<Lydia's POV>

"So let me get this straight, you have feelings for someone that had sex with you?" Allison confirms. I nod my head. "Alright if you want my suggestion, I say you storm up to his apartment in some skimpy-ass clothes with some other guy and show him what he's missing," Allison says. I think about it for a minute and smirk.

"I'm going to need your help," I tell Ali. She nods her head and we move from her couch to her closet.
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"Is this like a bungie cord?" I ask, looking at a stretchy lace bra.

"Nah, it just pushes your boobs up," Ali replies cooly.

"Why do you have it?" She blushes.

"I've had my share of dates,"she replies in a whisper. I smile and try it on with the red dress that cuts right below my butt, completed with leather heels and a leather jacket.

"Damn Lyds, you could burn a fire, but you still have on your naked face," Ali informs me. I look in the mirror and remember I have no makeup on and my hair is in knots.

I pout at Ali. "Help?" She laughs at me. When she is done my hair is curled and my face is completed with black eyes and blood red lips that match my dress.

"Okay so now how do I see Stiles?" I ask. We think for a while until a plan pops into my mind. "I'll say I left my wallet in his bedroom so I have an excuse to see him." Ali puts two thumbs up and rushes me out the door like a mother to her daughter on prom night. I meet my date that Ali and I found.

His name is Jackson and he is hot as hell. He's tall, and his face is chiseled into a perfect shape. I see him standing at the lamp post waiting for me. "Hey you must be Jackson, I'm Lydia," I say trying to not sound to happy go lucky.

"Ya I'm Jackson, where will we be going tonight?" He says grabbing my arm like a gentleman in an old movie.

"Well I have to run an errand first but then we could go to a bar or something for dinner," I suggest.

"Sounds good," Jackson replies smiling. He is so sweet. I lead him to Stiles building. I stop for a millisecond to look at my heel from the other night. It's still lays on the side of the crowded sidewalk. I brush the thought away and then we go into the building and up the elevator. By memory I find Stiles' door and knock with courage. I can't look nervous even though my heart is pounding. The door opens and reveals Stiles' who still has a black eye.

"Lydia?"

<Stiles' POV>

What in gods name is she doing here? And why the hell does she have a guy with her? My thoughts are distracted by the fact that she the most beautiful appearance. Honestly I prefer little makeup on women, but her makeup just works so well with her fiery red curls that fall cleanly over her shoulders.

"Hello Stiles, I'm here to get my wallet, I seemed to have left it here,"she says and she struts right past me into my bedroom leaving me to talk to her guy.

"So how do you know Lydia?" He asks.

"I'm a friend," I say casually.

"I see, well I hope you aren't going to get involved in what I am about to do with Lydia," he says walking closer to me. I put on a questioning look.

"I don't care if you guys have sex," I say defensively. He chuckles.

"That's not what I mean exactly," he says pressing me up to the wall. I am about to say something, but then Lydia walks out of my room.

"Alright well I got my wallet, we can go now Jackson," Lydia says, her fiery red lips turning in a smile. Jackson smiles and leads her out of my apartment. That Jackson guy is untrustworthy. It's none of my business, but he could hurt Lydia and even though I don't know her that well, no one should be hurt. I'm going to make sure that Jackson doesn't hurt Lydia.

A/N ayeeee! Hope ya'll liked that chapter!

By the way the picture at the top was chosen for a reason. It's all the people in this chapter and Stiles is reaching for Lydia and Jackson is glaring at Stiles and Allison is on the sidelines but she's actually helping Lyds. Anyways that's my explanation!

TTYN, ta ta for now