I woke up that morning tangled in Stiles' body.

What... Happened?

Oh.

Memories flooded back as I thought about last night. I thought it had all been a dream...

I got it of bed and quickly got dressed.

I went into the bathroom and sat on the counter, looking at the closed bathroom door.

A soft knock. I jumped.

"Y/n? Are in there?"

"Yeah," I said.

"Are you okay?"

"I'm fine."

A pause.

"I... Do you want me to drive you home?" His voice sounded heavy, but with what? Did he regret what happened last night? I didn't. But I knew he would. I wasn't Lydia.

I would never be Lydia.

"Sure," I said, my throat tight.

He sighed. "Can you come out? We need to talk."

I shut my eyes tight. "Give me a second. I'll be right out."

"Okay."

I washed my face and then walked out, almost running into Stiles. He looked at me carefully, intensely. Like he never had before. He was serious and still, which was completely unlike him.

"Y/n..." He whispered.

I broke down. I told him everything that had been running trough my head. Once I started, I couldn't stop. I went on from how I knew he probably regretted it to me feeling stupid because I loved it and I loved every second I had with him. "And I lie you, damn it! I love you but I'll never be Lydia. I'll never be good enou-"

His face had gotten more and more scrunched as I continued. All of a sudden he smashed his lips to mine, licking my bottom lip. I froze but my body responded by opening my mouth and working my lips.

"I thought you regretted it. I didn't. I don't regret any time I'm with you. Any time I touch you I feel my inside burst. You have no idea how... I can't explain it. But I don't regret it at all. You are perfect. I don't need Lydia, not anymore. You don't have to be Lydia. I love you."

His eyes went wide and he snapped his mouth shut when she said it.

I froze for a second and then slowly a smile Croat onto my face. "You-you do?" I whispered.

He nodded.

"I do too, Stilinski," I said softly. "I love you. More than you know."

He kissed me again and we stayed there a long time before we went back to his room and covered under the sheets for a very long time.