson. She said that he's not. We yelled over each other. Then, we started insulting each other. One thing lead to the next, and she drove off. I had the last say, which was, 'Fuck you Allison!' It was 11:32 on a Saturday. I kept texting her. Saying that I was sorry. But then, at 11:47am, a man called me and said that... oh my god..." I close my eyes. I could really have some antidepressants right now, "That Allison was in the hospital, and died from a car crash at Oakland Street.

     "You wanna know why she died? Because of me! It's my fault! It was my fault! She was in the middle of texting me, then that happened. And it was my fault. If I didn't yell and scream at her, she would still be here! If I just accepted Issac as her boyfriend, she'd still be here!!! It's my fault! If I just," I start to punch my right leg, but then Stiles stops me, and hugs me. I try pushing him away, but that didn't help. So, I just let his warm hugs comfort me.

"She was my favorite 'what if.''

     What if I didn't meet Jackson? What if I didn't have that sleepover? What if I didn't text her? What if I stopped her from going away? The worst thing is, she died with a bad memory locked in her brain. What if I let her know how much I loved her?

     "I hate my birthday. It was hard for me to get into cars, but I did it. After all that, I stopped caring. I stopped being attached from others, because I'll just get hurt in the end. Everyone is just temporarily. I just hate everything! All of this started, because of me! I'm the reason for everything! I just wanna-"

     "Lydia. I'm here, okay. I'm your friend. And I want to help you." He finally stops hugging me, which made me even more unstable.

     "You don't understand!"

     "Then make me understand. Okay, Lydia. I'm here and I'll listen. And honestly, I think you're absolutely perfect. Even with all of your flaws. You see those stars?" I look up and gaze upon the stars, "All of these stars, are nothing compared to the one I'm looking at right now." I look back at Stiles, who's looking passionately at me. This is getting too cliché. I need to end this. Say something. Anything!

     "They say every atom in our bodies was once a part of a star. Maybe I'm not leaving. Maybe I'm going home." Not what I was going for.

     "Then I'll stay here, because then, I could stay up all night, staring at the most brightest shining star; which is you. But even that can't stop us from being together."

"Damn Shakespeare." I say trying to lighten the mood, and well, apparently ruining it too. I wiped all I'm tears and stand up, including Stiles. "I look soo bad when I cry." I say, releasing a gentle laugh.

     "Well I think you look beautiful when you cry."

*play song*

     "Haha sorry. I just... wait. Do you hear that?" We stand on top of the roof, trying to listen to the song. "This is my favorite song." Stiles says.

I know this song. This is 'Kiss Me' by Ed Sheeran. This song makes me too emotionally unstable. Honestly, this is my favorite song. It has so much meaning in every word he says. In every line, there was a hidden message. It let me feel how love was supposed to be like.

"Settle down with me,
Cover me up,
Cuddle me in.

Lie down with me,
And hold me in your arms."

"May I have this dance."

"Really?" I try to hold back my laugh, but I couldn't.

"Yes, Miss Martin. So, may I?"

"Sure." I wrap my arms around his neck, and his around my waist, and we dance to the beat of the song. I think he notice me smiling, because he's smiling back. I try so hard, to hide my smiles, but he makes it come out so naturally. "I'm in love now..."

"Kiss me like you wanna be loved
You wanna be loved
You wanna be loved"

He gently grabs my hand, and spins me around. We both laugh and enjoy each other's companies.

"This feels like falling in love
Falling in love
We're falling in love"

At this time, I feel like I'm not myself. I am someone better. And Stiles brings out that part of me. The scenery is perfectly combine with the song. The stars dancing to the beat of the song. Then I realize, we are the stars.

We came into this wonderland, filled with carelessness, and freedom. I forget everything, and focus on this moment. The moment where I live my life again.

I bring myself closer to him, and lay my head on his broad shoulder and his chest.

"My heart's against your chest, your lips pressed to my neck
I'm falling for your eyes, but they don't know me yet
And with this feeling I'll forget, I'm in love now

Kiss me like you wanna be loved
You wanna be loved
You wanna be loved
This feels like falling in love
Falling in love
We're falling in love"