"Today's your lucky day, red-head. You get to kiss me." He told her with a smug look on his face.
"No way in hell would I ever want to kiss you." She walks to the door then turns around and says, "it's strawberry blonde."
Stiles Stilinski, a new com...
Stiles spins the table around to bird saliva and picks the card up. Lydia groans at him.
"This was the one I really didn't want to get." She sinks into her chair as Stiles reads the card aloud.
"Lydia, if you-" He bursts out laughing at the question, knowing she'll never answer it. This just makes Lydia groan even more. "If you had to un-cast one member of the cast, who would it be?"
Lydia's eyes open wide as she comes into realisation that she will have to drink the bird saliva. Her eyes fall to the floor when she picks up the glass and takes a small sip. She immediately spits it out and takes a chug of water.
The game went on until it was time for their photoshoot. As they were getting into the car to be drove to Scott's, paparazzi were taking photos of them quickly chatting with Stiles holding Lydia's glass of champagne for her.
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The paparazzi were quite obviously getting frustrated with everyone bumping into them, making the photos all blurry.
In between their photos being taken, Lydia and Stiles would hold hands and occasionally he would kiss her cheek.
They finally got to the photoshoot studio and went their separate ways. Stiles was getting his taken with just a white background today, but the next few days he'd be in different locations for different photoshoots.
He got changed into a the grey t-shirt with short sleeves and waited for the stylist to come through and fix his hair and do the makeup around his eyes.
After a few tries, it resulted in this:
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He seemed happy about the finishing product and waited for his other clothes to be passed through to him for the next photo.
The next morning he checked his phone to a million texts from Lydia asking how to make their fake relationship more convincing.
Lydia Little bitch Hey How do we make them believe it?
Stiles Good morning to you too
I don't have time for this bullshit Get straight to the point How do we make it more believable?
I don't know
I dOn'T kNoW Then figure it out
Geez lady, what got under your skin today?
You Now answer the question Stilinski
Just smile at me more in public Flirt
Alright Bye now
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Stiles then walks over to his door and picks up the mail, finding the new issue of Gossip inside.
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The whole thing was plastered with him. One part of the magazine cover did catch his eye, the media was believing it. They were believing that something was going on between them both.
When he got to set, he also knew he had to act like he was with Lydia there too. He saw her standing talking to Parrish, twirling her hair around and looking at him in a flirty way.
He pulled her aside and snarled,
"What are you doing?" He argued, lowering his voice so no one will notice.
"Talking to Parrish?" She answers in a questioning tone.
She didn't understand why Stiles was so agitated by her speaking to Parrish. Parrish was sweet, unlike him.
"You were flirting. We're supposed to be together, remember?" He jolts her back into memory.
"Crap." She face palms and looks at him. "Put your arm around me." Lydia insists.
"Huh?" He replies.
"It'll be more believable." He realises what she means and wraps his arm around her waist, pulling her in close. She wraps her arms around his torso and leans into him. She couldn't help but want to stay like that. She does hate him, but there's something calming about him holding her.
"Can we try be friends?" She whispers, looking up at him. He nods and agrees that they should at least try since they have to pretend to be a couple.
"Alright guys, we're half way through filming the season and it's now time for the kiss scene." Derek's voice bellows over all the chatter. Lydia and Stiles walk together to get changed.
He puts on a black hoodie with white strings hanging down from near the hood and a pair of black ripped jeans. Lydia quickly throws on the denim shorts and white crop top that was sitting out for her. They both already had their hair and makeup done. They stand waiting in the other room for their scene to start rolling, Stiles rolls his sleeves up then pipes up with,
"Today's your lucky day, red-head. You get to kiss me." He told her with a smug look on his face.
"No way in hell would I ever want to kiss you." She walks to the door then turns around and says, "it's strawberry blonde."
Stiles walks over to the sink in the school bathroom and hits the tap on.
"How could you be so stupid!" She shouts and turns around then walks out of the bathroom. His character had just mistook the killer for someone else. He didn't see their face, they didn't speak. Then after he realised that the killer had been sitting behind him the whole time without him knowing.
Lydia runs around the corner. He stops in his tracks. "They sat behind me that whole time in the park and I never even knew." Suddenly, she rushes up and her lips collide with his. They taste like cherry as her hands run through his hair. He wanted the kiss to keep going, but soon it finished.
