"Oh my gosh, Stiles! Was that really necessary?!" Lydia practically screamed at him. Stiles look from Lydia down to his now bloody fist and back up at her. "I- I'm sorry" he said ashamed of himself. Stiles had always had a bit of an anger/ anxiety problem but only his dad new about it.
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"Why would you think it would be ok to do that? Why?" Lydia whispered. "I- Well..." Stiles stuttered. "What, what, what is it?" Lydia asked impatiently. "Umm" stiles said scratching his head. "Spit it out, Stilinski" Lydia said staring at him. Stiles stood there silently. "Ugh, why can't you just, hmmmm" Lydia said walking away.
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"Shoot" stiles thought to himself, then he thought of an idea. He immediately grabbed her hand and spun her around. "Look, I'm- I'm really sorry, I don't know what came over me, I guess I just got jealous and protective because your so gorgeous and all the guys like you." He said embarrassed. Lydia blushed and then gave him a small smile, wrapped her arms around his waist and gave him a tight hug.
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"It's okay" she sighed into his chest. "Just don't do it again" she told him. "I won't, I promise" he told her, holding her closely.
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Shattered Love
FanfictionLydia Martin has 2 best friends, well 3 technically. Allison Argent and Scott McCall. She doesn't really count Stiles Stilinski as one of her best friends but everyone else does. She just hangs out with him cause she has to. He's disgusting, he make...
