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L y d i a

I woke up happier than ever due to a certain Whiskey eyed boy. I got up got dressed, brushed out my curls and applied some light makeup. Hearing Allison's car I headed out.

"Happy this morning are we?" She said smirking.

"Yeah, I still can't get over it, he called me pretty," I spoke a huge grin on my face. When we arrived in school Allison and I walked over to our locker seeing two boys stood there waiting. One brown-haired, tall, smiling boy and another messy brown-haired boy with gorgeous Whiskey eyes that you just melt into.

"Hey." The two boys smiled at us.

"Hey," We said back. Scott followed Allison to her locker while a Whiskey eyed boy stayed at mine.

"What's up, Stiles?" I said a bit to harshly.

"Nothing just admiring the view." He said flirtatiously.

I blushed and began to bite my bottom lip, "Thanks again for the dress,"

"No problem, something that beautiful deserves to be seen on someone worthy of its beauty."

"I'm not beautiful," I said messing with my fingers.

"Yes, you are don't let anyone tell you anything different." I looked up and smiled at him. I felt myself fall more and more in love with him.

I was soon interrupted when a dirty blonde girl then came running up behind him and pushed him against the lockers and started to attack his face. I quickly closed my locker and walked away never looking back.

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A f t e r  S c h o o l  F r i d a y

Allison was helping me get ready for the party and all I could think about was Stiles. He called me beautiful and I couldn't get over it; it felt like I was on a cloud never coming down.

"Lydia, Lydia?"

"What?" I stopped daydreaming and looked at Allison with confusion.

"Let me guess Stiles?" She said with a smirk knowing me too well.

"He called me beautiful today."

"Really?"

"I fall in love with him more and more everyday," I said softly.

"Aww, c'mon I'll help you get ready." She said as she dragged me to my closet. She picked out the dress that Stiles had gotten me and told me to put it on. After putting it on, I walked out of the bathroom and Allison turned to me and her jaw dropped to the ground.

"Oh my gosh!" I started to blush. "Lydia you look beautiful!"

"Thanks, Ally!" We hugged and continued getting ready.

About an hour later we arrived at the party; it was so busy. It was full of adolescents teenagers dancing, drinking and grinding. We suddenly spotted Scott and headed over to him.

"Hey, you guys made it." He spoke with a massive smile on his face before putting his arm around Allison.

"You wanna dance?" Scott looked to Allison.

"Lydia, do you mind?" She asked me.

"God no! You guys have fun." I stood there smiling as Scott whisked her away to the dance floor. The atmosphere was awkward a bunch of teens groping each other, while the rest drink themselves into oblivion.

I decided it was too hot to stay in there, mainly because I could not stand one more second in there so I headed outside. As I stepped outside my eyes were trapped by this beautiful bench swing covered in flowers.

"Malia, calm down!" Stiles shouted.

"I can't believe you, you don't love me!" She shouted even louder.

"Malia, I never said that." Stiles spat clearly getting annoyed.

"Just leave me alone Stiles!" She stormed back inside the party barging into Stiles' shoulder, turning around and sighing he spotted me.

"Lydia, what are you doing out here?" He asked.

"It's was getting hot in there, I needed some air," I replied. "Trouble in paradise?"

"Malia gets crazy when she's drunk." He chuckled softly.

"This swing is beautiful," I spoke as he took a seat next to me.

"I know, it was my moms." His voice breaking.

"I'm sorry Stiles, we weren't exactly friends when it happened and I didn't know if you wanted to talk to me?" I took his hand in mine.

"Do you remember your birthday party? 'the little mermaid' theme. You went as Ariel and I went as Eric."

"Yeah! You gave me my shell necklace."

"Do you still have that?" He questioned making me pull out my necklace.

"I never took it off." Our gaze everlasting.

*F l a s h b a c k*

It was my birthday and I was having a little mermaid themed party. I was Ariel of course.

"Lydia, there's a Stiles here to see you." My mother told me. I squealed with excitement and ran to the door immediately engulfing him in a hug.

"Happy Birthday Lydia!" He said.

"Thanks, Stiles." I took his hand and lead him out to the backyard where we climbed up to my treehouse.

"Hey Lydia, I got you this." He spoke and took out a small box. Inside the box lay a silver necklace with a little shell charm. I instantly smiled and hugged him once again.

"Thank you so much, Stiles, I love it!" I said and kissed him on the cheek. He then took the necklace from my hand and placed it around my neck.

*E n d o f f l a s h b a c k*

We both smile at the memory. A sudden breeze creeps up making me shiver, Stiles immediately takes off his jacket and wraps it around me.

"There you go," He said with a smile.

"Thanks, we should really start heading inside," 

"Your probably right." I followed him inside to see a drunk Allison dancing on a table. 

"Allison let's get you home," I say walking over towards her

"Nooooooo!" She moaned as I helped her off the table.

"Do you want me to give you a ride home?" Stiles said. 

"You sure?" I ask before Allison starts throwing up.

"Yeah, " He smiled.

Scott and I guided Allison outside. I started rubbing her back and making sure she was done throwing up before helping her into the car.

10 minutes later and we had arrived at Allison's house. Scott rushed out of the car to pick up Allison bridal style and carry her to her front door.

The car was warm and the atmosphere intense. I couldn't stop staring at him. I broke the gaze when he started to glance at me every now and again. I could smell him it lingered all around me, and it was intoxicating; it was like he was my oxygen and I could only breathe when I was around him.

At what seemed like forever, we had arrived at my house.

"Thanks again, for the ride and everything," I smiled softly.

"Any time Lyds, see you around." He smiled and with that, he left.

I got into the house and headed straight to my room completely forgetting I had on his jacket and I could not stop smelling it. He smelt of whiskey and warmth and I was addicted like it was my drug. 

He was my everything.

And I was a friend to him.

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