Because I Can't Lose You (a Stydia story){complete}

2. Life of the party might have you sorry

Stiles POV:
Quick note(the music above is because Stiles is badass: start reading when the course comes in aka the beat drop) if you choose to listen to it at all😐

"STILES STOP!" Lydia screams but I grip Jackson by the neck of his shirt and push him up against the wall before punching him square in the jaw.
Jackson pushes back against me, causing us both to fall to the floor and some of the people actually cheer us on. He punches me in the eye and I groan as my hands lie on his chest in an effort to get him off of me but he punches me in the nose this time.

I pull my knees to my chest, my shoes now on his abdomen and I use all my force to push him upwards, his body flying until it hits the back wall. He slides down the wall and I stand, ready to go at him but a set of strong hands holds me back. Scott.

"LET ME KICK HIS ASS SCOTT!" I yell struggling against my best friends grip.
"He didn't do anything, Stiles!" He yells back slightly quieter. Jackson stands, staying pressed against the wall.
"HE FREAKING TOUCHED LYDIA!" Scott loosens his grip slightly and I break free, looking back at Scott and wiping blood from under my nose.

Scott glanced at me then to Jackson before joining my side as if saying 'let's kill him together'. We exchange nods before turning back to a very scared looking Jackson. I take one step towards him before Lydia steps in front of us, her lips pursed together angrily.

"Move." I say sternly, wiping more blood from my nose. She reaches forward and grabs my hand and I know she's serious.
"Let's just go... Please?"  I see fear in her eyes and I clench my teeth mumbling "fine." Before Scott grabs her from me, an arm slung across her shoulder.

They start to walk and once they're a good five feet ahead, I swing around and connect my fist with Jacksons temple sending him to the floor again. Allison appears out of no where and drags me away from the very unconscious boy.

I wipe more blood out from under my nose and sniffle a little causing Allison to let out a quick laugh. We both start to smile and she walks with an arm around my back, her head on my shoulder in a side hug. We reach my jeep and Scott sits behind the wheel, Lydia in the back seat.

I didn't care that Scott was driving, I just threw him my keys before climbing in the back and sitting next to Lydia. Allison digs some napkins out from the glove box, handing them to me and I thank her before placing them under my nose. Scott starts the engine and pulls out of the driveway and onto the road.

I wrap my arm around Lydia and she places her head on my shoulder.
"You okay?" I ask and she smiles.
"Yeah... Thank you." She shifts until she's in a comfortable sitting position, her head still resting on my shoulder and I close my eyes, taking in a deep breath.
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"Holy shittttttt." I groan, waking up on the couch, my legs hanging over the back and my head hanging off of the front, upside down and facing the tv. I sit up then wince at the pain in my left eye, feeling either a hangover or a major headache. Or both... Both is good.

Slowly, I sit up again, holding my throbbing and very puffy eye. I notice Lydia in the recliner and Scott and Allison on the floor, all of them in a dead sleep.
Lydia moans something incoherent before shifting in the large chair. I stand and make my way over to her, brushing hair out of her face and placing a light kiss on her forehead before making my way upstairs.

After trudging upstairs, I go into my bathroom and start a shower, peeling off my clothes and stepping under the hot water. After washing up and carefully poking and prodding at my eye, I turn off the faucet and realize there weren't any clean towels in my bathroom.

"Fuuuuuuudge!" I groan again before reaching for the bathroom door handle.

Immediate regret.

Lydia screams and I rush back into the bathroom, closing the door behind me.
"What are you doing!?" I ask through the door.
"Looking for you!" Her voice is high pitched and I can tell she's freaking out.
"Well you found me!" I yell back and she grunts.

I can hear her open up my closet and shuffling around a bit before slipping a pair my boxers under the door. I put them on quickly then reemerge. Lydia sits on my bed, rubbing her eyes and I clear my throat slightly.

"You didn't see... It... Did you?" My voice is a little quieter than normal and Lydia removes her hands from her eyes, glaring at me.
"Of course I saw it!! Why did you think I screamed?!" She hisses and I suck air in through my teeth.

I sit next to her and she glances at me for a split second.
"This never happened. Okay? We never-"
She cuts me off."NEVER-"
"-speak about this. Alright?" She nods quickly and I stand again, making my way over to the closet.

"I heard screaming, did Stiles try and kill you?" My sister appears in the doorway, her hair a mess and Lydia tenses up. Scott appears seconds later and he throws me a suspicious look.
"You're a little late." I say, trying my hardest not to stutter.

Allison glances between Lydia and myself.
"I saw Stiles naked!" Lydia blurted out, immediately covering her mouth with her hand.
I rolled my eyes, looking over my shoulder at her.
"Smooth. Real smooth." I say, turning back to our awe-struck friends in the doorway.

"If no one minds, I'd like to get dressed." I say. Lydia stands and quickly walks out of the room taking a right to go into Allison's room. Allison gives me one last long stare before following Lydia into her room. Scott stays at the doorway and I place my hands on my hips as his surprised face soon becomes his sly face.

"Hi!" I greet him sarcastically and he presses his lips together in a thin line.
"Did she really-"
"Yes... She did. Can we drop it?" I interrupt him, opening my closet door and fishing out a Beatles shirt and some jeans. Scott enters my room, closing the door behind him before sitting on my mattress.

"We aren't going to drop it because that's awkward." He says.
I put my jeans on and glare it him. "Uh-yeah it's awkward!"
He scoffs. "Like... Really awkward.... Especially since you two are like brother and sister."
"Thank you. Scott. Really?" I slap him upside the head before pulling my shirt on.

Scott shrugs and stands opening my door and I follow him out into the hall. He places a finger to his lips, telling me to be silent, and we both tip-toe over to Allison's room. We press our ears against her wooden door, the girls conversation instantly filtering through the door.

"Have you ever..." Lydia's voice is quiet.
"What? Walked in on him? Yeah, loads of times. He's my brother and both of our doors don't have locks, it was bound to happen." Allison replies and I roll my eyes.

"So I should just brush it off?" Lydia asks.
"Totes ma goats." Allison responds and one of them sighs. Then it goes completely silent and Scott and I exchange confused looks. I shift my ear on the door right before Allison violently swings it open causing Scott and I to tumble to her carpeted floor.

"Freaking snoops!" She yells, playfully kicking me in the side and I groan as Scott struggles to get off of me. Much like I had with Jackson, I push Scott off and we both awkwardly stand.
"We were just..." I try and think of a valid excuse, "doing stuff... By your door...." It sounded totally fake but that's only because it was and I was never good at making up excuses.

"Right, well, we're ... Pancakes?" I stutter and Lydia laughs, nodding her head. I let out a nervous sigh, forcing Scott to exit the room with me.
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Authors note:
GO. GADGET. ba buh ba boom ba bah bah. Bah bada bada boom. Bah bada bada boom.
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-Chloe